Shifting Doesn’t Have To Feel Like A Chore

You can do it

You really can shift. At night, when nobody disturbs you and you feel comfortable. In the evening, when you're buying groceries. During the day, while completing work or study tasks. Even when you're in the shower, you can shift. Heck, even now as you're reading these words, you can shift anywhere.

You can do this. Repeat after me, "I am all-powerful. Shifting is easy for me. I can shift at any time, no matter what."

Just keep that in your head. Remind yourself of your true power. No, it's not a lie, it's just a long forgotten truth about you, that you can do anything, that you can achieve anything.

‧₊˚ ⋅ I love how natural and easy shifting is. All I need is my intention; no methods, no subliminals, no affirmations. Shifting is literally so simple. I love waking up in my chosen reality every day. ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ

A realization - Let go

(TW: light mention of some heavy stuff; rant + personal trauma mention)

To shift, or to manifest, you need to leave behind everything. You need to leave behind all sentiments, all pressures and and all circumstances, on a multiversal level, nothing will care about your trauma, to shift you have to let yourself forget about it fully.

Personal rant, my experience with shifting:

I was depressed. I had messed up this reality to a point where it could not be fixed in the present, I had failed all exams, lied about the results, hoping everything be better, because I will be in my desired reality later that night.

If I had a day off, or if it was a weekend, I would get too relaxed, i would end up daydreaming about stuff that was irrelevant to my DR, and fall asleep, because i knew i was still in my CR, I would wake up back here.

If I did not have a day off, and had to attend college the next day, I would be so stressed out, the need to escape was the only thing on my mind. I would try, get stressed about time running out, worried that I'll wake back and what not.

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And due to this, when i eventually woke back, in the same, lonely and cold reality, the only thought that would arise in my mind was to fill the sink with water, and dive my face right into it.

The realization:

It did not matter what I felt, the same thoughts "no one is coming to save me" "it doesn't matter ill be in my DR tonight" "I want to go home", whether it was said in a positive or negative tone, it didn't matter, thinking stuff like this wouldn't work.

It's all just a human way to perceive things, we're suffering and we need to escape. While shifting isn't like any other human process.

Changing your entire reality is almost mechanical. Select a place, act like it, feel it, and leave and let go whatever was in the past. The constant victim feeling we all get, isn't helping us, the constant need to fear we're going to be back in the CR, is a function attached to the human body. We're consciousness, and whatever reality we want is created by our own focus onto it.

Our DRs, also needs our contribution, for us to give it attention, let us form it. thinking like a human, thinking you're "shifting" to a place, you're attempting to shift to that place, thinking you might reach it if you do X or Y, won't work, you know?

We're the creator, our hopeless situation is also created by us, and us being in our DRs, is also created by us.

gonna start taking shifting seriously. i’m gonna start taking my advice instead of giving it. it’s time for me to actually take action. i don’t wanna be in this reality anymore and i wont.

It’s shifting actually real?? like it’s not a dream, is like here?? i’m new at shifting and i don’t want to lose time —months or years— of my life in something that’s not real 😭😭 a lot of people in tiktok said it wasn’t, people who’d even were shifters

ugh GIRLLLSLKSJSJSJSNSNS. ok, first of all, shifting is as real as this conversation we’re having. you’re literally shifting all the time without even trying—like, every second, you’re moving through realities. it’s just about consciously picking where you wanna land.

those tiktok people literally just……….. don’t get it. they probably gave up halfway or didn’t believe enough in their own power. shifting takes practice and faith, but it’s not some pipe dream. it’s YOU, stepping into the life you’re scripting, no strings attached.

if it wasn’t real, would thousands of people be sharing their stories and methods? NO it isnt a tik tok trend because it existed in ancient greece and numerous parts of other cultures. trust yourself. trust your desires. you’re not losing time; you’re stepping into a life that’s more aligned with who you are. it’s not a waste—it’s freedom

I'm feeling an UNBEARABLE amount of longing for my DR rn I'm going to explode

had a dream ab a reality idek if i’ll actually shift to and i’m not even consuming content ab it……… hmmmmmm………….

