Hi Athena!
I promised you a success story during our session. I have a few, and I’ll send you all of them (as they’re all good), but wanted to start with my biggest one – the one I mentioned to you on our call. (The one we had our call about is still in progress!)
I wanted to share my biggest success story, that is unconventional in the sense that it required no conscious techniques and felt entirely natural to me, despite how miraculous it was, due to the fact my “knowing” was so strong. This really does prove that belief/knowing is the ONLY thing required to manifest – as your state naturally follows.
Back in 2012, when I was just 21, I was zoning out in bed under the pretence of doing “uni work” at around 1-2am. In reality, I was just scrolling the internet on my laptop, but I was clearly in theta state. In the corner of my eye, in the “up next” list on YouTube, I saw a thumbnail with an image of a girl on it. In an instant, I recognised her as “the love of my life”. I didn’t even need to click on the thumbnail to know. It was an INSTANT knowing, downloaded from the universe in that very second. I identified as a lesbian, and all my life I had been “filtering” through my preferences of women. Every single one of those preferences, down to things I was drawn to when I was as young as 4 years old, were present in the essence of this woman in the tiny box on my laptop screen. I clicked on the thumbnail to find out the girl was a rapper (let’s name her “Red”) and that this was her music video. I was transfixed the entire time. I KNEW I was meant to be with her.
I did research into her. I am from the UK. She was from LA. I was a lesbian, she seemed straight, as she rapped about boys. I had no money as I was living at home as a uni student with a part-time job, still dependent on my parents and barely an adult yet. Something that sticks in my mind is that despite all of this, I had absolutely NO DOUBT that I was meant to be with this woman. I didn’t know how, but I was certain. Instead of worrying about the means, I was naturally uplifted by the fact she existed. I immediately started working harder at uni, looking after my health and appearance more, being excited about life, simply because she was in the world with me at the same time. She became my reason for being the best version of myself.
When I told my friends I was going to be with this woman (this could be considered a mistake, but the look on their faces when they found out how the story unfolded was worth bumping up against some resistance), they rolled their eyes and told me this was typical of me, a fantasist, and how would I meet this girl, let alone be with her? I learned to shut up and not talk about her to anyone, but I was not swayed. I kept watching her videos and imagining us together.
One night, I was on MSN with my friend Josh, and researching her at the same time. I found out she was going to be performing in Paris on her birthday, the very next day. I told my friend it was a shame I couldn’t go as my student loan hadn’t come through yet. He simply said “Check your bank account. Go and get your girl”. It was the loveliest thing anyone had ever done for me. He’d transferred me enough for a Eurostar return, and a hotel. That meant I had to immediately book it and pack, as the train was leaving the very next morning. I had to lie to my mum that I was staying at my best friend’s house, as I was considered too young to go away by myself at such short notice.
The next part is where it gets interesting. I was faced with the most amazing bridge of incidents, which – had I not felt so ecstatic and invincible just because she existed – would have completely derailed me. They appeared to be MAJOR OBSTACLES.
The morning came and I went to buy a pack of cigarettes before I left for the station. I suddenly forgot my PIN number, which made me realise I would not be able to retrieve my Eurostar tickets, as back then you needed your PIN to get them from the machine. Bear in mind this is the same PIN I typed in EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR YEARS. It would not come to my head. I had no idea why I suddenly could not remember it. Because of this, I missed my Eurostar.
The second my Eurostar departed, I suddenly remembered my PIN. Undeterred, I used the remaining money Josh had sent me for a hotel, to book another train ticket. I didn’t care that I now had no money for a hotel. I knew I’d be too high on adrenaline from seeing her that I could just walk around Paris all night feeling in love. The problem was, the next train wasn’t until the evening, so I had to wait around at King’s Cross St. Pancras all day, and knew that when I arrived in Paris, her gig would be over. So I was essentially committing to travelling to Paris, knowing I would miss her show entirely. I was trusting that somehow I still might bump into her in the big wide streets of Paris. Delusional, right?
