The Compound Effect
I know and trust that this compound effect is at work for me. That each decision, however seemingly minuscule, toward embodiment, is altering the field — rearranging matter and resource. In unseen ways, results are materializing, that, when brought wholly into density, will appear miraculous, illogical and beyond the limited machinations of my psyche.
I have said “yes” to God’s navigation, moving where I feel the pulse of Creation. It is my practice to hold unwavering faith and trust in the ways God chooses to surprise and delight me with the fruition of my most deeply held desires. I claim the miracles destined for me. I claim ownership and stewardship of my Legacy, my vision and my contribution. I claim sovereignty in God over all that I AM, and choose to exalt my highest expression. I rise to greet each day, each moment, with profound gratitude that God still desires to actualize miracles through my aliveness. I choose reverence and responsibility for my mission, holding myself in the nobility, dignity and purpose of it’s magnitude. I choose to see abundance and divine providence everywhere. It is my great honour to inhabit this precious body, the vessel through which I experience the divinity of my humanity. My life becomes a living prayer and source of peace, prosperity and power, which I lovingly and generously sow into the collective. I devotedly invest and circulate my reSource into my sacred contribution, proliferating reciprocity.
I acknowledge each choice point as an opportunity to multiply and amplify God’s grace and love as the undulating force beneath my desires. As the emanation of who I be expands as a reflection of Creation, the experience of time and limitation in the conception and fruition of my divinely appointed desires will dissolve. Love will be liberated, and the potentiality of miracles will become an inevitability, as the compound effect collapses all that stands in their way.
May this decree nourish you, fortify you and activate you. May you cast your visions from the whispers of God felt in the portal of your heart. May miracles bless your life in profound and beautiful ways.
* Excerpt from my journal - April 28