Sometimes I have uncontrollable tears rolling down my face when I write my reality (a journaling process you’ve probably heard me talk about before).

I feel it so deep in my soul that I burst into tears.

I FEEL IT. It’s so real. It’s so all consuming in such a beautiful way that I couldn’t stop the tears if I wanted to.

I don’t cry because I’m sad. I don’t cry because I’m scared. I don’t cry because I’m unsure.

I actually couldn’t be MORE sure…

I cry because it’s so fucking beautiful, so magical that I just can’t help but get goosebumps at my own story.

Manifesting. You FEEL it in your soul, in your bones, in your guts. THAT is when you know that you’re making magic.

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