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Originally Posted by Acting Like Godot  Moonrambler, what other areas of your life have you tried to do IM in, apart from money? How did you fare then? |
I think my first experience with actual focused purposeful IM was while reading a book called something like "The Lazy Man's Way to Riches," which had a section about affirmations, which the author called declarations. This was probably in September of that year. I wrote up some of my own declarations on index cards and I would read them every morning. I was staying in Idaho at the time with a friend from my hometown, and I had been moving around and traveling and living like a gypsy. One of my declarations was, "I live in a place I really like, where I have good close friends, and fulfilling work I really like." What I expected was that I would finally move somewhere that all this would come true. As late as January I was still looking for somewhere to move to, and I was thinking about Phoenix. Then in January or February I got offered a limited-term position at the university, which was (and still is to this day) the coolest job I ever had. I absolutely loved it. And through that job, I met a woman who became one of my best friends. And then I realized I had actually fallen in love with the town too. It was rather amazing to me how that affirmation had worked out, very differently than I had expected, but perfectly.
Sometimes it seems so easy, things just happen even when it looks like they can't. Once I had another limited-term position at another university, and it was due to end because they had run out of the money budgeted for the job, and I was bummed because I really liked this job, and I wrote in my journal, "I really wish something would work out so I could stay there longer." The next thing I knew, my boss had negotiated with another department so he got some of their budget money and I was able to stay on for another semester.
Again, usually it seems like things just seem to happen. I have a friend who got into serious financial problems and got his truck repossessed last year. He went around without a vehicle for months and months. I didn't tell anybody about this because it was horribly embarrassing for him. Once upon a time, I had sold a $5,000 car for $500 to one of my best friends, a single mom who'd just graduated from college at age 40 and was up to her neck in student loans. She drove this car for 10 years and then last summer decided she was going to get a different car. She told me she was thinking of giving the old car to some charity or other rather than trade it in, and at that point I told her that this friend of ours hadn't been able to keep up with his truck payments so he had to give it up. And she gave the car back to me, and I'm letting him use it, and in return he's paying the insurance for both my cars.
Now, it isn't like every single thing I ever wanted has worked out, but sometimes it seems so easy and weird how simple it is, how things just fall into place.
Since all this financial b.s. has been going on, I've had some things happen through IM in regard to making payment arrangements for things. Typically people tell me there is absolutely no way they can make payment arrangements, and then magically, the next thing I know I've got payment arrangments. But you know what -- I have had it up to here with payment arrangements. Wouldn't it just be lots easier to get the money and pay everybody, poof? Instead of having to constantly expend all this time and energy negotiating with everybody to delay my responsibilities? It's like a very stressful roller coaster and I don't want to do this anymore. I just want the money.
And I don't know how to make it just "happen," the way these other things and multitudes of others just happen. I wish I could make it happen the way the radio flows with me. The radio constantly flows with me. It's hysterical. I've mentioned several of these events on here because it's almost daily. Yesterday, when I was so bummed out all day over this money debacle, I went to the post office and I started griping about gas prices. It felt GREAT to finally ♥♥♥♥♥ about something, when I've spent months being so freakin' positive all the time trying to get LoA to do something for me. And the clerk and I stood there and bitched and bitched about gas prices for like 10 minutes. It felt GREAT. I went back to the car and turned it on, and Mick Jaggar was singing, "It's a GAS GAS GAS!!!!"
Boy, I wish I could go into the post office and ♥♥♥♥♥ about money for 10 minutes and go out to my car and find $8,000 sitting on the seat! But what I get is Dire Straits singing "Money for Nothing"! Maybe I could go on David Letterman and do Stupid Human Tricks. I've thought of taking on James Randi's challenge by conjuring up songs, but then when I tried to do this intentionally, it all completely fell apart. Then I just get the universe fooling with me. I don't get the specific song, I get other songs by the same artist or songs with a similar title or songs from the same year, etc. James Randi ain't gonna go for that! I couldn't even manifest a set of twins the other day, for Pete's sake. Instead, everywhere I went, I kept seeing the name of some town near my hometown, even though I had not been thinking about it or anything. It just kept appearing for no apparent reason. And then it stopped, for no apparent reason.
I've mentioned before how easy it is to IM a penny. All you have to do is put $10.01 of gas in your tank, go inside and hand the clerk $11. They are totally happy to hand you back your $1 and take a penny from the penny cup. They want to do this, they like doing this. Yesterday I manifested two pennies because I got $10.02 of gas (prices are so high it's really hard to get it to land at an even number anymore), and I handed her ten bucks and a nickel, and she still handed back the nickel and took two cents from the penny cup, because they enjoy doing this. I said to her, "Cool!!"
One day I was walking along a lakeshore and I was having an idea of "treasure." I just kept thinking "treasure," like a mantra, and it was the most bizarre thing, a $20 bill washed up on the shore. I couldn't believe it. And . . . I've never been able to repeat that experience.
I have no idea how to translate any of this into manifesting an extra $8,000. You would think after eight months of this, I would have that extra $8,000, and it would be just sitting there on my dining room table. When if I want a job to last longer, all I have to do is write once in a journal, "I wish something would happen so I could have the job longer." If all I usually have to do is fling the wish out into the ether, or read an affirmation on an index card for a few months, how come the universe does not want me to get on my feet financially? Why does it continue to be so flippin' hard?