⭒ shifting diary entry ⭒
i felt myself in a place that was not my brain. it feels like your inner voice or mental dialogue, sinks into your core. it's different than falling asleep, which feels almost like losing control. the train of thought blurs into invisibility, whereas this time i was observing, flowing until some loud thought of mine -- not the realization that i was doing this -- swung my awareness back into place. and all i've been doing is… nothing. i'm being the most lazy manifestor/shifter ever! and it's working! i tell myself if i want it i already have it, that the thought of wanting something is enough for it to manifest into my life. let desires pass by, knowing you'll have them