When I arrived in Paris later that night, I suddenly realised (young and naive) I had no idea where in Paris the show was. And my mum didn’t know where I was. Still determined, I asked some boys to direct me, and they told me what train to get. When I got off the train, I asked a man to direct me to the venue, even though the show was over by now, by at least an hour. He tried his best, and we ran up and down various streets for half an hour until I told him not to worry and thanks for helping me. I remember begging the universe to give me my desire, but from a place where desire was far stronger than lack. I felt like a Duracell bunny. When the man moved his head from my view and left me alone, I could see the poster for her gig directly behind him. THERE SHE WAS, signing autographs outside. She was even more perfect in person. My whole heart was just standing there in human form. I was too nervous to approach her, so instead I approached someone who I recognised from YouTube as her tour manager, and told him about my stress getting here from London and missing the show. He was so impressed I’d travelled all that way, that he invited me to eat dinner with them. IT WAS HER BIRTHDAY DINNER. I ended up sitting next to her at her birthday dinner, with just 4 other people. I had 6 euros to my name at this point, so I could only order a 3 euro cheap wine (possible back then!). I gave her a birthday card I’d bought her, and she gave me a hug, but aside from that I didn’t speak to her much, I felt more comfortable chatting to the guys as I was so nervous.
One of them said to me “Where are you staying tonight?” I’d forgotten – because I was so happy – that I actually had nowhere to stay. When I told him this, he said “why don’t you stay with us at our hotel? Us boys are in one room but I’m sure Red won’t mind you staying in hers.” He asked her and she was friendly and accommodating. Being in tour mode, and probably used to “groupies”, she obliged. When she led me back to her hotel room I could not believe it was happening. Every cell in my body was on the highest vibration. We were alone in her room for a few minutes before the boys came back to chill and those two minutes were the most surreal of my life at that point. I watched her clean her trainers with an old toothbrush and just sat on the edge of her bed making small talk with her, in shock that I had manifested this.
LONG STORY SHORT – we ended up dating long distance on and off for SIX YEARS, based on that one night. I went to her sister’s wedding in LA. She stayed with me and my family many times. Her tour manager paid for me to join them for shows in Switzerland and Germany. We visited 6 countries in 6 years. We still share the same friendship group. I was the first girl she’d ever been emotionally and physically intimate with. I hadn’t even known she liked girls when I first saw her.
The most impressive part of this story for me was that
– IF I HADN’T FORGOTTEN MY PIN, I’D HAVE MADE MY TRAIN.
– IF I’D MADE MY TRAIN, I’D HAVE MADE THE GIG AND JUST BEEN A NORMAL BYSTANDER. I WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN INVITED TO HER BIRTHDAY DINNER OR TO STAY WITH THEM.
THESE ARE THE VERY THINGS THAT GOT ME TO STAY WITH HER THAT NIGHT.
You have to trust your bridge!!! WHEN YOU KNOW YOU KNOW.
Important note in retrospect:- throughout the 6 years, I always wanted to marry her but didn’t keep up my vibration and was too nervous to ever tell her how I truly felt. I didn’t even tell her I was in love with her, as I was scared to burst our bubble, and clearly didn’t see myself worthy of commitment. But when I finally did tell her, it was because I’d met someone new who was offering a real relationship, so I needed to know where she stood, finally. She said she wasn’t in the right headspace to commit and she was worried she’d ruin our friendship. I accepted it and dated the new girl.
Fast forward three years to 2019, when I had met my now-wife and was fully content and in alignment in my relationship with her. On our first Valentine’s Day date, Red messaged me out of the blue telling me everything I’d wanted to hear throughout those 6 years, saying she wished she’d committed and given me what I wanted, and apologised for not being the person I deserved. That if I had a new girlfriend, that girlfriend was one lucky lady. I told her I did, but I appreciated her response. So when I let go of resistance and was fully happy with someone else – yes, she came, fully conformed. For me it was too late, as I had moved on, but I wanted to pass this story on to others to show them that they should never lose hope.
Hope you enjoy :)))