“One of the key things for manifesting is to have the end result in mind. If you want to create something see it complete and then walk backwards. See it, feel it, have the experience of how it feels in the sentient body, because if you see it complete you will feel it complete. What does that mean? It is already in the wave.  
Energy has patterns, it is either particles or waves. Particles are the dense energy in physical form. Waves are in thought form, they are not yet in this reality. Everything begins with a thought that is inserted into the waves, and then becomes a reality.
When you see something complete and whole in your mind’s eye and you see it in the waves, that means somewhere in the Universe you have created it. Now it is just about bringing it into the particles.”
 - Red Feather

It is that last sentence, “Now it is just about bringing it into the particles,” that is the clincher, at least for me. I have been working with my affirmations and my vision board for a while now. I’ve seen movement.

Money for the weekend workshop I wanted to attend showed up just in time. I went on a wonderful sacred journey to Iceland.  Ideas for the blog have been pouring in.

I’ve been feeling happy and energized, excited about all I’m creating in my life. I’ve been feeling grateful and inspired.

According to Abraham-Hicks that’s a good start. 
“Let your alignment (with Well-Being) be first and foremost, and let everything else be secondary. And not only will you have an eternally joyous journey, but everything you have ever imagined will flow effortlessly into your experience. There is nothing you cannot be or do or have—but your dominant intent is to be joyful. The doing and the having will come into alignment once you get that one down.”

Still, I get to feeling impatient! Do you? It’s as if I can feel everything I want about to pop into reality. I can almost taste it. Each of my goals/intentions becoming more and more real to me.

Abraham-Hicks has this to say about that,
“When it feels like the next logical step – then it comes right in. So your work, as you stand in the absence of something wanted is to pretend it, to imagine it, to become so familiar with the essence of what it would feel like when it comes, that even though it hasn’t come, you still feel good.”

Impatience in manifesting is motivated by fear, fear that we won’t be able to manifest what we intend. That fear puts the brakes on what we want to manifest. It does so because the fear that we won’t be able to manifest what we want is a very different energy than trusting that we will manifest what we want.

When we’re feeling impatient we’re sending a vibration of fear out to the Universe. When we do that, we’re tuned to a very different frequency than what it is that we want.

What can we do about that?

We allow ourselves to delight in the journey just as much as the destination. It is absolutely possible to do so.

When you are working toward a much-desired goal, whether it be attending a special workshop, replacing the windows in your house, taking that trip out West, writing a book, whatever it is, each day you show up and take steps one at a time toward your goal. Then you trust and release the outcome to the Universe.

You allow yourself to enjoy the whole process from the initial intent, the researching and planning, taking whatever action steps you can each day and imagining how good you will feel as you have achieved your goal. The whole journey can be fun. It can be a delight.

After all, isn’t life more about the journey than the destination? Why not enjoy the journey?

"When you give up your intoxication of the manifestation and you let the conjuring of the emotion be the manifestation that you're looking for, then you have accomplished instant manifestation.

And you say: 'but what about the car, what about the new lover, what about the improved health?' And we say: if you make your emotion conditional upon it coming, it can’t come if your emotion is tied to it.

We have to convince you that the manifestation doesn't matter, before the manifestation can happen. What you want is the feeling of it, and when you find the feeling of it, the grid will fill in with the specifics of it. But if the specifics of it are so important that you're all bent out of shape because the specifics of it haven't filled in yet, then you don't find the vibrational feeling place of it. Then the grid doesn't fill in. Isn't that interesting? You've got to find the feeling of it, and when you find the feeling of it, then it's the next logical step."
-Abraham-Hicks

So, our job is to show up each day. Have fun with the imagining process. Enjoy the feeling of our affirmations, love our vision boards, delight in the action steps we take each day toward our goal.  

Then our subconscious, conscious and Higher Self are in alignment. Our energy is attuned to what it is we intend. The ‘particles’ fall into place. Our intuition guides us to what we need to do along the way. The ‘grid’ is filled in, and we’re living what we have intended.

“Belief will open the door, faith will help you see the light, but trust will lead you to the promised land.” 
― Charles F. Glassman, Brain Drain The Breakthrough That Will Change Your Life

I woke that morning feeling good. My husband, Peter was already up. I could hear the clatter of pans in the kitchen.

“Dadu! Dadu!” Eden’s high, excited voice carried from upstairs, calling his grandfather.

My daughter and grandchildren were staying with us. I could hear giggles from Sophia and Eden as they ran down the stairs.

