I Love You, Buffer of Time
Have you been hearing the same thing I have over the years, that the manifesting process will eventually speed up and our buffer of time will get shorter?
They’re talking about the trend toward instant manifestation, which I used to think would be so cool!
Bring it on!!
And yet, as it’s happening … (you’ve noticed it, too, right?) I realize how much I appreciate that buffer of time.
- Time to realize what I’m focusing on.
- Time to clean up the negative thoughts.
- Time to find my way to a better feeling thought.
I used to be impatient that the good stuff arrive faster, and now that it’s all arriving faster, I realize how much cleaning up I have to do.
On the way to the airport last week to present at Michele Woodward’s Revenue Rocks event (which rocked!), I had left the house a half hour later than planned and noticed I was driving with some nervous tension. Evidenced by my grip on the steering wheel, my leaning forward in my seat instead, and imagining obstacles ahead that could cause me to miss this plane. (Hard to find parking, long wait for shuttle, long lines in the terminal, getting delayed in security, etc.)
Yay for a little awareness, because my white knuckle grip on the steering wheel clued me in that I was preparing for exactly what I didn’t want.
I took a deep breath and released the tension (or much of it, anyway) from my body. I leaned back in my seat. I smiled in remembering that it all works out. I imagined myself arriving in perfect time. (“I don’t know how, but I do.”) Smooth operations inside the airport. I am making this plane.
And then I realized that’s not what I want – just to make the plane. Because Universe could deliver that, but if I missed the connection later in the day, or if the plane was late in arriving, it could screw up the meet and greet that night. And even if I made the meet and greet, what if it was no fun? What I wanted was bigger than just “making this plane.”
I dialed in on the deeper desire: an easy (hello, maybe even enjoyable!) travel day, allowing everything to work out perfectly, not micromanaging what that looked like, having a lovely time with Michele and all my fellow coaches.
The reality being I hate traveling, I was late for this plane, and I’m an awkward introvert at social events.
But only muggles get tripped up by reality. Not deliberate creators.
I know I get what I focus on. Universe makes a way. All I have to do is focus on what I want. Easy travel (maybe even enjoyable!), everything works out perfectly, great fun with coaches.
I let it be okay that maybe I missed the Thursday night event and I arrived Friday instead. Who knows? I’m easy.
And with that, some how some way traffic got very congested. For about 30 seconds. Because everyone else seemed to be taking the same exit. Which wasn’t mine.
So the freeway opened up. For me, anyway. !!
With no one in my way, I made good time to the airport.
I took a chance on the close parking, where my ex-beau says there’s never any spots. (He always skips it to drive further out.) But things are working out for me, so why wouldn’t there be a space there? Surely someone arrived this morning and has just left!
Sure enough, I spy one open spot. Right by the shuttle stop.
I easily gather my stuff from the car and check myself as I start hustling to the shuttle. (No need to run, things are working out!) I stood at the shuttle for less than 60 seconds before a shuttle arrived. A nearly empty shuttle, I might add. Easy on, easy off, making quick time to the terminal.
Inside the terminal, I quickly find the line for check in. I’m not in it for more than a minute before the woman behind the counter hollers out asking if anyone was there for the 9:20. I raise my hand. She waves me to the front, admonishing that I’m going to be late for my plane. It’s my own little secret that I suspect she’s wrong.
She stops helping two other people who were already underway with the check in process at the counter – not to mention the two dozen people I’ve just stepped in front of – to get me checked in and on my way. The guy next to me at the counter and the first guy in line both mention that they’re also on the 9:20. It was as if she were deaf to them. I apologized to them on her behalf and for my cutting in front. But I was smiling inside knowing Universe was working its magic. One of the (hello, cute!) guys laughs with me about the situation.
Long story short, security was not only a breeze, but a joy. (Two TSA agents having a good time on the job! When does that happen? And the machine didn’t reject me for jean bling that usually gets me stopped.)
After sailing through security and enjoying the flirting agents, I had a short walk to my gate, where they were announcing apologies to weary travelers for a 3 hour mechanical delay, but ours is doing just fine. (Of course it is.) I even had time to pick up new reading material at the bookstore.
Arrived in D.C. in perfect time to get picked up by Michele, escorted by one of my best friends to a very lovely time with fellow coaches at a hopping gathering, all the while relishing in my sweet sense to check the vibe and make the shift before I manifested a disaster of a day.
Notice, I am sharing the story of my HAPPY fast manifesting, not the one about the stolen wedding ring or the bedroom stink bug, because I am being smarter about my focus. That’s what this shorter buffer of time will do – inspire you to drop any lazy habits of focus!
This experience and many others are showing me more than ever that now is a fab time to clean up a negative focus fast, because that’s what’s happening with our manifestations. They’re getting fast.
Before you get too excited about that, thinking that’ll only be a good thing, I suggest that anyone who’s thinking they desperately want things to happen faster is already a sign you’ve got some cleaning up to do.
I expect it will be a while before I get impatient again for the good stuff to happen faster, as I realize how well it serves me to have some extra time to become aware of and shift the vibe.
Because life really is good right now, so what’s the hurry?
All this reveling in our power to create whatever we want makes me wonder whether we can speed up or slow down our own personal buffers of time. What do you guys think? And is anyone else here noticing that things are indeed manifesting faster?