Coraline Literally Shifted To A Better Cr Dr And They STILL Have The Audacity To Say Shifting Is Fake.

Just for context, or visuals, or just because I want to show you— here are the vibes for both my hogwarts realities (ft. a glimpse at what my scripts look like kinda not really)

There are no obstacles to overcome. There are no battles to fight. There are no walls to break. What’s the point of seeking a solution when there was never a problem to begin with? Your desires are yours the moment you decide they are and that’s final. Everything that follows is irrelevant. - 𝜗𝜚

where is the stuff that i manifested?

why is my reality lagging? why am i, the divine, the ordained, the girl on the hill, not seeing the thing i have declared mine? i have sat in the temple of assumption. i have dined with the lords of the quantum realm. i have whispered my desires into the cosmos like a mistress to the moon. so where the fuck is it?

breathe. inhale. exhale. do not become a tragic greek figure, clawing at the sky, cursing the gods, wailing into the abyss. you are not sisyphus. you are not icarus. you are, in fact, the universe wearing a silly little meatsuit. and the universe is not incompetent.

but let’s get clinical. let’s get ruthless. let’s get biblical.

i , are you checking the 3d like a victorian wife checking the window for her husband’s ship? if you keep looking at the 3d for confirmation, you are living in the state of lack. and what does the 3d do? it mirrors. so if you live in the state of “where is it,” the 3d will say, “where is what” right back to you. congrats, you’ve manifested a waiting room. enjoy the grey chairs and outdated magazines.

ii , are you persisting or are you pouting? manifestation is not a negotiation. you do not get to sit across from the universe like a hostile business partner, arms crossed, demanding results before you believe. belief is the contract. assumption is the currency. you are either in the state of the wish fulfilled, or you are outside in the cold, shivering, looking through the window at your desire having a candlelit dinner without you.

iii , are you declaring or are you begging? the universe does not respond to “please, oh mighty forces, grant me this one thing.” the universe responds to, “this is mine because i said so.” you do not ask. you do not hope. you do not weep at the altar. you declare.

iv , are you actually embodying it? or are you just thinking about it in a cute way? imagining yourself as the version of you who has it is not a one-time aesthetic exercise. it is a full-body possession. the reality in which you have it is the real reality. this one, the one that says you don’t, is the illusion. the question is, which one do you choose to believe?

v , are you reacting to the 3d like it’s god? the 3d is old news. the 3d is a corpse. the 3d is a polaroid of a moment that has already passed. if you react to it, if you bow to it, if you let it dictate your inner world, you are breathing life back into the past instead of standing in the present, drenched in your fulfilled desire, dripping in inevitability.

vi , do you actually think it’s yours? or do you just want it? wanting is not having. wanting is the antithesis of having. wanting says, “this is separate from me.” having says, “it is done.” when you order food at a restaurant, you do not sit there worrying that it won’t come. you just know it’s on the way. so why are you treating your desire like a lost package instead of an assured delivery?

the 3d will fold. it will bend to your assumption like a devout disciple. but only if you hold the line. only if you refuse to be swayed by what is already dead. only if you walk like the god you are, not the peasant you fear you might be.

your desire is yours. it always was. the question is, will you finally start acting like it?

idea inspired by @scentedpeachlandcreator !!!!!! go check her out right neow .

Typical conversation between me and my best friend:

Me: “hear me out— Minecraft server in my hogwarts dr.”

Them: “Who would get blown up by a creeper?”

Me: “… Draco, obviously.”

