Want to start manifesting? Stop and do this one thing first.


To me, manifesting is making yourself available for God to put opportunities in your life.

It means tapping into your intuition and what God wants for you and then making that space in your life to receive it.  To see the ways that he’s trying to give it to you.

But the key is you can’t bring something into your life if you don’t have the space for it.  Mentally, emotionally, energetically, physically.

I was at a retreat with the fabulous Danielle LaPorte.  She brought up the metaphor of the “ugly chair.”

Interior designers go into people’s homes and there it is.  Everyone has one.  The ugly chair.

The designer will ask, “Why do you have this chair here?  It doesn’t go with anything.  It’s ugly.  Do you even sit in it?”

“Well no – I hate that chair!  I really do.  I want to get rid of it.  But I don’t have anything else for that space right now, so I’ve just been keeping it around.”



But the catch is, you can’t put anything in that space until you CLEAR that space.

The first step is not to buy a new chair.

The first step is to get rid of the ugly chair, because that’s what creates the space in your life to attract the next thing that you need or desire.

That’s what makes you open to seeing those new opportunities in front of you and makes you more likely to say yes to them, because now you have that space.

It might be something physically in your home.  It might be in your schedule, in your time.  If you want to start going to the gym more and you need the time, then you need to create the space in your schedule first.  You don’t wait for the perfect yoga class time magically appear.  You first open up your schedule for an hour or two, and then you will find what works with your open hour.



What’s your ugly chair?

What do you need to remove in your life so that you can receive what you truly desire, what you truly want to fill that space, what God desires to give you?

The other benefit of taking out the ugly chair is that it’s not bringing anything positive to your life.  It’s not bringing beauty, it’s not bringing joy, it’s not bringing positive energy, it doesn’t light you up.

At the BEST, it’s neutral.  But most great teachers agree that nothing in this world is neutral: you’re either moving towards, or you’re moving away.  There is no neutral.

So if that ugly chair is not giving you positive energy, then I guarantee it’s creating negative energy.

How many times do you look at it and think, “That stupid chair.  I just want to get something new.”

It lingers, it hangs around.  You’re better off without it.  It needs to go.

So the first step is to figure out, What’s your ugly chair?  What do you need to get rid of so that you can say “yes” and receive the many blessings that are trying to come your way?

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