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Manifesting Love Club #12

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This is a new work in progress, The Manifesting Love Club. Four friends. All single. Some looking for love. Some not. Join these ladies as they take their friendship into a new direction, to manifest love.

Earlier, Heather introduced her idea of affirmations to manifest love. When her path crosses a handsome fellow – wearing a clown nose in public – she couldn’t be less interested. Even if he is the brother of a work associate across the hall. Unfortunately, he seems intent on getting her number.

This week we’re writing to a picture prompt. Picture prompt weeks are short – 300 words only.

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By the end of the day, Heather still hadn’t decided whether to let Sarah give out her number. All she knew was that if Mrs. Jamison didn’t get on board with the revised color scheme, the woman would be on the verge of losing her designer. During the course of her career, Heather had many difficult clients before, but none could match this dragon lady.

The only thing keeping her sane at the moment was thoughts of her treat to herself when this project was wrapped up and complete. A week on the beach. All alone. No one else. No clients. No fabric swatches. No contractors. No cell phones. Just herself, a cup of herbal tea, her journal and the soft, soothing sounds of the ocean lapping at her feet.

She stood for a moment, barefoot in the cluttered office, and closed her eyes. Taking long, deep breathes in through her nose, she drew in peace, temporarily forgetting the madness that threatened to consume her.

Deep breath in….exhale out…

Her calm was shattered with a knocking on her door and Laura’s voice interrupting.

“Heather? You have a visitor. Says he doesn’t have an appointment, but he wondered if you had five minutes.”

The puzzled look on her assistant’s face was out of character. Usually Laura was fully in control of the outer office. “Depends. Who is he and what does he want to chat about?”

“Brian Nelson. Says Sarah, from across the hall, is his sister.”

Obviously she was going to have to let the guy down face to face. Heather took another breath, filling her lungs with resolve and sighed as she let it out. “Go ahead. Send him in.”

The handsome guy that entered her office sported a freshly shaven face and was minus the clown nose.

Manifesting Love Club #11

This is a new work in progress, The Manifesting Love Club. Four friends. All single. Some looking for love. Some not. Join these ladies as they take their friendship into a new direction, to manifest love.

Earlier, Heather introduced her idea of affirmations to manifest love. The friends are working on their lists of what they want in a dream man. Heather shares her list of affirmations with her friends. And her mind starts to wonder. When will he come? Who will he be?

This week we’re writing to the prompt ‘toes’.

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Heather dropped her change in the machine. When she couldn’t decide on which high calorie, high sodium, nutrition free snack she wanted, she realized that she wasn’t in need of a treat, she’d only needed a break from work.

Maybe I should have just meditated for ten minutes.

“I highly recommend 33B. It was a good year.”

The deep voice coming from behind her shoulder startled her for a moment. She looked at 33B to see what in the world Mr. Clown Nose was talking about. “The Reese’s Pieces?”

“Yep, that’s the one.” He held up the bag he was munching from to show her. “Aged to perfection. Ingredients from the finest cocoa plantation. Probably some prime oak barrel or such plays in there somewhere too.”

“Uh…okay. Thanks for the tip.” At which point she deliberately punched ‘4A’ and watched a bag of peanuts drop down to where she could retrieve them. Snatching the cellophane bag out, she turned and made a hasty retreat, shaking her head in disbelief once she was out of them room.

Stopping at Sarah’s desk in the reception area, Heather lowered her voice, and nodded her head towards the break room. “So…who’s the new guy? And I doubt he’s going to get many listings if he runs around in public with that thing stuck on his nose.”

“That’s Brian Nelson. He doesn’t work for Landers Real Estate.”

“Good thing. I was thinking that Mr. Landers had lost it, taking on an agent that’s so unprofessional. He’s so…” Seeing the gentleman in question approaching the desk, Heather broke off and wheeled around towards the door. “Clients call…see you later, Sarah.”