Heavier, more purposeful steps sounded from the bedroom overhead and then down the stairs and moving toward the kitchen.

‘Everyone’s up. I’d better get out there,’ I thought. I felt the need to rush out to the kitchen, take charge and make sure that everyone was happy and cared for. It weighed on me. I felt my morning glow dim.

‘Wait,’ I remembered, ‘Trust God.’

With that I decided to trust that everyone would be fine if I took the time I needed to feel ready for the day. I stretched luxuriantly under my down comforter and relaxed in bed for another few minutes.

‘Trust God,’ I reminded myself again with a smile, as I got out of bed and pulled the bed clothes up and arranged the pillows. I chose clothes for the day and went into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later I emerged fully dressed, hair still wet and walked into the kitchen, feeling great.

Eden came running to greet me.
“Good morning my Lovie,” I said.

“Mima! Wha’ happen to you hair?” Eden gestured wildly at my head with both arms, his eyes opened wide in surprise.

I knelt down in front of him, laughing.
“It’s still wet from the shower. Here, feel it.”
Eden touched the back of my head. “Wet!”

“I’ll dry it after breakfast. Did you have breakfast already?”
He nodded solemnly.

“What did you have?”
Eden leaned into my arms smiling and said, “Pea-but ‘n jel.”

Alexandar, the youngest, turned from where he was exploring the contents of a kitchen cabinet and crawled rapidly toward Eden and I. As soon as he was within grabbing distance, he pulled himself upright and leaned into me, fussing to be picked up. I put an arm around him and pulled him close.

“Mima, want to see the drawing I’m making? It’s a sun and it has teeth. See? Teeth,” said six year old Sophia, proudly holding up her picture from where she sat at the kitchen counter and looking at it.

“Turn it around, Honey, so I can see it.”
Sophia turned the picture around and I admired the sun with teeth.

“Mom, could you take the baby while I get the kids dressed? I’ve got to be in town at 9,” asked Ana.

“Sophia! Eden! Upstairs!” She said as she headed to the stairs.

“Sure, I'll grab some breakfast and he can share it with me,” I answered to Ana’s retreating back.
 “Peter? Can you hold him while I get some food?”

“Eggs in the oven,” said Peter absently. He reached for the baby from where he sat in the wing chair by the patio door, the sleeve on his fuzzy bathrobe slipping down his arm. He held his phone in his other hand studying it intently. Then he put the phone down on the table next to the chair and sat Alexandar on his knees.

“Hey Buddy!” He bounced the baby on his knees and Alexandar smiled. He bounced him some more and Alexandar laughed then threw himself at his grandfather hugging him fiercely.

I reached into the oven, gratefully retrieving the plate of scrambled eggs and poured myself some tea, carrying both over to the table.

“I’ll just get a spoon, then I can take him.”

With baby and spoons I sat at the table. Alexandar leaned from my lap reaching for the plate of eggs. I spooned up a small bite and evading his grasping hands touched it to his lips. He opened his mouth slowly and allowed the bite entry.

“Good huh?”

Alexandar swallowed and reached again for the plate. I put another  bite of eggs on the spoon. He ate the eggs and reached out for more. I put the spoon in his hand with a small amount of egg. He stuffed it into his mouth.

I took a bite of eggs for myself and Alexandar watched the spoon all the way from the plate to my mouth, looking at first hopeful and then disappointed.

Smiling, I gave him another bite, and sipped my tea. We continued in this way until the plate was clean.

“Let’s get you cleaned up now so you can go with Mummy.”

Shortly thereafter, Alexandar was happily scrambling up the stairs with me close behind.

“We’re just ready Mom. I’ll be right down,” called Ana from the guestroom.

Sophia appeared at the top of the stairs, looking pretty in matching pink pants and top. She joined me with Alexandar half-way down the stairs.

“Hi there, pretty girl! Ready to go?”

“Uh-huh, but I just have to get my book,” said Sophia, already racing back up the stairs.

Eden appeared at the top of the stairs, dressed and flying a small, wooden airplane through the air.

“OK, let’s go everyone!” Said Ana arriving beside Eden and scooping up the baby from where he had reached the top of the stairs.

The four of them thudded down the stairs and trooped out the front door.

“Bye Mima! Bye Dadu!”

“Bye,” yelled Peter from the next room.
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“Have a good day!” I answered, settling myself on the bottom step.
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“Trust God indeed,” I sighed,  a smile playing about my lips.