Flannery McIntyre Dziedzic
Bio
Flannery is a wife, mother, writer, and an army national guard veteran.
Stories (11/0)
The Law of Divine Oneness
There are 12 Laws of the Universe they act as the ultimate equation of how all things work and come together in this particular realm. The most commonly talked about is the 7th law, which is the Law of Attraction. While it is a very important and exciting law to learn about, it isn’t the only one and I would be doing you a disservice to never talk about the others. They are all equally important in their own ways, similar to solving an equation they all coincide and without one, the other isn’t fully complete. Over the next few weeks, I will expound upon these 12 laws separately to give as much insight on them as I can.
By Flannery McIntyre Dziedzic2 years ago in Motivation
The Law of Correspondence - The 4th Law of The Universe
“As above, so below. As within, so without.” Our 4th Law of the Universe is The Law of Correspondence. In this realm, we consistently experience patterns and cycles that create the reality of our human experience. The Law of Correspondence says that whatever vibration we are currently dwelling in, is what will create our reality. For example, if you are worried about money, that is the reality you are creating. You are creating a reality where money is an issue, a reality of lack and not one of abundance. Think about it like a relationship. In this example, using money, think as if the money was your significant other. If you were always sending out vibrations to your partner of scarcity, afraid to lose them, and yet they were never enough, eventually that neediness and lack of appreciation of what they are would push them away entirely. Reframe the way you think and feel about money. Give gratitude for each dollar you have, and thank the Universe for blessing you abundantly and watch things change.
By Flannery McIntyre Dziedzic2 years ago in Motivation
The Owl at Beauregard Manor
“Arabella, don’t be frightened.” The unfamiliar voice spoke over the phone. “Look out your window.” I did as I was instructed. The small hairs on my neck and arms were raised. Shivers went down my spine, and not just from the cold. It was the coldest day of the year thus far, at 16 degrees Fahrenheit. There was a blue haze over that snowy landscape. Other than the snow that started to fall, I couldn’t see much of anything outside. The fire crackled in the fireplace across the room. I stood there clinging to the telephone that sat on my father’s desk. I never answer my father’s phone, but it was also unlike my father to be out so late. The phone had begun to ring as I was starting the fire for when he got home. The old-fashioned rotary phone’s ring startled me. Something about the snow added an extra layer of quiet over the manor.
By Flannery McIntyre Dziedzic2 years ago in Fiction
The Law of Vibration
Nikola Tesla said “If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration.” Our physical bodies are affected by the vibrations and frequencies that we operate at. When a collective is operating in a lower frequency, lets say fear for example, that energy is felt by many. Literally everything in this realm is a vibration, even that table or the tablet or laptop you are reading this on. On a deeper molecular level, even you yourself are a vibration.
By Flannery McIntyre Dziedzic3 years ago in Futurism
Coming to Light
She woke up. She was not where she was when she went to sleep, however. At least-not that she could remember. Like a dream, it felt as if she had entered another realm. Adrienne Waters often had very vivid dreams, and at times it was difficult to differentiate reality from her dream world. She placed her hands over and around her eyes, rubbing vigorously in hopes that it would bring her back to reality. It was dark, and as she opened her eyes, she could see the light of a full moon, behind pine trees. That is when she realized she was outside, in a forest? Her hands met the ground around her, she grasped at pine straw, dead leaves, and dirt. Her brain was foggy, as if she had spiraled into another dimension. Her eyes began to adjust to the dark night. There was a fire burning at the bottom of a ravine, and a cloaked woman stood beside it. Could it be Sophia? The woman who left that little black notebook at the café?
By Flannery McIntyre Dziedzic3 years ago in Futurism