Munching on peanuts all the way back to her office, Heather’s mind quickly switched back to business. Making a path through the piles of swatches stacked around the office, her brain whirled, trying to envision another layout that Mrs. Jamison would approve of.

CNJ_turquoise fabric.jpgA subdued turquoise pattern caught her eye, buried under a sea of various chevron designs. She pulled it out and held up the mottled design, reminiscent of a watercolor print, accented with subtle gold metallic accents. It was elegant, yet understated. Classic and timeless, many schemes could play off it.

Developing a list of possible options, using this fabric as a base, Heather was so intent on the new direction she could take this project that she didn’t hear Laura enter. When she glanced up and saw her assistant standing there, she jumped.

“Sorry. Didn’t want to interrupt you. You were so deep in thought.” Laura held out the phone. “It’s Sarah, from across the hall. It sounds personal.”

Puzzled, Heather took the call. After listening and nodding a bit, she stammered her reply. “Uh…let me think about it…I’ll get back to you.”

Punching ‘end’, she dropped the phone on her desk and started pacing. That clown was Sarah’s brother? And he wanted her number?

Her initial response was an adamant ‘no’. But, why then, did the simple request send a tingle down her body straight to the tips of her toes?

Manifesting Love Club #10

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This is a new work in progress, The Manifesting Love Club. Four friends. All single. Some looking for love. Some not. Join these ladies as they take their friendship into a new direction, to manifest love.

Earlier, Heather introduced her idea of affirmations to manifest love. The friends are working on their lists of what they want in a dream man. Heather shares her list of affirmations with her friends. And her mind starts to wonder. When will he come? Who will he be?

This week we’re writing to the prompt ‘candy’.

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Once everyone finally got a semblance of an affirmations list together, the group dispersed, well past the witching hour. Heather stumbled back into the kitchen with the intent of loading the dishwasher and returning the room to its usual pristine condition. However, after looking around at the mess, she simply groaned, put the leftovers in the refrigerator, turned out the light and headed to bed.

Tomorrow, she thought. I’ll clean up then.

She was so tired she didn’t even brush her teeth. Just gave them a swift rinse with minty mouthwash and burrowed under her plush purple comforter. She even passed on reading her affirmations before bed. She didn’t want to get up and walk back in to the dining room to get her list. She wondered if her friends would even repeat them once they left her house.

I guess it doesn’t really matter. They’re on their own journey. All I can do is share some techniques with them. If they want to use them…or not…it’s up to them.

The next day she slept until almost noon, something she didn’t often do anymore. In her younger days she had perfected the art of staying up till the wee hours and then sleeping most of the day away. Now, at forty-three, and the owner of a thriving interior design business, her habits had changed.

After mixing up a quick, nutritious smoothie for breakfast, she set about cleaning up the remnants from her evening with the girls. Dishes were finally washing. Papers and pens were returned to the study. Chairs were straightened and pushed in. The kitchen was swept.

Heather planned on running several errands when she was done, but after all that effort, she decided to take a lazy day and spend the rest of the afternoon puttering and napping.

But her mind refused to cooperate.

Her thoughts began drifting to work and the difficult client she had to try to satisfy. Every time she thought she had her mind quieted, it would wander off in a flurry of possibilities. She finally gave in and sat on the patio with a legal pad on her lap. With a soft breeze drifting through the yard and the trickles of the flowing fountain next to her, she filled page after page with sketches and ideas for an alternative plan to the one the client had rejected the week before.

The next morning, she got up an hour earlier than usual. After an extra thirty minutes in meditation, she headed to her office early, to get a head start on the day.

Hours later, when Heather’s assistant, Laura, arrived, her head swiveled taking in the condition of the office. “Did a tornado come through here this weekend?”

Heather grimaced. “Not hardly. I’m trying to come up with Plan B for the Jamison estate. That woman is impossible.”

“I think impossible is an understatement. Good Lord, I’ve never met anyone like her.”

