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My last month in Australia: A visual carousel.

I started putting this article together 2 days ago, as I was sitting in the Virgin wing of the international airport in Melbourne, Australia, waiting to board a flight to Auckland, New Zealand.

Exactly 19 months earlier, I arrived in Australia. I thought I’d be there for 3 months, and then go again.

Life it seems, had other plans.


In that time, I:

  • Worked through and healed some pretty foundational family stuff. It didn’t turn out the way I thought it would, or hoped. But it’s exactly as it should be.
  • Travelled up and down the East Coast of Australia 6 times (!!!).
  • Fell in love.
  • Lived in Byron Bay for 5 months.
  • Grew and expanded my writing and coaching business into a joy-fuelled dream-machine.
  • Went to Bali for 2 months.
  • Developed and launched my first eCourse, Manifest More.
  • And (just recently) took a break from it all, to step back, and recalibrate.


And so, to cap it all off, I wanted to do this:


My last month in Australia: A visual carousel.


Feeling philosophical in Yamba, in northern NSW.
Feeling philosophical in Yamba, in northern NSW.


A lake in Yamba.
“Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream… Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream!” On a lake in Yamba.



Surf beaches in northern NSW, Australia.
Surf beaches in northern NSW, Australia.



Tasting wine in Hunter Valley.
Tasting wine in Hunter Valley.



Adventures in Dorrigo National Park near Coffs Harbour.
Adventures in Dorrigo National Park near Coffs Harbour.



View of Sydney from North Bondi.
View of Sydney from North Bondi.



A girl can dream... I'd love a bike like this, tied to the rails at Bondi Beach.
A girl can dream… I’d love a bike like this, tied to the rails at Bondi Beach.



Getting close and personal with the graffiti art wall in Bondi.
Getting close and personal with the graffiti art wall in Bondi.



Can't not take a photo of the idolised ocean pool at Iceberg's.
Can’t not take a photo of the idolised ocean pool at Iceberg’s.



Cause I've got wings...
I think I can fly. Cause I’ve got wings…



The 3 Sisters. Apparently they really like hanging out together.
The 3 Sisters. Apparently they really like hanging out together.



Looking out into the world... Blue Mountains are pretty blue.
Looking out into the world… Blue Mountains are pretty blue.



Welcome to my abode. One day...
Welcome to my abode. One day…



And then: The Great Ocean Road.
And then: The Great Ocean Road.



2 of the 12 Apostles making an appearance.
2 of the 12 Apostles making an appearance.



"London Bridge" they call this. It's not London. But it sure is pretty.
“London Bridge” they call this. It’s not London. But it sure is pretty.



My camping face. "Stop taking photos of me!" I say. And then, later, I'm grateful.
My camping face. “Stop taking photos of me!” I say. And then, later, I’m grateful.



How to love, and stay, even when it feels too hard.

How to stay, + love, when it feels too hard.


Sometimes in love and life, we will feel like our heart is exploding with technicolor love confetti. And sometimes we will feel like it’s taking everything to just stay and love.


Last week I confessed the turmoil I was going through. Do I leave. Do I stay. Days after I wrote that post, I let myself feel all the feelings.


I went and stayed with another friend of mine — to give us some space — to sit with the questions, to feel, to breathe. I found myself running a bath, sitting on the tiled floor, wailing and crying hysterically. It was the ugly, snotty, uncontrollable, heart-breaking kind of crying that needs to be done alone, and in a bathroom.


Falling in love is easy. The start of love is filled with romance, chemistry, excitement, and cascades of endorphins coursing through our bodies, making everything fill with love. Staying in love, takes commitment, effort and more love.


It means loving someone though the cracks. Loving them through the ordinary moments. Loving them through the wounds and the fears. Loving them even when loving feels too hard.


To stay, and love is an art. It means loving even when we feel most broken, most vulnerable, and most like running away.


To stay and love, you have to believe that love is worth persevering for. Love, contrary to popular belief, is not always technicolour confetti. Sometimes it’s trudging knee-deep through the sticky mud of miscommunication, taking things the wrong way, and subjecting each other to your ickiest flaws and fears. And then still staying.


To stay and love, you have the courage to say what you feel, and hear what they feel, and to hurt. To have the courage to hurt, and still stay. To wield the hurt into an opportunity to learn, to grow, to expand. To stay and love means that you have the courage to use your hurt to make your love deeper, wider, broader.


