Unleashed.
Meet my girls, Dixie and Vienna.
They are two, wildly different pups.
Dixie is my type-A blonde who is fiercely independent, guards the house with her life, and will come to you when she’s ready.
Vienna is my brunette who you would imagine wearing a sombrero on the beach smoking weed with Matthew McConaughey and you wouldn’t ask questions.
Because I love them more than life itself, I’m very protective of them.
I worry about them.
I never want them to get out of the front door even though they would never run away.
I cook food for them versus giving them kibble because I wholeheartedly believe dogs weren’t put on this earth to eat that crap.
I talk to them all day long.
Yep, that’s me!
Rewind…
Last night I had a moment.
I went to dinner with my husband, and I told him I was feeling like there’s a lot going on in my head to the point where I could feel my pulse in my noggin.
You know what I mean?
At the beginning of the week, I set a very lofty goal for myself financially.
I truly have zero way of making this goal, but I took a page from Amanda Frances’ playbook and started writing down the number I want to manifest, and have been deducting from that number slowly every time I receive money to see that it’s coming in.
It’s helping a lot.
But yesterday I got in my head…
If I don’t make this goal, then it doesn’t work.
And if this doesn’t work, then that means I’m not able to pay this much on a bill like I had planned.
And if I can’t meet my goals, then this isn’t working.
And if I tell myself, it’s not working, then the universe is listening to me, and it really won’t work.
And if my attitude is so pessimistic, then it really REALLY won’t work.
And because it’s not working, I don’t know what to write about.
Hold the freaking phone, Aly.
A BIG COMPONENT of putting things in your universe is having faith in knowing the universe is giving you exactly what you asked for… or something more aligned with you.
Fast forward to this morning.
I'm sitting at our dining table doing day 3 of my taxes (when you own a small business it takes a while, and when you decide to be unorganized and go through all your finances at once, it really takes a while).
Dixie-girl keeps pawing at my leg to go for a walk.
She loves it.
She struts what her mama gave her (me) and shows everyone who queen B is (her).
Meanwhile, Vienna isn’t sure which way is up. I love her.
I finally said, “FINE Dixie let’s go even though I want to get these freaking taxes done.”
(Dixie speaks English, by the way, so she understands me completely.)
I pull out my shoes which sends Dixie spinning in circles, strap my girls into their harnesses and we start walking.
When I walk my girls, I give them plenty of leash.
It drives my husband crazy, but I’m actually training them to listen to me when I do that.
I’m no dog trainer, but it’s working for me, so I’m going with it.
The more leash I give them, the more they listen.
I don’t pull them.
I don’t yell at them.
I simply say they’re name, and they look back at me.
When there’s a fork in the road, they look back at me like, mama do we go this way or that way? and wait for me to nod in the direction.
Did I tell you they’re geniuses? It must be the food I cook for them.
Anyway, today as we’re walking, I get this random hunch to let Dixie off her leash and practice listening to me the whole way home.
So naturally my body starts sweating (as if it wasn’t already… south Florida, hello…), and I instantly start thinking of:
Her running away.
A car coming.
One of the 15 street cats coming out of a bush screaming bloody murder sending Dixie into a tailspin leaving me laying in the fetal position on the ground thinking WHAT HAVE I DONE?!
Then it hit me.
Listening to hits from your angels, guides, God, higher self … WHATEVER you want to call it, gives you the steps you need to take in achieving what you’re trying to manifest.
But you have to have faith in the steps they’re showing you.
So, we got to our block, and I thought screw it here we go… faith.
I take Dixie off the leash, and she starts walking a little faster and her tail is wagging like there’s a treat in front of her.
She veers off course just a little, but nothing out of the ordinary if she would have had her leash on.
I said her name, and she looked at me and got right back on track.
We passed another house.
Same thing.
She goes on their grass.
I say her name.
She comes right back to me.
Her training has worked! (Insert mischievous smile and twiddling fingers here)
We are three houses away and I keep telling her she’s a good girl and I’m so proud of her and her tail’s just wagging as she skips all the way home listening to me the entire way.
THAT, my friend, was having faith.
I got the hit to do this out of nowhere, something I would never ever ever do, and this was my chance to prove I had faith in listening to my angels (you know, all the peeps or whatever feels good to you. I say angels or “my peeps”).
And she freaking did it! We did it.
So, the universe is funny that way, right?
I was feeling discouraged about potentially not meeting my financial goal, which, I’m more than halfway there, still have clients the remainder of the week, and am allowing the universe to surprise me in other ways which the money can come in, and my peeps show up and give me a lesson in faith that I wasn’t expecting.
It was the wakeup call I needed as a reminder that listening to hunches and having faith are the two most important steps in manifesting.
In my best Charlie’s Angels voice: Thank you, angels!
**disclaimer: this is not me telling you to let your dog off it's leash if you don't feel comfortable. I am not responsible for your babies**
PUT IT IN YOUR UNIVERSE:
Think of something that seems almost too good to be true, but a real desire.
Give yourself a reasonable timeframe that you can get behind.
Acknowledge every hunch you get and follow through (write them down in your phone or in a journal the second they happen)
Have faith in each step shown and thank your peeps for their guidance.
