How I manifested my dream life

Dear Highriselines, this is the story of how I manifested my dream life

The last time someone told me about faith and manifestation, I walked out on them in mid-sentence.

I didn’t believe in such nonsense. I didn’t want to hear about how when you believe in something with your whole heart, it would come to pass. To me, that was utter bullshit to me.

Not until I became a believer in the very thing that I despised with all my heart.

I just finished college and I had no clue what to do next. I got my degree in Education but I didn’t want to start working immediately. I just felt that something was missing in my life and I had to find out what it was.

All my life, I have always struggled to get what I wanted. Sometimes, I felt like I was doing much more work than every other person but getting less results when compared to them.

At that point, I never realized that I was so negative and I disqualified myself before anyone would.

I went around with the mindset that there was bad in every good and even more bad in every bad.

Now that I think about it, I understand that I have been a poison to my own self, my negativity became a poison to my soul and I was always in a constant state of self sabotage.

People will often ask me why I was being so negative and I would think they were not just realistic enough.

I failed to realize that we create our own reality through our thoughts and so it was no surprise why my life was as difficult as it was.

My healing started on a rainy morning when I dragged my tired feet into a cafe for some coffee and snacks.

As I sat down at a corner with my coffee, I noticed there was an older lady beside me.

She caught my eye because she carried herself with such grace that when I compared myself with her, I felt like I was too young to not be graceful. She had a smile on her face as she sipped her coffee.

I was still staring at her, enraptured as I drank my coffee. Just then, she turned and her eyes met mine. Impulsively, I smiled at her and she returned it with an even wider smile and we started small talk.

She told me she was waiting for her husband who had gone to get her a few things.

She asked me what my next plan was and I told her I didn’t know, that I was just a wanderer and she laughed.

She asked what I would ask for if I had no fear and if I was certain that what I wanted would be granted to me.

I thought for some time and told her that my dream has always been to travel to at least 50 different countries before I got a job but that I knew it wasn’t possible because how on earth would I be able to fund it?

She smiled and told me that it was possible and I should keep an open mind. She began to talk about how powerful the mind is and how what is seen was made out of what wasn’t visible. That was the last thing I wanted to hear.

I really didn’t like it when people talked weirdly. Something in me seemed to resent it but I respected the woman enough to keep listening to her.

She said she had believed for and manifested her current lifestyle, her children and even her husband. In my heart, I laughed at her.

To me, everything she said was bullshit but I pretended that I was really listening. Her husband soon came, a fine gentleman, and led her out. She bade me goodbye and I was relieved because what was all these strange talks?

I soon forgot all about the woman, and one day, I was at a store when a young lady came in laughing and browsing through the cosmetics section. She picked up soap, cream and toiletries and started talking to me excitedly about how that very morning, she had been broke but still had enough faith to believe that she wouldn’t sleep hungry that night and then a gentleman had just stopped by and handed her cash saying he felt she needed it. That was it!

“You should have seen my face, I was…”

I didn’t listen to the rest of what she said because I walked away in annoyance.

A few days later in my room, I was alone with my thoughts and decided to actually try out what all these faith, belief and manifestation was all about.

I bought spiritual books and related books and began to learn. My faith began to grow and my mindset started to change.

I don’t want to bore you with the details but I want to let you know that one year and six months later, I have traveled to 20 countries and counting.

I am still on my journey and I have continued to believe and manifest.

These are real guys. Believe today. This is how I manifested my dream life

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