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HOW to stop coming from a state of lack? Show me your ways master Emma
same . i am currently attempting to repair my soul using a roll of glitter tape and derealised self-talk, so like. welcome to the coven.
but. you are not lacking. you are looping.
lack is a trick of the light, and the light is currently being filtered through like… your seventh grade math trauma and whatever weird alchemical slop your brain decided to stew together from three unhealed tiktok videos and one badly-scripted childhood memory. you’re not lacking. you’re remembering something wrong.
manifesting / shifting from lack is like baking a cake while crying about how you don’t have a cake. girl you are the cake. you're literally in the oven. you’re halfway frosted. like yeah it feels hot and sticky and stupid in here but that’s just because you’re becoming dessert. trust the process
it’s not about trying to get something. it’s about being the version of you who already has it.
start assuming. start lying (but sexy). your current life is just fanfiction of the life you actually have, and every time you remember that, you shift. assume it’s done, assume it’s easy, assume you always get what you want.
you’re not waiting for it to happen. you’re relaxing into the fact that it already did. your desire isn’t a gap. it’s a memory.
and i’m hugging you now. it’s already done. you’ve already shifted. we’re just waiting for the light to catch up. <3
p.s. you’re not manifesting from lack anymore because we killed the idea of “lack” in a basement with a philosophy degree and a glock. i love when we commit semantic murder for healing. anyway. go be ethereal now. go be deeply, disgustingly abundant.
emma, how to embrace the fulfillment state? do you have any tips to stay motived or not care when you don't shift at the same night? like, what tools do you use to stay connected and enjoyed? example: listening to music that reminds of your dr or scenarios. ‧ ౨ৎ thank you, love. ♡
you want to be in the fulfilment state . . . then enjoy things. actually. on purpose. like an insane person. stare at the ceiling like it’s a renaissance painting of your dr bedroom. listen to music that makes your chest hurt a little because it reminds you of the hallway you pace in your dr when you're pretending not to wait for him (you know the hallway. it echoes when he walks). live like you’re the unreliable narrator of a niche novel being turned into an arthouse tv show no one will understand until season 3. eat it up. embody it. haunt your own plot.
tips for staying motivated when you don’t shift that night: girl. do you stop being in love with your crush just because they didn’t text you back one (1) time? (ok maybe you do. relatable. but try to not do that here.) your dr is a place, not a prize. a home, not a finish line. not shifting one night doesn’t mean you’re not shifting. it just means your brain had the audacity to be tired. that’s not failure. that’s maintenance. like ok fine i didn’t quantum-leap into my hot little dreamverse, but did i romanticise the bus ride to school while listening to a fan edit soundtrack?? yes. did i do an 8-second visualisation while brushing my teeth and accidentally dissociate into another realm for a minute? also yes. so i won. every day is shifting. every second is evidence. every blink is a rehearsal.
and yes. i use tools. god i love tools. i’m like an inventor but instead of building machines i make deranged playlists that emotionally manipulate me into believing i’m already living inside a jane austen x kubrick crossover episode.
anyway. you are not failing to shift. you are literally in the foyer of your dream life eating strawberries and lying on the carpet. stay there. rearrange the furniture. hum a little song
Realizing that sleeping—something I do all the time— includes my consciousness detaching from my CR body helped me address my subconscious fears pertaining to shifting.
And this tweet had me thinking about how it’s the same method we use to shift!
A message from my brother’s shifter girlfriend:
HELLO all you BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE how are we doing today? good? well great, we are here, we are yapping, we are DISCUSSING our drs. praise waluigi and blessed be :p
for everyone invested— my brother’s shifter girlfriend has just arrived
the yap sesh has commenced
the best thing about being a shifter is the realization in public that no one knows i’m a fucking witch in another reality
i shifted
it’s so weird to be writing a blog about the fact that i’ve shifted, i’m so happy and honestly still in shock. it’s so real and so strange to see myself through a new body, a new room, a new lifestyle, and to have all the memories as if it’s always been my reality (I know this reality has always existed and it’s just a shift in consciousness, but you see what I mean?)
