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Manifesting The Man.
Submitted by: Clara
UKI am 44, have three beautiful almost grown-up children, a black Labrador and a hamster. I am very happy and grateful for all that I have.
Since I was a teenager there had been an vision in the back of my mind of man with fair or light brown hair, blue eyes and who was a bit taller than me. In my mental image, he made me laugh and wrapped his arms around me from behind. He hugged me a lot. I never knew or thought about my age in this image, nor his. I think he was always about my age, maybe a little older. I could never see his features; quite what he looked like except for the blue eyes but I could always feel his smile. I could literally feel his smile and sometimes hear his laughter. From the earliest time, it was like a memory. The thought of him with his arms wrapped around me always made me feel safe, loved and happy.
This vision became pushed to the far back of my mind. The idea of him persisted through two marriages resulting in three children and one long term relationship, with me dimly aware that the man I was with was not the man that lived at the back of my mind. I sometimes thought he was sort of “soulmate” I had dreamt up as a girl and hung onto through the various heartbreaks of the relationships that went wrong. Kind of something to console myself with.
I am now 44. The year before last, I met him. We’ve been together for the past year. And despite the fact that when I first dreamt him up in my mind, I knew nothing of the Secret or the Law of Attraction, nonetheless I eventually manifested him anyway. My youngest son found him for me. He knew my son first. My son has many complex needs and he was one of his support workers. A special role for a special man.
It took me a little while to realise it but I suddenly looked right into his eyes one day and thought “It’s you!!” And couldn’t believe I didn’t realise it before. I’ve been in love with people before. I know what that “new relationship” feeling feels like and I’m often more than a bit cynical these days about “happy ever after” scenarios. But the feeling of being wrapped in his arms is something else. It’s the feeling I thought lived only in my imagination, not even daring to think it could actually be real and something I would experience. From day one it was completely familiar. It’s a feeling of coming home.
He makes me laugh every day. He makes me feel beautiful. He is loving, funny and kind. The fact that he’s insanely handsome is just a bonus.