To stay and love means you have the willingness to do your inner work. Inner work refers to the ongoing journey you are on with yourself, as you grow and change as an individual. It’s the phases of growth and stuckness, pain and hurt, confusion and being lost, change and transition, new beginnings and endings, connection and disconnection. When we do our inner work, we learn how to love, and stay, even when it feels too hard.


To stay and love you have to face your fears. Even when you feel so alone in your fears, the truth is, we all fear the same things. We fear rejection, we fear abandonment, we fear loss, and we fear pain. Allowing yourself to feel those fears, to acknowledge them and to face them, even when you want to run, means that the fears start to dissipate, and you can acknowledge them for being what they are: false beliefs that feel real. Here, you soften, and fall in love again.


To stay and love you have to let go. This doesn’t mean letting go of love. It means letting go of the beliefs that were stopping you from loving. Letting go of the ego, the fears, the stubbornness that things have to be a certain way, and trusting that love is here to serve, to teach and to expand into more love. It also means letting go of the need to be right. Letting go of the idea that the other person is inflexible. Letting go of what you each think you want, so fiercely. It means letting go, and letting love lead.


Last week I felt I had to make a decision. I received a beautiful influx of loving words, kind support, wise stories, and gentle encouragement from you. Thank you, to each and every one of you, for being there for me, when I most needed it. Your bright, luminous presence in my world, means more to me, than words can say.


I chose to love. To stay, and to love, even though it feels hard. Because I believe in love. Because I have courage. Because I am drawn to growth, and to do my inner work. Because facing my fears means freedom. Because letting go and softening is my favourite lesson. And above all, because love.


What if love isn’t enough to stay.


What if love isn't enough to stay.


Nothing lasts, but nothing is lost. — Spongle


Those words resonate through my soul as I think back to the lyrics of a 2005 underground psychedelic trance album that I used to listen to, on repeat, almost 10 years ago.


Right now, I am sitting in the warm sunshine, on the wooden back porch of a big, beautiful house in south St. Kilda, in Melbourne, with a big, old, happy chocolate labrador sunning himself at my feet. I feel happy, content, and peaceful in my heart.


The winds of change are in the air, and I don’t know yet, what direction they are going to blow me. I’m at another turning point that, like sliding doors, will make a mark on my future. There is no right, or wrong decision. Which is what makes this so hard. It hurts.


Do we stay together?

Or do we choose different paths?


After 1 big, beautiful, heart-expanding year together with my love, I am asking myself some big questions.


Where do we need to grow?

Where are we holding one another back?

What would life look like without one another?

Where do we need to soften, to accept, to let go?

When are we not taking personal responsibility for what we feel or experience?


Ever since we met up again in Bali, after 5 weeks apart, things felt different. Something was missing. That deep heart and soul connection was somehow gone. I could no longer feel him, the way that I used to.


I asked a couple of friends about their thoughts. They told me is was normal to feel this way sometimes. “Sometimes we feel it. Sometimes we don’t” said one. “I think we need to out of love in a way, to fall back in love with the same person” said another. All wise words.


I notice that we are both holding back in some way. Not expressing ourselves in our fullness. Cutting off parts of ourselves to make room for the other. Maybe its compromise. Maybe its obstruction.


Either way, it doesn’t feel good. I wonder if there is a different way. I love him deeply, with every cell in my body. But…


What if love isn’t enough to stay?


In 10 days we have flights booked to New Zealand. And this time, I might not go. This is my sliding door. A choice with endless possibilities.



Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali.


Every year, over 3.7 million people pay homage to the mesmerizing shores of Bali, Indonesia, in search of warmer climates, exotic foods, sun, surf, spiritual expansion, yoga, relaxation; and as a landing pad for entrepreneurial enthusiasm.


I have a unique relationship with travel: I only go to places when I feel called. Bali had been calling for about a year. I knew I was going — sooner or later — I just didn’t know when. Until I knew. And I knew, because it all fell into place so easily. The cheap flight. The friends who already resided there, and welcomed me with open arms. The sense that it was finally time. It was all in the signs.


So I applied for a 60 day visa, packed my Weekender, said good-bye to my love for 5 weeks, and flew to Denpasar International Airport, to begin my own personal intuition-lead pilgrimage. Behold today’s words:


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali.



]Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali: Canggu.


People say that Australia doesn’t get cold, but my friends: it’s a lie. It get’s freezing. And nothing made me happier than landing in Bali at midnight, to find a designated driver holding a sign with my name on it, take me to a beautiful apartment in Canggu, where I met up with my friend and client, Vanessa from Soul Brand Studio and woke up to this: Aqua blue water and banana fronds swaying in the warm breeze. I may have been born in Europe, but my body does not do winter well.


As with so many digital friendships, this was the first time Vanessa and I had met IRL, despite having worked together for over 6 months, and The Apartments Canggu delightfully indulged us with an entire 24 hours of chatting, sharing and giggling in the sunshine, before we went onwards, on our separate ways.


Those first two days, I honestly saw very little of Canggu. We breakfasted at Avocado Cafe; I ate the “Protein Buzz” which was delicious and so filling, and shared an early dinner at Betelnut, complete with Banana Nutella Pie. Aside from those two meals, we remained in the sanctity of our apartment, while I recovered from the aches of winter, and an intense year engaged with the structures of western life.


The following day, after Vanessa’s departure, I booked an Über, as recommended by my friend (and sometimes client) Gingi Medina of high-end equestrian-wear label Equites, whose factories are based here. Using Über cut my driving fee in half, costing me 120,000 Rph instead of the 250,000 Rph, that most drivers ask for, and I happily settled into a beautiful car for the 1.5 hour drive from Canggu to Ubud, where I was planning to stay for the next 4 weeks.




Stairway to Clear Cafe, Ubud.


On my first day in Ubud, I noticed one thing very, very clearly: my heart. It was tightly wound up, squeezed, and hurting. Like it hadn’t been able to breathe for far too long. Byron and then the hasty 12 day tour with Loka Travel, had left me with an ache, that went beyond physical. I sat on the back of Gingi’s scooter as she introduced me to the sights from a local’s perspective, and knew it was time to heal my heart. And breathe.


That afternoon I found my perfect abode. A gorgeous 1 bedroom villa, within the safety of a family compound, in the northern precinct of Ubud, known as Penestanen, with its own high-speed (for Bali) cable internet connection, for 3 million Rph for the month. And a bright red scooter for the same time for 600,000 Rph.


I arrived in Bali, in the midst of an inordinately busy period for my business, and the first couple of weeks were spent purely trying to get all my work done, so I could finally breathe and relax again. Luckily, my incredible friend Belinda, editor for an international conscious lifestyle and health blog, spent many of those days by my side, as we silently sipped ginger tea, and typed away at out respective devices. The stairs above, led to our favourite coffice (cafe + office) Clear Cafe, where we probably spent 80% of our days for my entire time in Bali.


Once that crazy, busy time was coming to completion, I suddenly felt a really strong urge to do a cleanse. And so for 10 days, I sipped on coconuts, yoga’d and hiked every day, wrote and worked, and kept life on a down-low, as I allowed my body to heal, let go of old emotions and release toxins. Looking back now, it was an incredibly special, and transformative time in my life, that I am so thankful for. Even now, in the weeks following, I am witnessing cellular changes in the way I experience and see my world, that are having profoundly positive affects on me. I recall with delight, having my first bowl of fruit, and then a few days later, a salad at Alchemy, and how delicious those flavours and nutrients were, indulge my senses and roll around in my mouth.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. At Alchemy in Ubud.


Towards the last week in Ubud, life started to suddenly speed up, and I ended up with an overflowing abundance of beautiful locally based clients, whom I met with and mentored in person, for the first time since I started this business. Women from all over the world, ready to create a different reality for themselves: one that could sustain and support their free spirits.


It gives me such immeasurable pleasure and satisfaction, to be able to support and help others create a life that they create on their own terms, following their hearts, and natural inspirations. I believe that we are capable of limitless success and abundance in every area of our lives. The fact that I get to encourage and inspire others to believe in it, and create it for themselves, still blows me away. My gratitude for life, and all I have created, brings me to my knees.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Reunited with my love at Bingin Beach.


31 Days after arriving in Ubud, it was time to move on. My love was arriving to Bali after a month with his family in Canada, and I couldn’t wait to kiss his delicious face again.


Until I arrived at the airport.


