The time I accidentally manifested my dream job and home (at the time)
Every night I would lie down and daydream about the life I wanted just to calm my anxiety to fall asleep. I had no idea I was actually manifesting that life into existence.
I want to take this moment to talk about the time that I accidentally manifested my dream job, (at the time) and my dream townhouse without even really knowing what I was doing. This happened about three years ago, I was having a really hard time in life, I had just gotten evicted from my place of residence and ended up having to move in with my aunt. In the beginning, I did try to find another place to live but because my eviction was so fresh, no apartment complex would touch me. Around this time, I was also growing up very tired of my current employment situation. It almost seemed like everything was hitting all at once. I was working at this really great company, but in an entry-level position that was actually a step back in my career progression. When I accepted the position, I was still in the process of receiving my bachelor’s degree. After graduating with my bachelors, I was having a really hard time securing a position in leadership within the company. I had gone on several interviews, but nothing really came to fruition. My current role consisted of me spending hours of my day printing patient charts and labs and stuffing them in an envelope. I did this for eight hours a day for almost three years. I really wanted something more but nothing I was doing seemed to be working. My eviction on top of this nearly sent me over the edge. I remember just having this feeling that there had to be something more for me out there, but I just didn’t know what. One day as I was sitting at my desk, an email came into my inbox about a supervisor position that was opening up. The position was in a sister department to the one I worked in and it was an at home position, something that I was really looking for as I was growing tired of the two-hour daily commute to work. Immediately when I saw the job opportunity, I got very excited because I knew it would be perfect for me but I also got sad because I started to think about all of the jobs I had applied to before that I didn’t get due to lack of experience. I knew my lack of leadership experience meant the likelihood of me being accepted was pretty bleak. Not one to be deterred, I reached out to the hiring manager, I explained to her that I had just completed a bachelors in design management, and that I have learned leadership skills through my education but have yet to be able to put them into action. I asked her if she thought I would be a good candidate to apply for the position-she said yes.
“I remember just having this feeling that there had to be something more for me out there, but I just didn’t know what. ”
At this point I had been at my aunt’s house for three months and I was realizing that if I was going to have a chance at renting a place it would have to be in the private sector as private renters sometimes tend to be more lenient. While searching, I came across a three-story town home in the same neighborhood of where I had just left. I had always wanted to live in a three-story town home, I thought the concept was really cool and I immediately got excited about applying. Once again, that excitement turned to sadness when I thought about the likelihood that I would be able to rent such a nice place considering my rental history and recent eviction. Again, not one to be deterred, I reached out to the owner, explained my situation, and told her I was very interested in renting her place. She responded back and said that she would need to run a credit report. Of course, I obliged and she said she would get back to me.
“I began to just have so much anxiety that it almost consumed me. To help me fall asleep at night, I would picture myself working that job from home, in that townhouse. ”
Meanwhile I submitted my application for the supervisor job and I waited to hear back from the hiring manager, my application sat in “received” status for months, it didn’t change, I started to get really discouraged at this point not knowing what was going on, and thinking the worst. At this point, I had an application out for the job of my dreams and an application for the apartment of my dreams and I wasn’t hearing back from anyone. I began to just have so much anxiety that it almost consumed me. to help me fall asleep at night, I would picture myself working that job from home, in that townhouse. I would envision myself getting up in the morning making myself a cup of coffee, lighting a candle, and going upstairs to my home office to work. Thinking about this always calmed me down and it helped me to fall asleep and ease my anxiety.
Finally, I got an email back from the landlord. She said she had been out of the country for work but that she would be open to giving me a tour of the place. As I toured the place, every room I walked into I pictured myself doing something in that room. When I walked through the living room, I pictured myself hosting parties, when I walked through the kitchen, I pictured myself cooking. When I walked through the dining room, I pictured myself having dinner with my family at the dining room table. After the tour I once again became filled with mixed emotions of happiness and sadness knowing how much I really liked the place but also knowing that my likelihood of getting it would not be that great.
The second-floor kitchen in my three-story town home
The next morning, I received a call from the hiring manager telling me that I got the job. I was ecstatic but once again my emotions went from happiness to sadness knowing you need a home in order to have a home office.
Around this time the hiring manager reached out to me about my application, she said that unfortunately they hired for the supervisor position but she held my application because another one was opening and she wanted me to apply for that one. We set up an interview time and I went to work sharpening my interview skills going over practice questions revamping my resume and cover letter etc. The time to interview was fast approaching and I swear I was more manic by the second. The day before the interview the hiring manager sent me the questions that were going to be asked in the interview panel. She said that although it was a little unorthodox, she preferred genuine answers to questions after careful thought and consideration have been given as opposed to hearing what her interviewees come up with on the fly. I felt like I have been given a bar of gold, I went home and study the questions and prepped and prepped to make sure that I was ready. The day of the interview, I did very well. Later on I was told I was the highest rated interviewer of all the applicants. I was a mess that night, I couldn’t sleep, wondering if I got the position or not. Once again to help me sleep I pictured myself telling all my coworkers I got the job and then I pictured myself leaving that office for the last me time to work from home and once again those thoughts helped calm me to sleep. The next morning, I received a call from the hiring manager telling me that I got the job. I was ecstatic but once again my emotions went from happiness to sadness knowing you need a home in order to have a home office. I was still living at my aunt’s house. She had small children who received home care from a nanny so an at home supervisor position would not prove to be ideal. Not wanting to be deterred again, I reached out to the landlord again thanking her for the tour and letting her know I was still very interested in her unit. Again she apologized and told me she was out of the country for work. She had an executive position at a very prestigious company, and thus, she would be out of the country very often. She told me that the person who showed me the town home felt a good vibe about me and even though my credit was not ideal, she wanted to go forward with me. I couldn’t believe it. Once again I got the job of my dreams and the townhouse of my dreams at almost the same time.
What’s important to note is that every night when I went to sleep, I envisioned myself working that job and living in that home as a means to help me calm down for sleep not knowing that I was actually manifesting them to existence. Me visualizing these things as if I already had them is a key component to manifesting. After you declare what you want, you have to visualize yourself already having it. That’s what I did although I did it to help me fall asleep but hey, it still worked! This event happening in my life is what really spurned my interest in manifesting. I never really believed that it could work…until it did. If this is something that interests you or something that you have thought about and want to learn more about, come join me on my journey and we will learn together!
