Since I've been actively manifesting, I've been viewing things differently. Seeing beyond what may seem the obvious. Trying to decipher events and why they occur. And seeing Universal messages, even in TV shows from the 70's. You may laugh but I now view Fantasy Island as a 'deep' show - if you can get beyond some of the acting.
In watching reruns of Fantasy Island, I find them to be a remarkable insight into manifesting. First off, you have this Rourke character, dressed in white, able to make any fantasy imaginable possible. How is he not representative of a spirit guide, I ask you!
And now to the fantasies.... The stories may run with the old adage in mind, “Be careful what you wish for,” because the guests' fantasy requests don't always "manifest" as they thought they would. Is it some devilsh plan on Mr. Rourke's part to teach someone a lesson? Or does it speak to the greater complications of manifesting when your ask involves more than one person. These are the questions I now ask when watching the show.
One Fantasy Island “guest” asked to be treated like a king. What does that phrase,"treated like a king" mean exactly? Is that to be taken literally or figuratively? His fantasy manifested into the literal. He actually was made king and with it carried the good and the bad of that role. People bowed to him but they also plotted against him. He had to adapt to the role he asked for. In the end he succeeded but it wasn’t the fantasy he expected. He became king of a real nation because the former king was killed and the queen’s fantasy was to find a lookalike who could fill that role. Many stories have that complication - one fantasy gets entwined with another and a compromise or resolution is reached to better both lives at the end.
What does what happened to a character on Fantasy Island have to do with the reality of manifesting? I’ve noticed that my expectations of what I’ve asked for don’t necessarily manifest exactly the way I thought it would. Why? Because I’m not the only one who’s making a request. There are countless others with their own asks, desires and needs. Beyond the veil of this world is a whole network of our spirit guides negotiating our asks for us to work with everyone else’s. Everyone has their own Mr. Rourke. It’s a symphony of negotiations by the Universe that make our manifestations work. So when an ask doesn’t necessarily work out as I thought it should, I ask myself, how did I ask? Was I specific enough? Or was it too specific and didn’t work in concert with a specific place and time?
Another thing I've noted is that when fantasies on Fantasy Island go awry, it's because the person asking doesn't exactly know what they are looking for. They think they know but it seems Mr. Rourke knows better. The guest may be looking to win a beauty contest but truly, she or he is looking for validation from her or his father. There are Universal truths lurking underneath the surface of this sometimes campy show. And that is, knowing what we truly want stems from looking at what we want the result to truly bring us. To say it another way, we may ask to be rich but is it about money or is it freedom or respect that we are really seeking? It may take a series of false starts to know what we really want. It doesn't hurt to ask. We don't now until we try - and try and try again. (I'm just full of adages today!)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
A Taste of What's to Come
Why I manifest day by day
Sometimes I like to skip ahead, in my fervent excitement to share. However, it occured to me, that this little tidbit might spur anyone to read further who may not as of yet experienced the small miracles of manifesting. I have a group of friends that I talk about my manifestations with all the time. And I group of friends I don't. They aren't open to the idea. And then there are the ones in between. They kind of get what I'm saying but for whatever reason, haven't invested completely in what I've been saying. Yet, more than one has benefited from one of my Asks - whether than realize it or not. It's at that point I practice what I call my Cheshire cat smile whenever I hear from one of them say, I can't believe that just happened....
Like, for example, a friend was to visit me at my mom’s place. She can, at times, get turned around. So I put out an Ask that she find my mother’s place perfectly. I had typed out directions to her in an email. I gave her a few markers and then realized that they weren’t exactly accurate. I hoped my directions didn’t confuse her as I waited for her to arrive. When I had a feeling she had arrived, there she was at the door, knocking. “Hello!”, I said cheerfully. “So glad I made it,” she said, breathlessly. And added, “I left the directions you gave me on my kitchen counter. It’s a miracle I got here.” I smiled my secretive smile. “No,” I said in my head, “That’s manifesting!” She got to my mom's place perfectly, as I had asked, and even left my inferior directions behind to help her do so.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. I had to learn how to ask the right asks, a process that's still evolving...
Sometimes I like to skip ahead, in my fervent excitement to share. However, it occured to me, that this little tidbit might spur anyone to read further who may not as of yet experienced the small miracles of manifesting. I have a group of friends that I talk about my manifestations with all the time. And I group of friends I don't. They aren't open to the idea. And then there are the ones in between. They kind of get what I'm saying but for whatever reason, haven't invested completely in what I've been saying. Yet, more than one has benefited from one of my Asks - whether than realize it or not. It's at that point I practice what I call my Cheshire cat smile whenever I hear from one of them say, I can't believe that just happened....
