Hello Athena, good evening.
Every time you mentioned in your videos to share our success stories no matter how small they were or what they were about, I wanted to share this success story I had recently but I felt that maybe it wasn’t “cool” enough to share, even though it was for me, but today I started to review the success story I had by applying the law consciously and I think it is something cool.
The situation happened more than 4 months ago, the success happened just a couple of weeks ago. I have been on my SP journey for a while now, watching your videos simply because I like it and for inspiration, but this time I am talking about another success story.
The point is that more than a year ago a cat came to my house, I guess it was a stray but one day it entered my house through the gate and never left. My family doesn’t like cats, especially my grandmother, so at first it was a matter of taking him out every time he got in, so it went on for a couple of months, as soon as the cat got in they would take him out, until after months of trying to get him to leave, I guess they just gave up and the cat was always here, living in our garage. It should be noted that during all that time my brothers and I fed him, it’s obvious that’s the reason why he wouldn’t leave but it made us very sad to hear him cry for food.
At first it was a problem, there were fights over the cat, because as I said, my family doesn’t like cats, but it’s been two years that the cat has been living here so there was a point where they just resigned themselves and were a little more friendly with the situation, until a little over 4 months ago the cat had 4 kittens and the problems started again. From the beginning it was obvious that we thought about giving them away, if there were problems with one cat, 4 more were obviously not very welcome here. They started to grow and it was more complicated. They would open the living room door and come in, now it wasn’t just about taking out one cat, it was about taking out 1 cat and 4 more kittens, I’m not referring to the street anymore, but to our garage, where they were staying. I would hear them cry because they wanted to go into the house, into the living room, and it’s not like they were the best behaved, after all they were just puppies, they would get on the table, go to the bathroom, scratch the furniture and it was fight after fight. It should be noted that the cats were never mistreated or harmed, my family doesn’t like cats but they are not bad people. It was just the anger that they would get in and do mischief when from the beginning they never wanted cats here. Sometimes they would make some comment just out of anger that they would be chased out with a broom and although it never happened and I knew it was just to “scare”, it made me feel helpless to hear such comments. Even though they weren’t serious, I thought “how can they say that? They’re just little animals,” but it was also understandable that it was their house and they didn’t want animals here, especially cats, so many cats, because we do have a little dog.
Anyway, weeks and weeks went by like this, fights and fights, cats doing mischief, crying together, “threats” to take them out to the street when they reached their limit due to some mischief. And so the harmony in the house wasn’t the best, my brother and I took care of the kittens but the fights continued to exist and it was obvious that until the cats left the house, that was going to change. My brothers and I continued with the idea of giving them up for adoption but it was obvious that we had to wait for them to grow up and no longer depend on their mother.
Two months passed since they were born and they already knew how to feed themselves, walk well, they were more detached from their mother, and that was when I said to myself “it’s time.” That was when I put this intention to find a good home for each one. That was my manifestation. Watching your videos, already being aware of the law, already being on this journey of manifesting my SP, already having manifested many more things consciously, I already had an idea of how the law worked and everything, I already had my experiences and my ways. I didn’t even have to imagine a final scene as such, I was just convinced that they would find a good home and I had this feeling of how it would feel.
At first I was embarrassed to post the adoption of the kittens on pages, I had never done such a thing and I did feel a little embarrassed, I asked my brothers but they said they were embarrassed too, a few days went by without posting anything out of embarrassment and the fights continued, so I said to myself “no more” and I started taking pictures of the kittens and posting them on pages to give them up for adoption. I told my family that I had already done it, so somehow they felt more relieved, but days and weeks went by and there was never any response, even if we reposted it. There was one person interested and I felt confident that everything was working out, but in the end the person stopped responding and nothing was ever agreed upon.
I was discouraged. The fights continued, I felt pressure now, the cats kept growing.
Comments from them began saying “no one will want them anymore” because the post was not successful.
My family travels every month for business and there were times when they said they were going to take them and leave them in a home to be picked up, and every time the cats did something mischievous, they made those comments of “we are going to take them on the next trip,” I felt very helpless, I wondered if they were even aware of such an act, if they were even aware of their words. Until one day they actually tried to do it, they were putting them in cages and were going to take them away, I woke up very early because of the fights, because my sister was taking them out, but since it was getting late, they left, they did not take them. That day I was angry, helpless, I kept wondering if they were really not aware of what they wanted to do. When my mother arrived, she told me that she only wanted to take them so that the fights would end, that maybe the people who would take them in were good people and would welcome them into their homes, but I talked to her and asked her how she was sure of that, what was the assurance of that, how she knew that they weren’t really going to go away and get lost, that those people really didn’t want them, that they couldn’t act in that way and leave them to their fate or leave that responsibility to other people in that way if it were the case that they took them in, that it was a bad act. I felt that I really made them see reason. But the cats’ actions really didn’t help. There was one occasion when my grandmother got upset and made a comment of “they should have taken them” and again I felt helpless, I felt sad hearing such comments, because even if they were out of anger, no, they weren’t right. I remember being upset and telling my mom that if they did that they shouldn’t talk to me again, maybe it was the feelings I was having, and I said it in such a direct way, my grandmother was there and I could see that they took it as if I really wanted to have the cats, I wanted to keep them, as if I was refusing to let them go, but it wasn’t that, it was that I knew that they could have a good home and they didn’t deserve less than that. I had never fought with my grandmother in my life and that day we argued, it wasn’t my intention to fight, I just wanted to defend the cats, but that wasn’t how they were taking it, like I said, they took it as if I wanted to have the cats here. Anyway, that day I remember that I cried a lot because of all the feelings I was having. I even felt angry with them, because as I said, they are not bad people, they just didn’t want the cats here and even more so with all their actions, but many times I saw or heard them talking to them, pampering them, and at that moment when I was crying and angry, I even took them as hypocrites. I fell asleep crying because of everything that had happened, and the next day when I woke up I said to myself “this is it, it doesn’t matter what they say, I don’t care about 3D, I know they will find a good home and that is exactly what will happen.” But I also decided to make the fights stop somehow. I invented some tricks with the door, with nails, with bows, so that the cats would not get in anymore, I had also previously put a litter box for them and they learned to go to the bathroom there. I made some balls of thread for them to play with, so that they would have something to entertain themselves with outside and so they would not want to get in. And indeed it worked. I talked to my parents, because when my little nephews came, they would bring the cats into the house, and I talked to them so that it wouldn’t be like that anymore. I made them understand that they were just confusing the cats by letting them in and being here one moment, making them believe that it was okay, and the next moment yelling at the poor little animals to get them to leave, that they were just confusing them and mistreating them in some way and that it was nothing more than their responsibility, so they no longer allowed my nephews to bring the kittens into the house, and indeed the cats got used to being outside, playing, they went almost unnoticed, they were already growing up and weren’t so loud.