Think as if you have it and you do. All other rules are just assumptions that you've built about manifestation

HOW to stop coming from a state of lack? Show me your ways master Emma

same . i am currently attempting to repair my soul using a roll of glitter tape and derealised self-talk, so like. welcome to the coven.

but. you are not lacking. you are looping.

lack is a trick of the light, and the light is currently being filtered through like… your seventh grade math trauma and whatever weird alchemical slop your brain decided to stew together from three unhealed tiktok videos and one badly-scripted childhood memory. you’re not lacking. you’re remembering something wrong.

manifesting / shifting from lack is like baking a cake while crying about how you don’t have a cake. girl you are the cake. you're literally in the oven. you’re halfway frosted. like yeah it feels hot and sticky and stupid in here but that’s just because you’re becoming dessert. trust the process

it’s not about trying to get something. it’s about being the version of you who already has it.

start assuming. start lying (but sexy). your current life is just fanfiction of the life you actually have, and every time you remember that, you shift. assume it’s done, assume it’s easy, assume you always get what you want.

you’re not waiting for it to happen. you’re relaxing into the fact that it already did. your desire isn’t a gap. it’s a memory.

and i’m hugging you now. it’s already done. you’ve already shifted. we’re just waiting for the light to catch up. <3

p.s. you’re not manifesting from lack anymore because we killed the idea of “lack” in a basement with a philosophy degree and a glock. i love when we commit semantic murder for healing. anyway. go be ethereal now. go be deeply, disgustingly abundant.

one of my favourite things about both my hogwarts drs is literally Harry Potter himself.

That man is a SLUT. I mean a S L U T.

He was raised by Sirius Black, okay? He is going to be a menace to society and I literally cannot wait— and I’ve known him all my life so you know I will be hearing about everything (and everyone) he does. He will yap in too much detail and I’m honestly here for it.

I need to intro these drs fully because amongst the angst is comical genius and I want to tell you all about it— so stay tuned.

the amount of research I put into establishing the timeline of a dr is astounding— more effort than I ever put into school

ever since i started viewing my daydreams about my reality as memories and my script as my diary where i recount things about my reality — everything has started to feel even more real to me.

i no longer doubt myself being there because of the fact that i can see it in my mind. i can see myself there, which means it’s possible. it has to happen because i’m quite literally already there. you are too.

i also no longer feel like certain things i script is weird or out of place. because when i write it down, i’m literally just journaling about my reality. that’s just how things are there. simple thoughts, but very comforting to me 🫶🏻

the sisyphus delusion. . . drop the boulder and shift realities.

sisyphus had one job. one brutal, mindless, soul-crunching job. roll the rock up the hill, watch it roll back down, repeat. camus, bless his french-algerian heart, tells us sisyphus is happy because he chooses to be. because he winks at the abyss and says, fine, let’s dance. because the struggle itself is a kind of victory.

alas, sisyphus is not free. he is a hamster in a particularly wheel, finding comfort in his own entrapment. and that is where he and the modern shifter shake hands. the great cosmic irony is that shifters, these darlings of self-willed escape, have turned themselves into their own myth. they are sisyphus reborn, but instead of a rock, they roll their mindset uphill, over and over again. every affirmation, every subliminal, every night spent whispering to the void. an endless exertion, a labour of self-convincing.

it’s not shifting. it’s straining. the difference between them and sisyphus is that at least he had the decency to stop pretending the rock wasn’t real.

shifting should be the rejection of struggle, not its rebranding. but somewhere along the way, it became another mountain, another test, another something-to-be-earned. people talk about shifting like it’s a boss battle, like they have to do enough reality checks, clear enough mental debris, align their subconscious like the planets in some great celestial waiting room. they believe in the rock. they believe in the climb. they are hypnotised by the effort.

but effort is resistance, and resistance is friction, and friction keeps things exactly where they are. loa already taught us this, what you fight, you feed. what you chase, you place ahead of you, always out of reach. shifting is not a process, it’s a decision. it is not a matter of if, it is a matter of when. and 'when' is only ever waiting on you.

so step aside. let the rock roll where it may. stop thinking of shifting as a mountain to scale and start thinking of it as a room you already own. there is no application form. no cosmic bureaucracy keeping you from your desires. no checklist, no gods, no gatekeepers. only you, making your own mythology out of something as simple as stepping through a door.

so, dear sisyphus-in-disguise, put down your affirmations, your desperate notes to the universe, your battle against the self. don’t just push the rock. drop it. and walk into the world that was already waiting for you.