“She’s a challenge all right.” Heather swung her hand around at the sample books laying on every conceivable surface. The work tables had long been overloaded and the piles threatened to topple at any heavy breath. She groaned and rubbed her temples. “I’ve been at this too long. Now that you’re here to catch the phones, I’m going to run over to the vending machines in the real estate office.”

Laura looked at her boss with astonishment. “Huh? You don’t eat out of vending machines.”

Heather dropped her head in embarrassment, her long blond tresses falling over her face. “I know. Everything there is so not healthy. But right now, I’m at my wit’s end with this project. I need candy.”

She hurried out without a backward glance before Laura could chastise her for her uncharacteristic craving.

Opening the door to the office across the hall from McKinney Interiors, Heather waved to the lady seated behind the reception desk covered with an elegant marble top. “Hi, Sarah. Can I steal a snack from your vending machines?”

“Of course. You know where they are. Need any change?”

Heather jingled the coins in her pocket. “Nope. Got it covered. Thanks, though.” She walked down the hallway to the breakroom, expecting to be the only one there.

She startled when she stepped inside and a strange man was standing at the sink. “Oh! I’m sorry. Didn’t know anyone was in here.”

His running jacket crinkled as he turned towards her. When he saw Heather standing in the doorway, he lit up with a megawatt smile, dimmed only by his whiskery stubble…and the scarlet clown nose plastered in the middle of his handsome face. “Hi ya, beautiful. You come here often?” He wrinkled his eyebrows Groucho Marx style.

Heather rolled her eyes. She was not in the mood to deal with a jester today. Nor, a grown man running around out in public with a clown nose on display. Then she chuckled to herself.

The stranger grinned, thinking he was the cause of her amusement. Well, he was. But not in the way he imagined.

One thing about it, Heather thought. With all my affirmations for my perfect man, it helps me realize that this is so not him. My future love is a professional or a craftsman, someone spiritually attuned – not some jokester that hasn’t grown up yet. Too bad, though. He is awfully cute.

Manifesting Love Club #9

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This is a new work in progress, The Manifesting Love Club. Four friends. All single. Some looking for love. Some not. Join these ladies as they take their friendship into a new direction, to manifest love.

Earlier, Heather introduced her idea of affirmations to manifest love. The friends are working on their lists of what they want in a dream man. Heather shares her list of affirmations with her friends. And her mind starts to wonder. When will he come? Who will he be?

This week we’re writing to the prompt ‘pencil’.

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Heather waited until the laughter died down before continuing with her mission – teaching her friends how to make their dreams into positive affirmations.

“Almost done. We’re going to take our wish list and use it to manifest the guys of our dreams.”

“How we gonna do that?” Corecia asked. “We’re gonna twinkle our noses and there he is?”

“No, goofus. Didn’t you listen to anything she said earlier?” The irritation showed on Juliette’s face as she chastised her friend.

“It’s okay, Juliette. It’s a new concept for a lot of people.” Heather tried to soothe ruffled feathers before it escalated into a war of words between the two, which had happened before. Being the two youngest ones in this group of partners-in-crime, Corecia’s impulsiveness and Juliette’s lack of patience had been a source of conflict before.

Heather moved her gaze around the table, looking at all three ladies before choosing one. “Corecia, what was one item on your list?”

legal padThe ebony beauty scanned the page in front of her and picked one. “I want them all…but if I had to choose the most important one, I’d say that I don’t want another cheater.”

“Perfect! Now, what we’re doing to do is to take that wish and turn it into an affirmation. A positive one. So, we don’t want to use the words ‘don’t’ or ‘not’. So instead of saying ‘I don’t want a cheater’, we’re going to turn it around and say ‘I want a man that’s faithful and true’. Or something along those lines.”

Corecia raised her hand in the air. “I’ll take one of those.”