i shifted during the night of april 5 to 6, 2025. i was just so tired of this reality—just the thought of spending another day here was making me "angry". personally, i don’t use any method, no subliminals (except sometimes), i don’t visualize super well, i can’t focus 100% on anything. all i have is the deep desire to shift and fully dive into that reality.
i looked at my pinterest boards, quickly went over my script, watched a few videos related to my dr, then closed my eyes. i put on songs that brought me closer to my dr, i thought about what i was going to do once i got there, what I’ve already done, i imagined the next day—what my day would be like (i didn’t script where or when i’d arrive in my dr), there are some dishes i can’t wait to try — i was already imagining myself ordering them and eating so much of them.
i was just there, daydreaming about this reality
i repeating affirmations to myself a few time: i am aware of my desired reality and i am in my desired reality.
then suddenly, i felt like i wasn’t in my room anymore, and when i opened my eyes, i discovered my new room. I didn’t feel anything, see white flashes, hear voices, or anything like what I’ve read here. I was just there.
i touched my hair, looked all around me—guys, it’s so real. it’s not a lucid dream, i even did the five fingers test + pinches.
how real is it? you see the way you’re lying on your bed and you feel the sheets all along your body, sitting on your chair, you feel the texture of the seat, and you’re looking at the room you’re in — you see that 3d, that vividness, the details — it’s like that. there’s absolutely nothing dreamlike about it, and it’s incredible how real it is.
i’m not planning to stay long here (I plan to shift now tbh.), and most importantly, i’m a permashifter now. but please, guys, don’t give up! you deserve to live your dream life, i shifted so you can.
You looking for a method? HERE IT IS: Close your eyes, say ‘I’m in my DR,’ and don’t question it. BOOM. Shifted.
I’ve had “death wish” by gracie abrams on repeat for the past three days. Literally. If I’m playing music, it’s that song and nothing else. For hours on end. Even if I try to listen to something else it does not hit the same and I just revert back.
I literally cannot stop. It’s currently playing as I type this out. Oh look at that it just ended… and it’s playing again. And it shall for the rest of the night.
(I think it has to do with the fact that I’ve related it to my lore in my hogwarts academia dr— but also I’ve never listened to a song repetitively for so long…)
Shifting is guaranteed. I know you hear a lot of people say this, but it truly is. Nothing can stop you from shifting, not even death. The moment you found shifting and decided you want to do it, you already did. There's no hurry, no rush, you just have to wait for it to be reflected into the 3d. And it's 100% sure that it will, so sit back, get yourself a drink (coffee) and watch it come to you!
stuck between wanting to post every little thing about my drs and never actually knowing what to tell yall
“my hogwarts academia dr is gonna be chill, just vibes, less chaotic than my hogwarts band dr—”
I’m a goddamn liar.
I’ve started scripting a few songs I want to write along with my novel & poetry collection. I’ve added dramatic lore. I’ve scripted that lore comes back to haunt me quite literally.
Can I have one dr where I’m not putting myself through despair? Please?
Spoiler: the answer is no.
i said what i said, and then it happened (unfortunately 4 everyone)
cards on the table . . this isn’t a secret. it’s barely even information. it’s just that no one wants to say it plainly because then what would we sell? law of assumption, attraction, annotation, adoration, alliteration, whatever poster child the wellness-to-woo pipeline’s feeding you, is, at its core, confidence + assumption + commitment to the bit until reality bends in obedience . . aka success.
i might as well just say : you are god. put that on your cv, if you wish. assume the feeling of the wish fulfilled. occupy the state. don’t wait . . . be.
let's look at it like this .
confidence = i am her. full stop. not becoming. already am. the main character, the casting agent, the guy editing the trailer, the theatre audience in tears, the whatever.
assumption = no questions. no conditions. you’re not waiting on a greenlight from the universe. you’re the studio exec. it’s your production. the role’s been cast. it’s you. you win. ta-da, congratulations.
success = the plot simply has to follow suit. reality is the intern, your assumption is the highest executive order.
think of it like this : you’re putting on a coat. not a dream coat. not a someday coat. the coat of already-having, in a colour called “i said what i said.” i'm not telling you to hope. i'm telling you to live like you already got the call from your agent and you’re in the lead role of your own fantasy.
and when you do that, really do that, everything else rearranges itself like stage props moving behind the curtain. why? because consciousness is the only reality, and the assumptions are dictating the script.
law of assumption is basically just . .
i said it. i believed it. i became it. reality caught up.
