The world is unquestionably filled with natural artistry. The Galapagos Islands teeming with colorful life, the Grand Tetons reaching high enough to cast shadows upon the clouds, and a simple garden rose infused with an inebriating fragrance are all small affidavits of the magnificence of the world in which we live. From my front door the scent of the ocean, the evening jasmine, and verdant tropical gardens are only steps away.
I created this. I created this because this is what I love. Some years ago I visualized myself living in just such a place. My world existed fully illuminated, comprised from love, and I manifested this from a dream matrix. What have you visualized while in a state of love? We are the masters of our own destinies and we can manifest those destinies, but as I ponder that realization I cannot help but notice that all is not a rose garden.
Would anyone consciously conjure negative circumstances in their own life?
Do we subconsciously emit negative energy and inflict ourselves with sorrow? If we can intend good things then can we not intend the bad as well, even subconsciously? Or are we guileless victims of circumstance? Much has been written on the subject of manifesting your intentions but where does the anguish many suffer from originate? Clearly, we cannot take credit specifically for the good and simply ignore the bad. Where do the bad things come from?
Collectively, we act as one. The "American Dream” influenced a lifestyle for millions of people for over 50 years. We perpetuated that dream but then, like waking from a nightmare in a cold sweat, we suddenly find ourselves sitting on the precipice of the complete demise of the American middle class. When Rachel Carson wrote Silent Spring she made the world aware of the problems humans pose to the environment. We banded together to put an end to polluting the rivers, estuaries, and lakes, to ban DDT, and the EPA was born. Seemingly, then, a collective conscience manifests intentions, both the good and the bad.