At which point his flight was delayed, and the anticipation of seeing him again after 5 weeks apart, was getting the better of me. The last 40 minutes of waiting for Julien to arrive were pure hell: I was restless, sweating profusely, and couldn’t decide whether I was going to faint or vomit or both. Ah… love. It does such strange things to you. The moment he walked out from the arrival hall, my body settled again, as I flung myself into his arms, relieved and happy.



Bingin Beach


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Bingin Beach sunset.


As soon as Julien arrived, we drove straight down to Bingin Beach, a popular surf spot in the very south of Bali. While he surfed, I wrote about how to start following your dreams now, no matter where you find yourself, and other such wisdom. I truly love Bingin Beach. There is something in the air… I don’t know what it is, but it’s special. My highlights were the nightly beach barbecues, where for under 100,000 Rph you could choose an entire fish, or a massive handful of squid, or prawns, freshly grilled in front of you on the barbecues, served with as-much-as-you-can-eat garlicky green vegetables and steamed rice.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Bingin Beach.


We ate that fish barbecue every single night without fail. Our beach bungalow was made of authentic woven palm fronds, and at 200,000 Rph per night, life was very, very sweet. Not to mention the spectacular nightly sunsets, which were set to impress, without fail. I would say romance was at an all-time high, here in Bingin. My work, however suffered, as the internet connection left much to be desired, and the waves were a bit too high, so after 5 days, we decided it was time to move on.


Gili Air


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Gili Air.


I first went to the Gili islands 4 years ago, and at that time, fell totally and completely in love with the simple island life. There were no motorised vehicles on any of the 3 islands, and everywhere  you went, you did so by foot or bike or, for the exceptionally lazy, by horse and cart. Back then I went to Gili Trawangan, but in the meantime, it had apparently become the “party island” so we went to Gili Air. The beautiful island lived up to all the memories and dreams.


I know things won’t remain this way for much longer, but the Gili Islands are what I always thought Bali should be like: turquoise waters, warm sea breezes, palm trees, friendly locals and sweet, salty island vibes. Maybe Bali was one like this, 30 years ago, before Australians decided to make it their Mexico. It was here, that I wrote my confessional ran about hating backpackers


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Gili Air.


I spent my days walking around the island, snorkelling, swimming, eating the delicious local fare, and reading. We serendipitously ran into some friends from Byron Bay who were dive instructors on Gili Air, making our daily adventures that much more than. Since I still had work to do: a few coaching clients and preparing for the launch of Manifest More, the limited wifi on the island was not ideal. It was a good lesson to learn: don’t do launches on the wide open road when idyllic tropical islands are on the menu! After 4 days, we decided to go to Lombok, seeing as it was mainland Indonesia, and would (I had hoped) have more reliable internet, so I could keep up with my work. Plus, being a surf-fiend, Julien wanted to check out the waves there.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Sengiggi, Lombok.


Sengiggi, Lombok


And so off we went, Julien and I, to spend a few days in Lombok, and ended up in a little town called Sengiggi. I had planned to lock down for a few days and focus on work, what with Manifest More starting in 4 days, and my clients requiring my attention and all. But as soon as we arrived, things just didn’t feel right. As you can see from the photo above, it has a bit of an old-town European feel to it. But there was something else.

This looming sense of doom and terror. Like something really terrible had happened. And it was a total ghost-town. Apart from locals desperately try to sell us pretty much anything, including the shirts of their backs, there was no-one. No-one going about their lives in a normal fashion. Just weird vibes. We found a really cute, equally strange, yet beautiful hotel, and that first night, when I went to sleep, I dreamt the strangest dreams, that kept waking me up.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Sengiggi, Lombok.


I dreamt that I heard a little girl laughing outside our hotel-room, who opened the door to peek in. Which woke me with a start, to see that the door had somehow opened. Creepy… Then I dreamt that Julien had bought bottles, upon bottles of rum, and was giving them out to everyone. Except me. There they all were, getting ridiculously drunk, and I felt totally left out. Which is weird because a) he’s really not that kind of guy; and b) I rarely drink, so I have no idea why that bothered me. Again, I woke up feeling weirded out and anxious, and decide that this place was haunted, and I had to get out.