I’ve recently embraced having different names in my drs, along with hairstyles and tattoos and stuff.
I used to be so adamant on being the same me I know here. I guess I’m a sentimental bitch. But then I had to change my name and hair in my Nightmare Before Kissmas dr for canon purposes and it was… liberating. And now i’m so into it. I want to be a new bitch every single time.
Manifestation Isn't a Battle.
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Despite what you may have been led to believe, manifestation is completely natural—something we've all been doing since we were kids. It's in our human nature to manifest. The law has always worked and always will. So why does it seem so difficult for some of us to manifest now? I'm here to shed some light on that.
It's fairly simple: You're trying too hard.
I know, I know. A lot of people in our space have been repeating this sentiment. However, that's because it's completely true.
Manifestation is one of the easiest things you'll ever do, and I can't emphasize this enough. No matter how it may feel at times, you're not playing tug-of-war against the 3D, the universe, or whatever you think is holding you back. If I had to describe it, you're more like walking up to the rope, snatching it, and taking it home. No competition, no opposition. There’s nothing and nobody standing in the way of you and your desires. Nothing can stop you. Nothing. You are limitless.
What's the point of fighting against an invisible, nonexistent opponent when you've already got everything you could ever want? The only thing you have to do is claim it—accept it as your own because it is. Doubts? Doesn't matter. Circumstances? Irrelevant. Instead of trying to fend off your doubts or ignore the 3D, just don't. When something tests you, let it. Laugh at it. Refuse to take it seriously because it truly isn’t worth your energy. Don’t waste your time on meaningless distractions.
Revel in the fact that you already have your desire. Enjoy it! Your desire isn’t being created out of thin air—it’s already waiting for you. All you have to do is claim it. The moment you do, it’s yours. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Nothing will ever change that.
So, stop. Stop fighting. Stop wasting your energy on pointless, imaginary battles. Someone who truly has their desire wouldn’t bother—so why are you?
Me, a shifter, whenever my CR parents start acting up:
(make sure to unmute)
My best friend bought me a candle which I said smells like my new hogwarts academia dr
my best friend is better than yours
the only thing standing between you and everything you want is the way you react to its absence
my brother is dating a shifter this is not a drill she is coming over tomorrow so her and I can hang out and yap about our drs i’ve never been more excited in my life bless my brother for finally having good taste in women
her and I are besties she just doesn’t know it yet
(update: we rescheduled for tuesday since she wasn’t feeling well— now we all wait in anticipation)
(update again: It happened, I made another post about it here)
Just for context, or visuals, or just because I want to show you— here are the vibes for both my hogwarts realities (ft. a glimpse at what my scripts look like kinda not really)
new hogwarts dr dropped. Now I have two.
We’re well aware of my Hogwarts Band dr, now lemme tell you about:
Hogwarts Academia.
It’s exactly what it sounds like. I wanted one that was more dark academia vibes. I am too main character baddie in my other dr and I wanted a bit of a chiller vibes one… though my lore is about to crazy nonetheless.
I don’t know much about it at this point but I’m scripting as we speak so stay tuned (I say like I ever actually talk about my drs outside of vague references).
They deactivated their acc, they do think rationally tho. I thought it might help some of you.