things to do with your s/o in honour of valentine’s day (or: things to script if your s/o is currently trapped in the fabric of space-time like a 1940s soldier in a locket)

kiss in every doorway you walk through. just because.

link pinkies instead of holding hands sometimes. just to keep things interesting.

make up a new anniversary. valentine’s day is amateur hour. find a random date and assign it significance. the day you first locked eyes across a crowded room? the day you both almost got hit by a taxi? make up a fake, elaborate backstory if needed. insist it’s the most important date of the year.

bite their sleeve when your hands are full. bonus points if you make eye contact while doing it.

wear something of theirs. a jacket, a sweater, a ring. something that smells like them, something that makes you feel like you belong to each other.

drag them into a photo booth. don’t give them time to think, just pull them in. later, hide a copy of it in their bag. or tape it to their mirror. or slide it into a book they’re reading. let them find it when they least expect it.

learn an entire obscure skill together. forging documents, deciphering ciphers, folding napkins into extravagant birds. something wholly unnecessary but deeply specific. nothing says ‘i love you’ like a hyperfixation you can share.

love each other like you are the last two people on earth who understand what love is. (because maybe you are.)

make them breakfast. not just toast. i mean ridiculous breakfast. pancakes with their initial spelled in syrup, eggs made exactly how they like them, fresh fruit cut into hearts if you’re feeling insane.

go to a bookstore and pick something for each other. something you think they’d love, or something that reminds you of them, or something with a title so absurd it makes you both laugh in the middle of the aisle.

write each other love letters. not texts, not dms. actual letters. fold them up, pass them under the table, seal them with lipstick like a 1950s socialite sending a telegram to her lover overseas.

slow dance in the living room. play something old, something scratchy and filled with longing. press your face into their shoulder. sway like you have all the time in the world.

light candles at dinner, even if you’re just eating pizza. especially if you’re just eating pizza.

draw on each other’s skin. little hearts on their hands. initials on their wrist. a whole mural on their arm if they’ll sit still long enough.

fall asleep on each other. on the couch, in the car, heads leaning together like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

go to a museum and act like the most insufferable art critics alive. invent elaborate meanings behind paintings. whisper things like ‘this piece destroyed me’ in front of tourists.

go somewhere haunted. make up an elaborate backstory for a ghost that definitely does not exist. demand the ghost give you relationship advice.

say ‘i love you’ in new ways. in a different language. in a ridiculous accent. spelled out in alphabet soup. traced onto their back with your finger.

leave them a note somewhere stupid. in their coat pocket, under their pillow, inside the fridge next to the soy milk. something simple. something damning. ("thinking about you." "you are so loved." "i win.")

trace hearts on their arm when they’re talking. act like you’re not doing it.

buy a cheap little ring and put it on their finger like it’s a royal coronation. it could be plastic. it could be candy. what matters is the ceremony of it all.

wear their favourite colour. don’t say anything about it. just let them notice.

𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐰 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 ( 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 ) . . .᯽

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 . . . ᯽

🌱 name: emma aurora cresswell 🥕 nicknames: rori + rora 🍎 age: 21 🫐 in the middle of med school, struggling to keep up with my peers and to pay my bills, i get a letter informing me that due to the passing of a ( really ) distant relative, i’ve inherited a farm in some place called ‘ stardew valley ’. . . 🐑 seeming like a scam, i throw it out. but the letters keep coming and coming. curiosity got the best of me and i looked up the town and decided to take a bus to see this place . . . 🌾 sure enough, i’ve inherited a farm from someone i didn’t even know existed. fed up, and with lots and lots of convincing i decide to pack everything up and try to start fresh at stardew valley. but tending to a farm isn’t an easy task. especially not with secrets in a new town and skeptical neighbors . . .

𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 + 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐬 . . .᯽

🚜 farming: ⊖ ⬤ ⬤ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

🥖 cooking: ⊖ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

⛏️ mining: ⊖ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

🌿 foraging: ⊖ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

💊 medicine: ⊖ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

🎣 fishing: ⊖ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

💰 wealth: ⊖ ⬤ ⬤ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

🗡️ combat: ⊖ ⬤ ⬤ 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 〇 ⊕ . . .

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