The next morning, while J was surfing, I made up my mind. When he came home, I told him I needed to get out of there, and was planning to go back to Canggu, where my Bali journey began 6 weeks ago, to chill out, work with much, much more reliable wifi, and spend time with friends. I still have no idea why Sengiggi gave off such weird vibes, or why I had to leave again so quickly, but I totally trust my intuition on that one. Something was not quite right about that place!


This part of the story doesn’t really have a logical moral to it. But perhaps you can take this away from it:


It’s ok to change your mind. Whenever you need to. Even if it doesn’t make any logical sense at the time. What we feel is always an important indicator. Always.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Canggu.



Coming back to Canggu was the best decision ever. I had some really powerful realisations about myself and my life, while I spent 4 days catching up on work in a sweet little B&B called A Bali House, run by the loveliest gay couple 10 minutes outside of town. I love Canggu. It’s clean, it’s friendly, it’s easy and there’s beautiful beaches, amazing food and a pretty fun music and creative scene. I could almost live here I think.



Riding around on my scooter, with the wind in my hair makes life feel to free! And my favourite find was a delicious Warung (local food place) called Varuna, just 2 minutes further along the beach from Betelnut towards Old Man’s where you can get plates of amazing, healthy food piled high from anywhere between $1 and $3 (10,000 – 30,000 Rph). This one below was only $1.20 and filled with all my favourite vegetables and tempe. Yum! We ate there almost every day for the last 10 days, and I will be craving those plates for weeks to come.


Gypset Guide: Living, working and traveling in Bali. Canggu.


My 2 months in Bali flew past, and while they weren’t what I had imagined them to look like, they were exactly what I needed.


Life is like that. When we let go of expectations around how we think life should look like, it can deliver us what it is that we actually need. Which is always so much better.


My highlights were definitely Ubud for living and working, Bingin Beach for the soft sand and delicious fresh seafood barbecues, Gili Air for tropical island vibes, and Canggu for hipster surfer trendiness.


One thing that I note however, is that Bali doesn’t have my heart like many other places do. I noticed that first time I went 4 years ago. Some people adore Bali and it is their heart-space. For me; I like it, but I actually don’t feel the need to go back there. My connection with this part of the world isn’t what is with others. I believe that our souls call certain places home for a reason, and to trust that.


Now, I am happy to return to the clean open spaces and drinkable tap water of Australia for a month, as we travel down the East Coast from Byron Bay to Melbourne, before heading to New Zealand for the next 4 – 6 months. New lands and new adventures. I can’t wait.



Gypset Confessions: “Please don’t leave your country. Ever. Again.”

Gypset Confessions: "Please don't leave your country. Ever. Again."


About a week ago, I was sitting in a cute little ‘homestay’ run by a gentle local on Gili Air; an idyllic, tropical island just off Lombok in Indonesia.


Just next door, I was overhearing a conversation between two German girls: complaining about the banana pancakes they had for breakfast. Complaining about how they’re not as good as at home; and that they probably don’t have milk in them; and generally aren’t that good; and why they would say offer banana pancakes when they’re not like the ones they know.


Listening, I thought:


“Please don’t leave your country. Ever. Again.”


If you want banana pancakes like at home, please don’t leave your home. The whole point of travelling, is to experience something new. To discover other cultures, others places and other breakfasts. 

In Indonesia, for example, no-one traditionally eats pancakes. They just make them to accommodate your rigid, unwavering tastes, and your dollars. So they can charge you more than they would normally charge. Because you want your ‘at home feels’ when you’re not at home.

In which case; why are you traveling? 

So, please don’t leave your country. Stay at home.




It saddens me to think how jaded I have become over the years. It is a side-effect of gypset-travel. I wrote about it once before, when I confessed that I hate tourists.Most of all, I hate them for wanting to see the beauty of the world and for destroying the fragility of it all, without actually leaving their comfort zones, and thereby placing a veil between themselves and the place that they are visiting, through five-star hotels and inter-continental menus, never experiencing those exotic places in their full actuality.


I admit that I am 100% part of the problem. I help turn the un-walked trails into pathways. I spread the message of the great benefits of travel. I share the exotic images of places once only dreamed of. And I encourage the wanderlust and wonderlost to escape the ordinary, and engulf themselves in the extraordinary worlds and cultures of other nations.


The caveat here however, is not what you do, but how.




I first recognised this passionate sense of anxiety about the human condition and the state of the world in general, when I was in Central America in 2012. It had been 8 years since I’d last travelled these shores. And well, comparison is a bitch.