Like, for example, a friend was to visit me at my mom’s place. She can, at times, get turned around. So I put out an Ask that she find my mother’s place perfectly. I had typed out directions to her in an email. I gave her a few markers and then realized that they weren’t exactly accurate. I hoped my directions didn’t confuse her as I waited for her to arrive. When I had a feeling she had arrived, there she was at the door, knocking. “Hello!”, I said cheerfully. “So glad I made it,” she said, breathlessly. And added, “I left the directions you gave me on my kitchen counter. It’s a miracle I got here.” I smiled my secretive smile. “No,” I said in my head, “That’s manifesting!” She got to my mom's place perfectly, as I had asked, and even left my inferior directions behind to help her do so.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. I had to learn how to ask the right asks, a process that's still evolving...
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Cont. From last post - off to the job
- here's where I've been manifesting without even knowing it....
The first part of the job took me to Mississippi. At the Burbank airport I encountered my second “challenge.” The airline had overbooked. Once the plane landed in Mississippi, I was to connect with another person on the show, get the rental car reserved for us, and head to the hotel. I had to make the flight. Rather than float to my normal negative thoughts such as, “of course the airline overbooked, they always do that now I’m never going to get on this flight”, I repeated in my head, “I will get on this flight.” I kept this going and going despite the chaos around me of the other passengers twittering with worry. I noticed one prospective passenger threatening the attendant at the ticket counter. “He’s not going to get anywhere with that attitude”, I thought. A group of us were called as standbys. The man from the ticket countered approach us. He didn’t get on the standby list but he wanted to be. Or rather, felt entitled to be. He HAD to make his connecting international flight. The airline screwed up. He didn’t ask any of us if our flights were a priority. I may have fallen for his case and thought, well, can I put myself aside if he really needs to be somewhere...” But I was being paid to be somewhere. Another co-worker counted on me being there. In my mind, my trip was equally important. “So no, absolutely not,” I stated in my head was I going to trade places with this guy. Especially as he became more belligerent and demanding when none else caved into him either. Then I heard an announcement that another flight had opened up. I rushed over to get to the ticket counter, following the herd, worrying that I may have gotten there too late. My worried was needless. I had gotten on my originally scheduled flight and rushed back to board just in time. Truly, there was something to this positive thinking.
I can’t say for certain I know exactly why the belligerent man didn’t get on the flight. Did he hold a belief that the airlines always screw up and therefore, he created a situation where the airline would screw up? Or was it karma paid back to him? I’m getting ahead of myself. These kinds of insights into asks would come later. I was just overjoyed back then that having thought that I would get on the flight, no question, had paid off.
The first part of the job took me to Mississippi. At the Burbank airport I encountered my second “challenge.” The airline had overbooked. Once the plane landed in Mississippi, I was to connect with another person on the show, get the rental car reserved for us, and head to the hotel. I had to make the flight. Rather than float to my normal negative thoughts such as, “of course the airline overbooked, they always do that now I’m never going to get on this flight”, I repeated in my head, “I will get on this flight.” I kept this going and going despite the chaos around me of the other passengers twittering with worry. I noticed one prospective passenger threatening the attendant at the ticket counter. “He’s not going to get anywhere with that attitude”, I thought. A group of us were called as standbys. The man from the ticket countered approach us. He didn’t get on the standby list but he wanted to be. Or rather, felt entitled to be. He HAD to make his connecting international flight. The airline screwed up. He didn’t ask any of us if our flights were a priority. I may have fallen for his case and thought, well, can I put myself aside if he really needs to be somewhere...” But I was being paid to be somewhere. Another co-worker counted on me being there. In my mind, my trip was equally important. “So no, absolutely not,” I stated in my head was I going to trade places with this guy. Especially as he became more belligerent and demanding when none else caved into him either. Then I heard an announcement that another flight had opened up. I rushed over to get to the ticket counter, following the herd, worrying that I may have gotten there too late. My worried was needless. I had gotten on my originally scheduled flight and rushed back to board just in time. Truly, there was something to this positive thinking.
I can’t say for certain I know exactly why the belligerent man didn’t get on the flight. Did he hold a belief that the airlines always screw up and therefore, he created a situation where the airline would screw up? Or was it karma paid back to him? I’m getting ahead of myself. These kinds of insights into asks would come later. I was just overjoyed back then that having thought that I would get on the flight, no question, had paid off.
