Earlier this year, we decided we wouldn't be going to our usual beach spot.   Instead, we would be doing something different. I had neutral feelings about going somewhere else but realized I would be missing out on getting my yearly batch of peaches. They are my favorite fruit and anyone who has been to the south knows that they are the ripest and juiciest down there.  I planted a sapling in the Spring right in the backyard. The tree most likely has a couple of years before producing any fruit.  

As the weeks went by until our trip, I bought a couple of batches from the store, and they weren’t very good. They were picked too soon and had a rubbery texture and bland flavor.  

Another day, on the way to the park with my kids, I passed a farm stand where a local man was selling peaches. I wanted to stop immediately and became hyper-focused on those peaches.  

I told my six-year-old son we were stopping who immediately screamed at the top of his lungs and had a gigantic tantrum. I was sucked into my trigger at that moment, feeling frustrated that I would not be getting what I wanted. I was in the wrong lane of traffic and would also have to stop at the ATM to withdraw cash. I found myself too frustrated to turn around and fight traffic, so we continued on to the park.  

By the time we left the park, the peach stand had already closed for the day.  We left for vacation a couple of weeks later and when we returned, I took our dog for a walk and found that our neighbor just down the street has an enormous peach tree right in his front yard. I had never seen so many on a single tree. He had a box on the table labeled “free peaches,” with bags.  

I immediately started filling a bag and he ran outside to greet me and explained that the frost had gotten to the tree last year, so there weren’t any. I have been stopping at the tree to fill a bag every few days for the past couple of weeks and they are the best peaches I have ever had.  

Through many Shamanic classes with my teacher, we have had discussions regarding manifestation.  

She would explain to me that we will usually get exactly what we need but we need to be open to the possibility that it may not be presented in the way we want it to be. 

  The universe is made up of endless possibilities, and our human minds can limit who, what, where, how, and when we are allowed to receive. If we are limiting our own experience, then the world will simply be a mirror and the divine will not be able to give us what we are seeking due to our blocks. If we are not open to the possibility to receive what we want, then we may not ever get it.  

Through my peach experience, I was shown a valuable lesson. I think it was easier for me to process the experience and information because what I wanted was so simple and the desire was strong. Getting fruit was something I viewed as completely attainable, and I didn’t have a list of structures, conditioning, and trauma standing in the way.  

I had instances of frustration and impatience but never lost sight of what I wanted… nor did I limit my ability to receive what I wanted by punishing myself for feeling my feelings.  

Manifestation is not about bahaving to get presents from Santa... or whatever is relevant to you. I think many of us were misled in the way because we were taught “good and bad,” from only a few perspectives.  

We are humans having a human experience and we aren’t going to be placed on some naughty list because we have a bad day.  

I believe it is being able to remain neutral and observant of our emotions and triggers rather than getting sucked into a negative spiral, thought pattern, or belief. Maintaining that we are deserving and worthy of what we want no matter what we are experiencing.  

Keep writing down wishes, manifesting miracles, and making letters to Santa Claus. If you believe and keep moving towards what you want with openness and willingness to receive, success is inevitable.  

How the miracle is possible and arrives is not for you to figure out.   You can have what you want… it may just come in different wrapping paper than what you originally thought.