Manifesting Stories

I find that when we share our stories, energy goes up and group energy can be powerful.  It must be because we are focusing on good or the divine, which seems magical to me.  That is how I came up with the name of my company.  Later when I read the book Simple Abundance I found that the author felt the same way.  The coincidences or the synchronistic experiences are just God or the creative force making things happen.  I find that when I ask and wait for answers, I get them.  Most people go on their merry way and forget to ask.  How many times do I ask?  This is a common question.  My answer is, “Once.”  The reason being that when we ask too many times we end up stepping in to control the situation and we are back to mistrusting which is why we think we have to do more.  Waiting for answers can take patience, but it is worth the time it takes.

Here are some experiences that have happened to me when practicing manifesting.  I first began to realize that this method of visualizing was spiritual one day before I went to my church service at Unity.  I decided to ask for more hugs that day -- I could see in my mind people hugging me and saying, “We love you Joan.”  I was young and that’s what I wanted.  It came to the time during the service we give each other a handshake or a hug and I couldn’t believe it -- people lined up single file to “Hug Joan”.  Wow!  I was convinced I was on the right track.

That same year, I played a nun in the comedy “Nunsense”.  I was tired from all the shows we had put on.  I got in the car and asked to go somewhere where I could feel energized.  The next thing you know I am driving to Maryland.  I stopped to eat a crab cake when I saw a sign saying “St. Mary’s County”.  Now some may think, “Who would be dumb enough to get in a car not knowing where they are going?”  I’m telling you that taking these kind of chances or risks, as some my say, is what opens the world up for those special experiences that are magical -- like fairy tales.
 
I remembered that Camp Maria was in St. Mary’s County.  That was where I had learned to swim and canoe as a child.  As a matter of fact, a nun in full habit turned over a canoe with four of us in it to teach us survival skills.  I asked  at a restaurant if Camp Maria still existed.  “Yes, it is a retreat center now.”  I found out how to get there and off I went.

The bay was as beautiful as I had remembered.  I spent some time looking at the cabins where I had spent my summers and reminisced.  It was so peaceful and quiet, just what I felt I needed.  I was back to a place where I felt safe and loved.  I walked into the kitchen and there, to my surprise, was a nun who I remembered and she remembered me.  We hugged and she laughed at the time when I had a radio late at night and all she could hear was a scream from our cabin.  It was the night that the first man had walked on the moon.  I had about three friends up on the top bunk listening quietly when we all yelled at once, “A man walked on the moon!”  “Wow, we blew it,” we all thought.  A chorus of laughing nuns filled the air and we were told to quietly go back to sleep.  Life is full of surprises and I was playing the part of a nun years later.  An interesting part of this story is I was asked to play it -- I never auditioned.

I have always loved to sing.  One of the nuns in camp used to play the guitar and we would all sing folk songs.  She inspired me to learn the guitar as a teen.  My friends would get together and jam.  Joan Baez  was my favorite artist at the time and I loved singing her songs since I had a soprano voice.  When I got to college at a small liberal arts college, Catawba College in North Carolina, my friends would ask me to sing them to sleep.  I would sit in the middle of the hall and sing for them. At seventeen, I was the dorm counselor so I had my own room.  This gave me a chance to connect.  We had a coffee house on campus, where students would gather and talk and listen to music, sometimes live and other times the radio.  I was asked to sing some Friday nights there.  I loved the atmosphere.  The lights were low and we had a small stage in a wooden building, like a cabin. One time I was singing and I felt an energy flow through me that felt different that any before. Students gathered around me to ask if I was channeling a singer.  To this day I don't know who it was or if divine spirit became my voice but it felt different...like angels were singing through me....

This story is also about singing. When I saw Funny Girl, I knew Barbara Streisand had a unique spark that would make her famous.  I loved singing her songs in my twenties and would have so much fun just blaring out some of the notes in my own room.  My friends would ask me to sing songs to them that they enjoyed.  One day, twenty years later I was in my friends swimming pool when I said to her that I would pay 100 dollars if Barbara Streisand ever went on tour.  About a month later, I heard sure enough that she had decided to face her fear of the stage and perform for us.  I was getting my master's in counseling and a friend explained that to get a good seat you had to pay $350.00.  Wow -- that was so much money for one concert, I thought at the time.  I just didn't have it to pay all at once. I was painting my bookcase of a 1960's rented home I was living in, when I decided to pray.  I asked God that, if at all possible, could I go to the concert? My imagination went wild.  I saw myself very close to the stage sitting with a music lover.  About ten minutes later, I received a phone call from a lady I knew from counseling. "Joan, I have an extra ticket to the Streisand Concert.  Do you want it?"  "Yes, but how do I pay you?"  Don't worry, she told me, I could pay her payments.  Later, I found out that a friend was going to buy it as a gift for me because she knew how much I liked Barbara Streisand.

Well, these are a few stories for you to think about.  I’m beginning way back when I first started to manifest by choice.  I’m sure you have some experiences to share.  Feel free to write me at JoanMarie5@aol.com and we can raise the energy of the planet with our special stories.