Correction to the name of the author of Creative Visualization is Shakti Gawain, not Shonia Choquette.
The book Write It Down, Make It Happen, is by Henriette Klauser.
Intentions 2 – Writing It Down and Saying It Out Loud
Around 2002 I read a book called Write it Down, Make it Happen by Henriette Klauser, which was one step on my way to understanding that it is possible to set intentions and manifest and fill needs through those intentions. I had already been making intentions and unknowingly setting things in motion. Earlier that year, I had applied for a Fulbright scholarship to go to Germany and Belgium for a month, and I just knew I would get it if I applied, and I did get it. It was such a great experience that everything was paid for and arranged—hotels, meals, spending money, transportation. After that, I also read Shakti Gawain’s book, Creative Visualization, in which she says to visualize what you want to see happen, surround it in a pink bubble and send that bubble up to the higher realms, heaven, God, etc. I would do this in my hot tub. I said I wanted to get a grant of some kind every year so I could go to Europe for free. A couple of years later I got a grant that let me fly to Hungary to do research for the summer and I stayed with friends while I was there. After that, I got a grant to spend a month in Hungary learning the language and the culture at an institute – which came in handy since I had been unemployed for two years and was running out of money to live on in the US. I also got a job teaching there which paid for my apartment, my transportation (bus passes), a cell phone, and all the things I would need in the apartment, and paid me a salary—nominal, but covered food and travel back to the US. So while I have not gotten a grant EVERY year, I have gotten travel paid for quite a lot. I have more stories of travel that was paid for that I will talk about in an upcoming podcast, since it is recent and involves how sometimes negative occurrences end up being the answer to an intention.
After I read Write It Down, Make it Happen, I did one of the rituals that the book talks about—it is apparently based on a native American ritual on the day before New Year’s Day—so it is done before sunrise on December 31, the last day of the year. It has to do with 3 red-feathered arrows and 3 black feathered arrows, tobacco, and written intentions.
Klauser wrote that at the New Year or the solstice, in many Native-American cultures there was a special celebration, where they asked the Great Spirit to eliminate specific things that they no longer wanted in their lives, and to bring in things that they now wanted to have in their lives.
The ritual was that, they would use six arrows: three “death arrows” to represent the things they did not want, and three “life arrows” for the things that they did want.” The death arrows were to be put into the dirt in an area of low ground, surrounded by a circle made with tobacco leaves.
“They would step into the circle from the north, put the arrows in the ground, and say silent prayers, concentrating on the things they wanted to give up, or be rid of. then they would burn those arrows. The smoke would send a signal to the Great Spirit.” Then they would go to higher ground, creating a similar tobacco circle, leaving the opening to the south.
“Now they would go into the new circle and put the arrows in the ground, and ask the Great Spirit for what they wanted to bring into their lives. Those arrows were left standing for the Great Spirit throughout the year.” the first year, instead of arrows, they used sticks—willow branches—and tied ribbons to the ends to represent the feathers.”
Klauser could not burn the arrows when she did her ceremony, because she lived in California and there was a burn ban, she said. She did the ceremony in a group, and they wrote out the requests and taped them carefully to the willow branches. They read the requests out loud and buried the sticks representing the death arrows instead of burning them. They also did not want to leave the “life arrow” sticks there where someone could find them with the taped requests on the sticks, so they also buried those arrows after saying the intentions out loud.
My situation was similar. I went to a State Park near my home at 5:30 in the morning. It was dark and there was a closed gate. I parked outside and brought my arrows, which were made from wooden skewers with black paper taped to the top to look like feathers. I also wrote my requests, but I buried the requests near the arrows. I had purchased a bag of good tobacco from a smoke shop and surrounded those arrows, reading the requests for taking things out of my life. Then I went to higher ground, and did the red arrows in a circle and did those requests, also burying them. I did not want to be there too long since I snuck in past the gate, and I did see a car drive by when I went in. It was also cold and snowy.
Klauser said that she and her friend had written down the requests from the arrows in a journal so they could go back and look at the requests later on to see how it played out. They had amazing results, and I know for me that most of my requests have happened. Not all. But the act of writing it down, Klauser stressed, gives the intention a seriousness.
That is what has worked for me, even before this ritual. I had written in my diary (I have 50 years of diaries, and some are specifically for gratitudes and manifestations—more on that in a future podcast). I have written down things that I want to get, and found that these things would be offered to me or come into my own life in synchronous ways. There are many times that this happened, and it has become even more amazing over time. Just in the last few months I have asked out loud and written down specific needs and requests, and gotten them.
Just since November, I had a need for $300 to take a class online. I said out loud that I was requesting that this money come to me, specifically from a writing job, because I had pitched several magazines with story ideas. I asked that if I could get some of those stories accepted, the money could cover the $300. But I needed to know within a week because the price would go up. And I wrote it down. The next day I received an email from a major magazine offering me $1 per word for a 350-word article. I had NEVER before then been paid that high price for my writing. So I knew that I could sign up for the class because I would be getting the money. Once before, when I had just ended a teaching contract, I wanted to go to a conference, and I wrote in my journal that I needed $500 to go to that conference but was out of work and needed whatever money I had to live on. So I asked for the money if I was meant to go to that conference. That week I was bringing some old jewelry to a jewelry store to sell. Most of it was just small cheap earrings or rings that were not bringing in much money. I had an old charm bracelet from my ex-husband’s family, and the jeweler put it on a scale and said, “I can give you $500 for this.” I did a double take! How much?
I also was asking my grandson in December what he wanted for Christmas and then I said, “Do you know what I want? I want a blue tooth speaker.” And he said, “Daddy just won a blue-tooth speaker and he doesn’t need it so he was going to give it away.” And he gave it to me.
I also was hoping to get an Amazon card because I love audible and other books and I had a long list of books I wanted to get. I did not tell anyone about it, but wrote it down. I could not spend Christmas with my kids because they all had COVID, so I went to visit a couple of months later around my birthday. When I got there, my son said he had accidentally signed up for a subscription for Audible books a year earlier, and had accumulated credits for 11 books before he realized he had been charged for them on his credit card. It was worth over $150, but he could not get a refund and he asked if I wanted any audible books. So I got 11 new books.
I needed a citrus juicer and I said out loud, I sure could use a juicing machine to juice my oranges. I also needed a clear shower curtain and said that out loud too, to myself (and the spirit world). That same day, my neighbor said she was given some things from someone down the street who was moving. She had a clear shower curtain, which she gave me. She also had a citrus juicer, but she had gotten that for herself. Oh well. But wait, about half hour later she knocked on my door and said the woman gave her another higher-end juicer and asked if I wanted that high-end juicer. So I did get the juicer.
The last thing I asked for was a vacuum cleaner, because I had an old, tiny, vacuum that hardly picked anything up. I needed a large one but I did not want to buy one since I always end up giving them away when I move. That same neighbor invited me to go to the store with her and when she opened her garage, there was a Hoover on the side of the car. I asked about it and she said it was her granddaughter’s but she had no room for it when she moved, so this neighbor held onto it because she didn’t want it to get thrown away. She asked if I needed one, and then said, “It’s yours!” That was only a few days after I had asked.
More stories to come about cleansing and receiving.