30 Days To A New Life- Monday

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Link to the first entry of the Superman Effect- Part I
http://supermaneffect.blogspot.com/2009/10/countdown-to-superman-effect-60-days.html

In case you are wondering how do I feel the Monday after quitting my eight year old management position at a 130 year old university to follow my passions, amidst fears of worldwide economic instability?

I feel great!

I had lived my last day at the university countless times as I envisioned the well wishes, heartfelt hugs, the laughter and the tears. I knew that when the time came to leave, others would cheer me on to my new journey and that I would leave behind a legacy of caring for the whole person. What I also visualized daily was the final Saturday night farewell party. Oh what a night!

If you had to choose one thing that you do better than any other thing. One thing that puts you in a state of ultimate invincibility and confidence, what would it be? For me, it is Disco dancing.

Even though I was born in 1971, the 70’s seem to have left more of an indelible mark in my memory bank than any other decade. Like many in New York City, my father never owned a car, so we used to take a taxi everywhere. The big afro with-a-pick taxi drivers were a regular sight. The smell of leather jackets infused with Newport lights came from all directions including my dad’s. The blinding neon lights and the alternating Salsa and Disco riffs introduced me to a trance-like state. Thanks to my parents and my older sister, Disco music was ever present in our home. They danced with Denny Terrio and his Dance Fever contestants on the tube every Saturday night listening to my father swear that he would be discovered next as a better dancer than John Travolta. Well, if he wasn’t going to be discovered, perhaps he can get his shy seven year old son to take up the mantle. I would do anything to impress my father, so I got over my trepidation and learned to dance Disco- better than him!

As I prepared for weeks to indulge in my Disco night farewell, I had a choice to make: I could mentally prepare for the possibility that I would be disappointed, that no one would show up or that those that showed up would not have a good time. “What if I can’t move as well as I used to?” “What if I put my back out?””I CANNOT tuck my shirt in!” Or I could mentally prepare for a night to remember, a night in which the spirit of John Travolta and my dad would give me that little extra needed to party like it’s 1979. I could visualize a crowd of friends surrounding me while I dance off the wall to ABBA, the Bee Gees and Donna Summers. I chose to dare to be disappointed and to visualize the night exactly as I wanted it. The night before, I had an epiphany: I had visualized Disco night so many times in 3D, surround sound emotions that at some level, I was convinced it had already happened!

At one point during the actual night, I looked through my snazzy 70’s shades and noticed that I was encircled by dancing friends watching me move like I hadn’t in 20 years to “I Will Survive”. It was the epitome of déjà vu. This is the power of manifesting your own reality and this is what my new life is all about.

For the next 30 days, I will write about manifestation. I will blog about the doors that open to publish my first blog as a book. I will document interviews with people from all walks of life to learn about the moment of transformation in their own lives in preparation for my larger work to be published in 2011- The Superman Effect: My Quest for the Moment When Everything Changes. I will manifest a business called Metatransformations Consulting, coaching individuals and teaching classes using the process that I have taken myself through- creative visualization, intuitive healing and higher-self resonance. I will materialize my company logo of Leonardo Davinci’s Vetruvian Man with outstretched wings.

I will choose to align the vibration of my desires with thoughts of my present reality. I will choose to feel good all the time regardless of my circumstance and to dare to be disappointed. If we only realized that when we allow ourselves to dream with no mental safety net, what comes of it is always far greater than what we currently see in the physical. Disappointment in life means you had the courage to have an expanded vision. The universe is still expanding and so should we.

I did hear from the owner of Nexus Journal as I asked to on my November 11th blog entry. He asked if he could include some of my blog in their 30th anniversary edition. After sending him some edits, he said he went to press with it. I told many people to look out for me in the January edition. I was super excited to have over 100,000 subscribers read some of my writing. I went to Whole Foods to pick up a “few” copies of the newspaper and sat down to look for my article. Nowhere to be found. I was disappointed- but with a smile. Perhaps he will publish it next month. I’m still smiling.