Abracadabra

Create as you speak.

I bet when you were learning what magic was for the first time you didn’t realize that ‘Abracadabra’ was an actual word, hey?  It’s an Aramaic term; ‘I will create as I speak’. 

 Let me tell you about the first time Abracadabra and I were introduced.

 At the beginning of 2014, I landed on home soil after just over a month away in Europe.  Two days later I lost my job.  I’d spent my last cent in Scotland thinking I had some form of income to come home to and was completely broke.  Ironic thing was, at the time I got the call that my ‘fill in’ had replaced me; I was at an employment agency helping a friend with her resume and applications.  The Universe is a funny bitch.

 I had never been without money or a plan before.  Since my first job at 15 years old, I had never asked my parents for anything and I felt utterly humiliated that I had to apply for the dole and rely on Mummy and Daddy again.  I spent the next three months in a relationship with the food network and the couch.  I had old symptoms of depression and anxiety creeping back in on me again and frankly, not having the motivation or even interest in living my life.  After a fight or seven with my Mum and sisters I began applying for work.  I decided that in order to get myself out of this rut, I needed to do something that scared the shit out of me.  If it was easy I’d get bored, boredom would snowball into lack of motivation and I would consequently never be able to break off aforementioned relationship with food network and couch.  Uprooting myself from my hometown all on my own seemed like the perfect idea.

 Seventy applications and a dozen interviews later, I landed a job at a pretty great company in Melbourne.  I’d catch the train for an hour and then walk an extra 20 minutes to the office.  I would leave at 7am and get home after 7pm every day.  I threw myself into this.  I didn’t really have any goals when I started at this company, I would just get up every morning and do my job in an effort to drown out the demons in my head. 

 After six months in the company I had my first performance review and was told that I had repaid my salary twice over with gross profit on sales.  To be honest I didn’t really see it as a big deal at first.  This was my first job in the corporate world so I had no concept of what was deemed ‘exceptional work’, the convincing that followed showed me that this was it.  I saw the figures and was like ‘Hey, I’m kinda good at this’. 

 This is where it gets freaky.  Daydreams of where I could go from here strengthened my tunnel of focus.  I started saying to myself and to others out loud, ‘I just want to be a boss, I don’t care about anything else I just want to be a boss lady’.  I would say it frequently.  I would feel it. I stopped dating, cut the social events to a bare minimum, and began staying in the office sometimes until 8.30 (where thankfully, my boss at the time would shout beers and burritos).   I changed my attitude. I challenged myself.  I progressed, not only from ‘I think I can do this’ to ‘I can do this’, but a level further to ‘I am doing this, I’m going to be a boss’.

Photograph- Sara Fielding

Photograph- Sara Fielding

 Two months of this mantra with a side order of tenacity and hard work, I get a call from the CEO in The Netherlands on a Saturday morning telling me he wants me to take the reigns in Australia/ New Zealand.  Ipso facto- stage one boss. 

Before you think I was jumping for joy about this- the first thing I said was ‘Are you fucking insane?’ I was scared out of my mind.  I called on one of my best friends, Casey for comfort and she said to me,

‘Why are you scared? All you’ve been saying for the last two months is how much you want to be a boss, you’ve manifested this and now you’re telling me you’re too scared?’  

‘Yeah, I want to be a boss but like, not yet!

‘Be careful what you wish for honey, your thoughts and intentions are a powerful thing.’ 

 What is even more strange about this, is that afternoon I received a package from Casey that she’d sent a week prior.  It was a book called ‘Energy Squared’ by Pam Grout, a New York Times best seller.  To put it simply, it was kind of like a handbook from the Universe to show me exactly what I had just done with my life (talk about customer service, right?)

 This book explains how positive vibes are a scientific thing, complete with experiments and references to theories of Einstein.   Such as, ‘human beings are continually moving forces of energy rather than matter’.  Take a minute to try to soak that in- We are energy.

 Liken your relationship with the universe and the power you have in creating your own life like this; When we see things, they are vibrations of light.  When we hear things, they are vibrations of sound.  When we put out an attitude about something, whether it is positive or negative, we are sending vibrations out into the universe.  When you hear the saying ‘you reap what you sew’, believe me, you reap what you fucking sew. 

 Since this, I’ve manifested all kinds of things.  One day I’d made a quarter of my monthly budget in sales in the first three days of the month.  I set the intention that I was going to double it by the following week, and even got my assistant in on it.  I doubled it within 24 hours.  I’ve even coaxed my housemate- the world’s biggest skeptic to give it a try.  She’s created opportunities for herself like trips to Whistler and job offers in Vancouver and the Kimberley's.

 Before you get too ahead of yourself this isn’t ‘wish upon a star and my dreams will come true’, it’s not a magic trick.  It’s setting a direct intention, focusing energy and hard work into it, and expecting that what you want will happen.

Your thoughts and intentions create things.  They alter the universe, the people around you, and your environment.  Set your intention, set your goal, focus, work hard and watch your life change, you have a lot more power than you realize.  The only catch here, you have to believe in what you want and your capacity to do it without a shadow of a doubt.

 

“Pray, and then move your feet”.

 -African Proverb