My sister asked me what we were going to do, that nobody wanted them, that the publications weren’t successful, and I just told her that they were going to have a good home. I ignored the comments when my mom spoke to relatives telling them that nobody wanted them. I ignored everything, I just trusted with all my heart that they would find a good home, because I had made that strong decision and it was just what had to happen. Sometimes when I went out with the kittens I would talk to them and tell them that they would find a good home, with people who loved and respected them, I just trusted that they would.
The days went by and since the fights had stopped, the cats went more unnoticed.
They had gotten used to it outside, and sometimes I even forgot that there were cats.
Sometimes there was still some screaming because some cat had already done something naughty, but nothing compared to before. Sometimes, out of desperation, I even thought about paying attention to them and giving them away to my nephews’ friends, only for them to leave, but I told myself “no, I know they will find a good home, with responsible people who are capable of taking care of them and giving them the love and care they deserve.” Giving them away to my nephews’ friends who were 4-5 year old children was just vague thoughts, thoughts that came suddenly from the “desperation” of feeling time pass by and not seeing movement, but I was not going to allow myself to do it, because I knew that a child of that age was not capable of keeping a little animal that required so much responsibility, care and love, so I immediately returned to my state in which I knew that they would find a good home for them and that everything was developing perfectly for me. .
Days went by and I almost completely forgot about my intention, until one day a little less than three weeks ago, I was sleeping, and since my room faces the window, I heard my mom talking to a lady and the voice of a girl, I was half asleep, and I managed to hear them talking about cats, that they wanted to take a cat, and inside I said to myself “I knew it would happen soon” and I just slept, and when I woke up, these memories came to me and I thought “did I dream it or did it happen?”, and well, anyway, I went downstairs and my mom told me that a lady and her daughter came for a kitten, that she was a 13-year-old girl and the lady told her that they were going to take good care of it, that they really liked cats, that before but because of their move they had to give them away and they had been looking for a kitten for some time and she remembered that we had one. It turns out that months ago the lady came to sell a product to my mom and she saw the kittens when they were still small, and she didn’t even ask if they were giving them away or talked about cats, she just looked at them, and recently they were looking to adopt a cat, she remembered that months ago she came to our house and looked at the kittens so she came to ask if they were giving them up for adoption, and yes, that’s how the first kitten left. It is worth remembering that my mom did a whole interview with them because I impressed her mind so much by telling her that I wanted them to be responsible people and have a good home, and indeed that was the case, they are people who love cats very much and have already had them, but as I said, they had to give them away to their relatives because of their move. And that day I really didn’t feel any different than how I had been feeling every time I thought about them getting a good home. But it doesn’t end there. It turns out that a neighbor of these people who took the kitten asked them where they had found it, because they were also looking to adopt a cat, and these people sent them to our house, and well, they came and took another kitten, it was also a 14-year-old girl. And well, another neighbor of theirs, a 20-year-old girl, was also interested in adopting a cat and they sent her to our house, and that’s how the third kitten left. In just one week, on consecutive days, 3 families adopted 3 cats. And well, there is still one cat and the mother missing, but I fully trust that they will also find a good home very soon. While I am looking to spay the cat and while she finds a home, she will not have any more kittens. And well, I knew they would get a good home, it was a very turbulent bridge, I had to go against all currents, with all the 3D and everyone around me telling me no over and over again, I stopped talking to my family, but in the end it was all worth it, everything happened perfectly. I wouldn’t have thought that everything was happening when I saw everything that was happening in 3D, but I guess in the end everything was perfectly planned.
I have had many other successes, from a whim and that same day someone giving it to me, from material things. A stable job, a car literally given to me after the family vehicle was completely destroyed in a car accident, to my grandmother’s pension that had been in paperwork for years, a health issue of mine, like many others, only in these I only put the intention, there was no resistance, I forgot about it and then it happened. Maybe this one resonated a lot with me because of all the turbulence that there was and that it is the most recent.
I am still on the journey of manifesting my SP, but perhaps it has taken me longer because I have had to work on limiting beliefs, on old stories, and although the movement has not been the most obvious and certain circumstances have occurred, I fully trust that everything is perfectly planned, that it is already done, that everything is developing for me.
And I live my life knowing that at any moment I will get my wish, because it is already mine. And I know that the next success story I will tell you, will be this one. When I am in a beautiful and committed relationship with my SP.
I think I have never been so aware of all the success I have had until I remembered it by writing to you, but I guess it is what you always sought by asking us to tell our successes, to realize all the success we have had and how we are able to manifest everything we want, and this makes me feel more confident.
Once again I apologize for my translation if it is not the best, but thank you for everything, Athena. Take care of yourself and greetings from Mexico. 💖