Contributor: Debianne DeRose. MANifesting MENtor and law of attraction fan Debbianne DeRose is the author of three humorous books including What I Did On My Midlife Crisis Vacation. Get your fix of empowerment laced with humor! Head over to www.debbianne.com.
During my “Inadvertent House Flipper” days in Oregon, I was bursting with creativity. In fact, that’s what motivated me to buy my very own ugly-duckling home: it was a giant canvas. I had far more in the way of artistic inspiration than common sense or funds to complete the many projects I’d started. But as it turns out, those conditions were perfect for ushering in the far greater creativity of the universe.
Among the more prominent DIY projects was the design and construction of a big mosaic-tiled shower room. Smashing up tiles with a hammer, sorting the fragments by color, then arranging them into designs had become an epic community endeavor at my casa. And though I’d amassed a ginormous tile collection over the course of two years—scrounging leftovers from other people’s projects, sometimes picking them up cheap at the Habitat Re-Store, or gleaning them from dumpsters—it somehow wasn’t enough. Halfway through the project, I was shocked to realize I’d used up all the tiles.
Ironically, though I was wildly creative in an outward sense, my limited human mind could only conceive of a measly two options to solve the conundrum: buy the remaining tiles at retail (which seemed impossible on a shoestring budget) or wait another two years for slow, cheap acquisition (which was really depressing). I was at a standstill, so I simply turned my attention away. Which was easy to do considering I had a mess of electrical wires protruding from the ceilings and countless other “fish to fry.”
A few weeks later there came a knock on the door. Putting down my trowel and my bucket of plaster, I opened the front door to discover two women on my doorstep. Would I be interested in some crates of tiles? They pointed to their pick-up truck.
These kind strangers had worked at the Ann Sacks Tile Company for years, squirreling away the choicest pieces, but now they were Alaska-bound … and eager to lighten their load. Within a few minutes, I’d been gifted with boxes full of gorgeous brand new designer tiles—thousands of dollars worth!
How on earth did this happen? Well, I did have some mosaic art outside that caught their eye, but this was clearly the magic of the universe at work. I often reflect on this tile tale to remind myself of two key manifesting principles. First is that the divine solution always serves the highest good of all parties involved (or all cooperative components). Secondly, the magical solution shows up when I release my resistance. In this case, being insanely busy and immersed in other problem-solving activities was a very effective way to divert my mind. Whatever the path of least resistance is … take it!
And of course, the metaphor was not lost on me: Taking something solid, smashing it to bits, then rearranging the shards to create new beauty. If we yield our thoughts and beliefs to the hammer of change, the result is a huge unsalvageable mess! Or so it seems … until we relax and allow something pleasingly novel to emerge.
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