Continuing from last post
One of my main struggles in Reality TV was my low salary. I thought I deserved more than what I was getting but some of my fears about my abilities led to me taking less than what I really wanted. That changed. After having a meltdown on my last job, partly because I was paid far less then some of the other story producers with equal or even less responsibilities I had had enough. During the show’s production, I had asked for more money from the producers to which they agreed because they saw that I added value to the show; however the raise didn’t materialize. I didn’t quit over it, although I became increasingly disgruntled, because I had the mentality that it was near the holidays and no one would be hiring. I, at least, had a job. And since the raise didn’t materialize, I felt entitled to cruise on the internet during the day and add things to my Amazon wish list. Meanwhile, another story producer who envied my position with the executive producer angled into my place. That really ticked me off so I decided that I would never work for that producer again.
And that’s what happened. When he hired for his next show, I wasn’t called. I felt terrible. I had fallen out of favor, so I thought, even though I had already said I didn’t want to work for him. Still, not being called meant someone in the business didn’t want to hire me and that’s a very fearful position to be in, in Hollywood. But if I had gotten the call, perhaps I would have accepted out of fear that another job wouldn’t come along. But one did – an even better one for a bigger and better show. A producer friend from the last show, who respected and trusted my work had recommended me. And my interview with the executive producer could not have gone better. I knew I had the job as soon as I walked out the door. What wasn’t finalized was the salary.
Salary equals self-worth and if I truly valued the work I did, I needed to ask for the salary I thought I deserved. I’d be working for an entire month without necessarily a day off. I would need to leave in 3 days time. I knew from another friend who had worked on the show previously the minimum story producer’s salary. I wanted more and for me, this was a test to see if I could get exactly what I wanted. From coaching with another friend, I worked out exactly what I would say to counter if I was offered the least amount for the story producer position. The line producer called, gave me the minimum salary and I with all the assurance in the world said what I wanted and why. He replied, “I can do that”. Done. Wow. Finally. Now all I had to do was getting everything together in 3 days to leave.
And that’s what happened. When he hired for his next show, I wasn’t called. I felt terrible. I had fallen out of favor, so I thought, even though I had already said I didn’t want to work for him. Still, not being called meant someone in the business didn’t want to hire me and that’s a very fearful position to be in, in Hollywood. But if I had gotten the call, perhaps I would have accepted out of fear that another job wouldn’t come along. But one did – an even better one for a bigger and better show. A producer friend from the last show, who respected and trusted my work had recommended me. And my interview with the executive producer could not have gone better. I knew I had the job as soon as I walked out the door. What wasn’t finalized was the salary.
Salary equals self-worth and if I truly valued the work I did, I needed to ask for the salary I thought I deserved. I’d be working for an entire month without necessarily a day off. I would need to leave in 3 days time. I knew from another friend who had worked on the show previously the minimum story producer’s salary. I wanted more and for me, this was a test to see if I could get exactly what I wanted. From coaching with another friend, I worked out exactly what I would say to counter if I was offered the least amount for the story producer position. The line producer called, gave me the minimum salary and I with all the assurance in the world said what I wanted and why. He replied, “I can do that”. Done. Wow. Finally. Now all I had to do was getting everything together in 3 days to leave.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Continuing from last post
Continuing the story
I haven’t yet finished reading The Path to Empowerment. I went to the pages I absolutely needed to at the time. The book described that negative thoughts create negative experiences whereas positive thoughts create positive experiences. It seems so self-evident although so often positive people are seen as airy-fairy and childlike, whereas cynical, negative thinking people seem to be more mature, and sophisticated. Little do the latter know they are building their own prison rather than a playground.
I knew at some level about events I created. At the first company I worked for in reality TV, I didn’t feel like I mattered much. I had wanted a job where I had responsibility and I needed to be there and counted on. I ended up on a fast and furious show where I worked obscene hours. A co-worker commiserated with me but I all I could respond with was, “well I got what I asked for.” I certainly did. I took a job where I had to be there. I had to be counted on. The real question that I didn’t ask myself was, why did I need to make things so hard?
I haven’t yet finished reading The Path to Empowerment. I went to the pages I absolutely needed to at the time. The book described that negative thoughts create negative experiences whereas positive thoughts create positive experiences. It seems so self-evident although so often positive people are seen as airy-fairy and childlike, whereas cynical, negative thinking people seem to be more mature, and sophisticated. Little do the latter know they are building their own prison rather than a playground.
I knew at some level about events I created. At the first company I worked for in reality TV, I didn’t feel like I mattered much. I had wanted a job where I had responsibility and I needed to be there and counted on. I ended up on a fast and furious show where I worked obscene hours. A co-worker commiserated with me but I all I could respond with was, “well I got what I asked for.” I certainly did. I took a job where I had to be there. I had to be counted on. The real question that I didn’t ask myself was, why did I need to make things so hard?
