I took this photo the other night while lying outside to wait for the Perseid meteor shower. Even though it was only 10:30, I saw THREE! giant, sparkling, zooming shooting “stars” that were undeniably real. By real, I mean sometimes it seems like you see a shooting star from the corner of your eye, but no, these were right in my face. I was actually too surprised to make a wish then. But I realize my whole life, and probably yours too, is the result of wishes I have made. My children, my home, my garden, my books, my friends…I’ve been very lucky, but also very wishful.
Just last year, I remember lying on my couch and wishing I had more people in my life to help me cook sometimes. Not to lessen the load, but to have more fun in the kitchen. And this summer has been filled with family and friends sharing the joys of cooking (and the lesser joy of cleaning the kitchen and taking out the compost).
Wishes have power!
We are heading into the last two weeks of summer in this part of the world. The two weeks where everyone who can is either on a vacation or harvesting in the garden, and hopefully enjoying some water play. (My freezer is already filled with tomato sauce, and the tomatoes are still coming in with a vengeance! Today, I will be clearing out the things that are done to make space for fall plantings.)
So if you are reading this, make a wish! Make a wish for you. Something personal and pleasurable. Sure, we can all wish for world peace. And we should. But start small. Start close to home. Start with something inside your heart and soul. Just make sure you wish for something POSITIVE.
And then believe that wishes really do come true. Because they do.
XOXOXOXOXO
M
My "wish" is manifesting after a lot of inner work on myself and taking opportunities that the Universe has presented to me. Of course, like everyone, there is always more inner work to be done
I am happy with the pace it is unveiling
So my wish is for everyone's wish to come true, for the Highest good of everyone involved in their desires.
About every five years, I sit down and sketch out the next five. Where will I be? What studies will I have finished? What videos will I have made? What will I have written? Then I tuck the list away. Years later, I pull it out. I’ve never managed to do it all, but I’ve finished most of it—or made real progress. It’s less a checklist than a compass and it’s kept me moving in the right direction.