Heather continued her spiel. “Besides making the statements positive, you also want to word so that it rings true to your heart. So, if ‘faithful’ isn’t a word that you’d use, choose another word. Try to keep the phrase short. If it’s too long, it makes it difficult to keep repeating and it’s harder to keep in the forefront of your mind.”

Juliette pursed her lips and appeared puzzled. “So…I’m confused…how is this list of phrases going to catch us a man?”

The question didn’t fluster Heather in the least bit. “Because we’re going to have these statements, probably five to ten of them is the best number to work with, and we’re going to repeat them every day. At least three times a day. First thing in the morning, sometime during the middle of the day, and right before you go to sleep. If you say them over and over again more than that, it’s even more effective.”

A defiant look flitted across Corecia’s face. “Girlfriend…haven’t you been doing this already? Since you’re the expert and all? And if you have…where’s your knight in shining armor?”

A pink flush rose on Heather’s cheeks. “I did jump the gun on this a little, since I knew this was the technique I was going to share. But I only started using affirmations for someone of the male persuasion about two weeks ago. However…I have used affirmations in my life for years. When I was battling cancer, I used them for my health. Successfully, since I’m here with you today. Later, I used them to build my interior design business. Which is thriving, thank you very much.”

Tracey looked thoughtful and spoke a question that came to her mind. “So, Heather, if you’ve been using them already for two weeks…does that mean you’re two weeks ahead in the game and will snag a fellow sooner than anyone else?”

Heather shook her head vehemently. “No, no, not at all. Intent and the energy you put into your affirmations is a very strong proponent of how well they will work, and how quickly. Which is a good factor to stress, Tracey. If you say the words half-heartedly, without any real expectation of seeing results…you probably won’t see any. Or, it may take months or years to appear. But if someone puts their whole heart and soul into belief and says the words with depth of emotion, they most likely will see the fastest results.”

Corecia seemed to still be having problems understanding how to form her affirmations. “Heather? You already have your list and your affirmations. Can you read them to us, so we can see how you worded yours?”

“Of course. I’ll read mine off. But after that, you’re all going to pick up the pencil and write your own.”

“Deal!” Juliette chimed in. “I’m with the others though. I want to hear yours first.”

“You all heard the qualities I wanted in a man. So I took my list and made a list of statements. Now, for where I wrote ‘I don’t want a hateful or spiteful man’, the affirmation I wrote for that was ‘My dream man is loving and compassionate’.”

She read on down the list.

“I attract a man with a healthy and holistic spirit.”

“My love supports and encourages my yoga and meditation.”

“My husband is intelligent and has a good job that’s compatible with mine.”

“My lover lets drama roll off his back. He’s a positive man.”

“My soul mate loves me completely, and adores my imperfect body.”

“My lover is enthusiastic about color in his life.”

She laid her paper on the table and lifted her head to address her friends. “That’s seven positive statements about the qualities that are important to me.”

Corecia thought a moment before interrupting. “But…you don’t have anything in there about how he looks. You might end up with a short, ugly man.”

Twitters surfaced around the table, but Heather was nonplussed. “That’s alright. Because that’s not important. Oh, now, if he’s gorgeous and tall…I won’t turn him down. But overall, it’s his heart and character that’s the vital parts.”

“Now, get to work ladies. Holler if you need help with something. Then, we’re going to repeat our affirmations every day for the next month. When we get together next, we’ll check on our results, and go over a second technique.” She rose from her chair. “Anyone want some coffee or hot tea?”

Hearing two coffee’s and one hot tea, she moved back into her hostess role and went to work getting beverages ready, leaving the three friends bent over their lists, intent on the project before them. As she busied herself making a fresh pot of coffee and getting her selection of herbal teas ready, her mind was off in another world, repeating her own special order to the universe. …a man with a healthy and holistic spirit…loves me completely and adores my imperfect body…enthusiastic about color…

She felt confident he would appear. But when? And in what form?

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