I wanted a view.  My husband and I moved to the West Coast of Canada in 2004 and settled into a nice house on a nice street.  It felt very temporary though; it was not on Vancouver Island and it did not have an ocean view.  I quickly learned that an ocean view was a rare privilege that came with a big price tag.  When job circumstances made a move to Vancouver Island this spring possible, we put our house on the market and started house shopping!  There was nothing in our price range that provided the view that I dreamed of, but I did not let that dream go.  We looked at many houses and none provided that great expanse of scenery that my heart desired.  In my life's journey I have learned that you must dream big and keep your heart filled with that dream; leaving the how and when of it to those mysterious forces that act in our lives, whether we are aware of them or not.

On the very day that our house sale was completed and we were free to buy our Island home, a house came on the market that I fell in love with instantly.  It had the most gorgeous ocean view from the backyard, and a rope swing between two large cedar trees. What more did I need?  I would have lived in a treehouse for the view, but the house was nice too.  Someone else thought the same thing that very day and we were in a competitive bid situation.  As we sat in the realtor's office late in the evening waiting to hear if we had won the bid, I suddenly got a surge of energy through my body.  I felt ecstatic and knew that the owners had chosen our bid at that very moment.  My body does not lie, when I listen to it.  A short while later we got the call that yes! the house was ours. 

In order to manifest your dreams, you must keep your thoughts and feelings on what you want, but most of us fill our minds with what we don't want.  Our fears and frustrations just bring us more of the same.  Climb the tree and see farther than your everyday existence; see where you want to be and what you want to be next and let it happen.

 

As a child, I loved to climb trees and stay hidden while I observed life and people. Once I climbed an apple tree and became trapped by a herd of cows that came over to eat the fallen apples. I learned that I was very afraid of cows.  I don’t climb trees anymore but I still go up to a virtual treehouse in my mind when I need time to think, and to read and write.