Little bent over grandmothers, offering their spare rooms and hot chicken soup to wanderers for a few dollars, have been replaced by hostels filled with young people watching the same tv shows as at home, listening to the same music, doing the same things, only; for less money.


In fact, when I look around, hostels and hostels the world over, are now all almost exactly the same: all catering to the one unrefined compulsion to drink, fuck and be merry, so the sound of top 30 hits. If I sound grim, it’s because I am.




14 years ago, I wrote a paper for my Sociology professor, on the homogenization of our world. On how everything will become the same everywhere. Little did I know at the time, that I was predicting the future.


When I walk around, in any country, I can pick out the things that came from India, the things that were made in China, or Java, that are for sale in Morocco, or Mexico, or Bali, and then sold as their own artisan artefacts, because it’s cheaper than sourcing them at home. The world is becoming smaller and smaller; and also less, and less defined by its unique cultures and customs.




What does it mean?


Well, for me, it means that my reason for travel is changing. And the way that I do travel is changing.


Why do I travel now?


It’s something that I have been pondering myself recently. Apart from the simple fact that nowhere feels quite as home as the spaces between; the wide open road. I travel for climate. I travel to see friends. And I travel to stay curious, present, and appreciative of the world.


It’s too easy to become complacent and dismissive of the beauty of life, when we stand still.


But how I travel, is starting to change. I’m looking less for adventures in exotic places, and more for the beauty that’s closer to home. Instead of seeking out paths that haven’t been walked on, I am seeking out the paths that are well-trodden. So well trodden, in fact, that they are no longer new. I’m discovering the extraordinary, in the ordinary.


Because what I am seeking, is actually so much closer than I thought.


And while I don’t have a country that I “belong” to, what I do have is a culture, a community, and society, that’s more familiar than others.


I am learning that I need to escape it less, and less, to find what I am looking for: connection; inspiration; beauty; compassion; nature; love; open-mindedness; creativity; ambition; curiosity; adventure.


Perhaps things are coming full circle. Perhaps this means: It’s time to choose a home.


Your lack beliefs are destroying your life (+ your ability to manifest).


Your lack beliefs are destroying your life (+ your ability to manifest).


“Your conclusion that there isn’t enough of something—whether it is enough land, or money, or clarity—stems from you learning, without meaning to, a vibration that holds you apart from what you want.” — Abraham Hicks



Here’s what lack beliefs look like:


  • “There’s not enough money for everyone to be wealthy.”


  • “There aren’t enough good jobs to go around.”


  • “The economy is on a constant downturn. No one can thrive with this.”


  • “There isn’t enough food to feed all the people on the planet.”


  • “We are running out of natural resources. Water, oil…”



Here’s what abundance beliefs look like:


  • “It’s estimated that we have over 7 billion people in the world. As a small example, the world military expenditure is estimated at over 1700 billion USD, to give you a very small idea proportionally on how much money there is in the world. So yeah: There is more than enough money for everyone in the world. Our beautiful lesson to learn here, is how to get into that stream of beautiful money, by looking at our beliefs, and deciding to change them.”


  • “We all have different interests and passions. Some people love to write. Some people love to invent. Some people love to sing, to build, some people love math. One person’s menial job is another person’s dream. This is not true for 100% of jobs, true; but with seven billion very different people living on this rock, you’d be surprised at what different people enjoy, and consider a good job.”


  • “We can all thrive, despite whatever the economy is supposedly doing. Some of the biggest, most successful brands and businesses came from a time when they were met with challenges. It’s those limitations that add fuel to genius, and result in incredible success.”


  • “Hunger is caused by poverty and inequality, not scarcity. For the past two decades, the rate of global food production has increased faster than the rate of global population growth. The world already produces more than 1 ½ times enough food to feed everyone on the planet. That’s enough to feed 10 billion people, the population peak we expect by 2050.”


  • Prof. Steve Horwitz says that “There are economic reasons why we will never run out of many resources. In a free market system, prices signal scarcity. So as a resource becomes more scarce, it becomes more expensive, which incentivizes people to use less of it and develop new alternatives, or to find new reserves of that resource that were previously unknown or unprofitable. We have seen throughout history that the human mind’s ability to innovate, coupled with a free market economic system, is an unlimited resource that can overcome the limitations we perceive with natural resources.”


