She Manifests

She's a working girl from her fingertips right down to her toenails.

Working for someone else's dreams, making shit happen, whatever it takes.

Working hard for the success of other people with gratefulness in her heart, all the while secretly planning her successes. She builds in silence. She writes and she draws and she dreams of the future where she can free fall wherever she chooses.

She craves a life full of nothing freestyle vibes. Cords connecting her to a world, where there are no boundaries or walls or borders. She wants to go wherever her soul moves her.

She wants her feet to find all the grounds that will keep her connected to that freedom. She doesn’t want to leave one stone unturned. She wants always to move in the direction of growth so that one day, she will be the old lady in the house, in the woods, with the wind chimes and the cats, and the books, and the strands of wisdom for her hair.

Telling stories, stories of love and loss, of pain and joy. The story of how a grateful heart saw her through the best of it.

Today she's tired and she aches because she works hard for another dream as if it were her own.

Still dreaming within, silently creating space for her dreams to manifest.

She will have them

She is preparing for this each day.

May these actions she takes today in helping others achieve, bring about the wildest manifestations of her very own dreams.