pre-shift vibes
Detachment won't do shit if you still assume you can't shift. You’ve probably seen these posts: “Just detach! Stop obsessing! Don’t use shifting as an escape, or you’ll never shift!!” And yeah, sure, taking a chill pill and not stressing yourself into oblivion can help. But just detachment alone isn't a magical one way ticket to your DR. You can detach all day, but if you still assume shifting isn’t gonna happen for you, nothing’s gonna change. -> The real problems are your assumptions, not a lack of detachment You can be obsessed as hell with shifting and still do it - if you assume you can and will. You can shift purely to get the fuck away from here - if you assume you can and will. You can put your DR on such a high pedestal that it has its own damn orbit and still shift - if (we can say it together at this point) you assume you can and will. The problem isn’t wanting something too much - it’s what you’re telling yourself every day all day long. Wanting to escape? Not the problem. → Thinking you’re stuck forever in your CR? That’s the problem. Seeing your DR as perfect? Not the problem. → Assuming it’s too good for you? That’s the problem. You heard of people that stopped trying and suddenly shifted? They probably saw sudden success not because detachment is a magic band-aid fix, but because they stopped reinforcing their old bullshit assumptions. Instead of stressing over how to pretend you don’t want what you obviously want, start questioning what you actually believe about shifting. it isn't about that, it's about assuming that what you want is already yours and that you can do it. Deserve it, whatever doubt is holding you back. Fight it, beat it and fold it into an origami bird ^-^ (Obligatory "this is only my personal opinion and not necessary a fact, if it resonates great, if not also nice"- disclaimer :3)
Currently looking back at my old scripts from like 2021/22… chat what was I dOING ???? Who did I think I wAS ???? Baby Shifter Jello was a different breed but she was happy and she was free so you know what you go girl…
I will be changing everything about my Outer Banks dr now that i’m bringing it back though.
the love i hold for my dr s/o needs to be studied because ain’t no way I feel this mUCH
I think it’s time I bring back my Outer Banks dr from 2021… purely for season one vibes and absolutely no plot like I just wanna vibe with the homies.
Sighs, opens notion.
i have it, i have it, i have it… so where is it?
there’s a thing that happens. a delusion, a performance, a cosmic joke that you’re in on until you realise you’re the punchline. you manifest something, no, you inhabit it, you embody it, you crawl inside its skin and zip yourself up. i have x. i own x. x is already in my hands. you say it until it isn’t a wish anymore, just a fact waiting to be noticed. and then. nothing.
the universe, god, the simulation, whoever’s supposed to be writing this cheque, has put you on hold. customer service music is playing. you are nowhere near x, your hands are empty, your environment bleak and x-less. you are spiritually rich and physically destitute, the manifestational equivalent of an aristocrat whose assets are frozen.
and you sit there, stunned. because it worked last time. and the time before that. and the time before that. like magic, like clockwork, like a law as immutable as gravity. you have received things you shouldn’t have received. things you had no way of getting. things that should have been out of reach but weren’t, because you knew how to want them properly. so why not now? why this, why you, why the delay?
so , here’s how you get x
you ignore the absence of x. you treat x like an inevitability, like a train already hurtling down the tracks towards you. not like a possibility. not like a wish. an inevitability. you do not beg the train to come; you stand at the station as if it’s already rounding the bend. you prepare. you make space. you act as if.
this is not the delusion of a fool. this is the precision of an architect. the greats have always known this, athletes, actors, politicians, emperors. success is an air, a posture, a scent worn like cologne. you can smell it on people before they have it. and if you wear it long enough, the universe catches on.
you speak in possession, not longing. you train your mind to recoil at the word "want" like it’s poison. wanting affirms lack. you do not want, you have. you are.
but what about reality? what about facts? what about the brutalist architecture of circumstance, the stone and steel of what is?
what about it? reality is not static. it is pliant, malleable, a thing to be strong-armed and shaped. the first step in changing reality is refusing to bow to it.
so you do not acknowledge the empty space where x should be. you treat it like a chair already filled, a bank account already bursting, a future already decided. you hold the pose, you speak in the tense of the having, you ignore the absence until it has no choice but to become presence.
confidence + assumption = success. it has never been more complicated than that. the world has always belonged to those who assume it should.
so assume. and let the world catch up.
you will never see me displaying.......humility.....or even worse... normalcy. i shifted realities and got absolutely, transcendently railed by a man who, by all accounts, does not exist. structurally, narratively, ontologically. and yet.
my thoughts shape reality, my desires rearrange the cosmos. i’m sorry, what exactly would you like me to do with that? renounce my own divinity? get a hobby....such as.... pottery? be serious and start affirming