Monday, January 19, 2009
Start from Where You Know
December 2006, I hit a wall. A hard wall. I spent so much time working up the ladder in Reality TV, I didn’t think about what would happen when I got to where I thought I wanted to be. Finally I was a story producer. I had more responsibility but I wasn’t in charge. I spent hours satisfying the bigwigs at the upper level. Did I want to reach that upper echelon where I called all the shots or was that delusional? Afterall, the executive producers still had to answer to the networks. And weren’t we all slaves to the ratings? Did I even want to stay in Reality TV? Not knowing where I wanted to go, tired, and stressed to breaking, I let everything drop. Another story producer wrangled into my position. I felt betrayed by my boss, deflated and defeated. That’s what happens when you bounce off a wall, you fall to the ground. But there’s always one part of me that doesn’t let go entirely, and it’s that part of me that starting adding books to my Amazon wishlist like, Secrets of Millionaire Woman and How to Pitch Like a Girl. I wanted power back in my life and I was searching for ways to get it.
I’m always open to spiritual adventures but at that point, I was desperate. I didn’t see the point of anything. I wanted control back in my life. I had given too much away – sacrificed too much of myself and my integrity for my so-called career. I got a massage at one of my favorite places in Pasadena. My massage therapist told me about a shaman that built an energy shield for her. She said he literally built a shield where she could feel her spine being supported. Having a spine, I thought, was what I needed.
What I got from Vinny, the Shaman, was an intense energy clearing. He relayed some information, not all of which I felt was one hundred percent, but most importantly out of it, he told me about my spirit guides. He also recommended a book called The Path to Empowerment. Empowerment was what I needed. Knowing that I was tired and befuddled, Vinney’s parting words to me were these, “You have so much to offer.” I shrugged my tired shoulders and thought, “Yes, but what is it that I want to offer?” That question was the first step I took in figuring out what I truly wanted to do with my life.
Following Vinny’s suggestion, I got Path to Empowerment. The Path to Empowerment it turns out is to know we are in charge and we create everything in our lives. We need to watch our thoughts because with them, we create our reality. I just had my first lesson in manifesting.
I’m always open to spiritual adventures but at that point, I was desperate. I didn’t see the point of anything. I wanted control back in my life. I had given too much away – sacrificed too much of myself and my integrity for my so-called career. I got a massage at one of my favorite places in Pasadena. My massage therapist told me about a shaman that built an energy shield for her. She said he literally built a shield where she could feel her spine being supported. Having a spine, I thought, was what I needed.
What I got from Vinny, the Shaman, was an intense energy clearing. He relayed some information, not all of which I felt was one hundred percent, but most importantly out of it, he told me about my spirit guides. He also recommended a book called The Path to Empowerment. Empowerment was what I needed. Knowing that I was tired and befuddled, Vinney’s parting words to me were these, “You have so much to offer.” I shrugged my tired shoulders and thought, “Yes, but what is it that I want to offer?” That question was the first step I took in figuring out what I truly wanted to do with my life.
Following Vinny’s suggestion, I got Path to Empowerment. The Path to Empowerment it turns out is to know we are in charge and we create everything in our lives. We need to watch our thoughts because with them, we create our reality. I just had my first lesson in manifesting.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Why a manifesting blog
Here's why I'm doing a manifesting blog
In June of 2007, I took my first step to proactively living. I learned to manifest, in a very active way, the things I wanted in my life. Because the change in my life effected me so profoundly, I wanted to share each step. For now, the blog format seems the most palatable but I feel this project will turn into a book at some point. And I would love for anyone who happens upon this blog to share their own success stories.
As unique as each human being is, the Universe responds in kind by delivering to what is most appropriate for us. To say it another way, there isn't a one piece fits all answer for a specific ask. So what I ask and receive won't necessarily be the same time-frame and deliverance as someone else. However, for me, it's always inspiring to hear how the Universe has delivered an ask for someone. It shows the endless possibilities that truly exist. And I hope this blog inspires everyone to ask for what we want.
In June of 2007, I took my first step to proactively living. I learned to manifest, in a very active way, the things I wanted in my life. Because the change in my life effected me so profoundly, I wanted to share each step. For now, the blog format seems the most palatable but I feel this project will turn into a book at some point. And I would love for anyone who happens upon this blog to share their own success stories.
As unique as each human being is, the Universe responds in kind by delivering to what is most appropriate for us. To say it another way, there isn't a one piece fits all answer for a specific ask. So what I ask and receive won't necessarily be the same time-frame and deliverance as someone else. However, for me, it's always inspiring to hear how the Universe has delivered an ask for someone. It shows the endless possibilities that truly exist. And I hope this blog inspires everyone to ask for what we want.
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