[Disclaimer: having said that, I believe we absolutely believe we must find ways to stop raping out planet, and instead innovate solutions that are sustainable, to get the energy etc. that we need to run our technologically driven lives.]




The difference between having a lack mentality and an abundance mentality?



Resulting in your life experience.

Perception is our beliefs of what is true.

Our experiences are the tangible results of what we believe.

Your lack beliefs are destroying your life (+ your ability to manifest).





There’s a psychological term for this exact thing:


It’s called our reticular activating system which acts as the library of our beliefs system. These beliefs affect our perception of thoughts. Then our perceptions control how we feel about one subject. Or another.



Let’s say there is a middle-class woman in high-level corporate management role.


She has a lack belief that stems from her teenage years. Although she is already making more money than average person, she still feels that she is not making enough money to afford everything she wants.


And the more lack she feels, the more her reticular activating system functions as a guidance system to her experiences. And suddenly she will discover that she has a huge debt. Or that she made a critical decision in an investment, which looses her large sums of money. Or she looses her high-paying job. All experiences that support her belief that there isn’t enough.



Because this is how the reticular activating system works.


This doesn’t only apply to finances.


It applies to every area of life: Relationships, health, happiness. Everything you experience in life is affected by what you believe is true. (Your reticular activating system.)



Your beliefs create your perceptions, and vice versa.






When you believe that there is not enough of what you want (the desires that we want to manifest) there won’t be. That’s how your lack beliefs are destroying your life (+ your ability to manifest).


Because you can’t manifest something that you don’t believe exists, is possible, or is true for you.


In this audio, I speak about what the Universe is, and its role in manifesting and co-creating, and say that it’s your truth reflected back to you, in the form of experience.


When you believe, deep down, that there aren’t enough good men on the planet, to find true love — no matter how many affirmations and positive thoughts you say to yourself, you won’t find the love you’re looking for.


You have to change the integral belief first, and foremost, and then start calling in what you want.


But how?


It’s easy:


Start looking for and seeking out evidence to support the belief that you want.


Find research that supports the sentiment there are more than enough men, money and natural resources.


In this way, you can break your lack mentality by choosing a new perception, a new stream of thoughts on any topic. This is called reframing in psychology. it works the same way. When you start to believe something new, your reticular activating system starts to take effect and produce those beliefs as tangible, practical results and experiences in life.


I’d love to help you change the beliefs you hold in your life, to an abundance mentality — that attracts prosperity, love, happiness and all the things that you desire. My course: Manifest More teaches exactly that.


Tonight, Saturday 12 September, the doors close. If you’d love to learn more about manifesting, getting out of your own way, and cultivating an abundance mentality, join us.


Now, right now, is a good time: sign up and learn more here.


It’s 100% up to you what you choose to believe. Your get to design your life any way you want. If you want to believe in lack. Do it! And may you have a powerful, positive change on the world through your beliefs. If you want to believe in abundance. Awesome! And may you have a fulfilling and enchanting positive impact in the world through your beliefs.


Manifest More closes its doors tomorrow at midnight.

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Manifest More closes its doors tomorrow at midnight.


If you’ve been thinking about joining us, now is good time to do so.


Since I opened the doors early last week, the response has been breathtakingly abounding!


These words, and many more have lit up my days, heart and soul:


” Unexplained credit on my vet bill = half price vaccination ! Couldn’t make it up, this is now a daily occurrence! Thank you Vienda!”


“Already signed up and ready to go NOW. I can’t wait!”


“Just signed up for your amazing sounding Manifest More course and I loved, loved, loved your sales page. It was so simple and easy to read and get all the info. It seems everyone else has these huge ones that take you hours to get through and overwhelm you with the amount of pictures and testimonials and repetition. A lot of the time I don’t invest in things because the sales page annoyed me and yours is the perfect example of what to do instead.”


“I’d like to PROPERLY express how excited I am for you and Manifest More! I will most certainly join the course and I cannot wait for it!”


“Darling, your course looks so incredible. You should be so soooo proud. I spent time looking through it yesterday and it sings to me. Can’t wait for it to start!”


“I look forward to your manifestation course – trying to get some of my healers on board – I am in!”


Manifest More has my very own, unique blend of insights, experiences and manifestation mastery that no-one else can share with you. You’ll get never-been-told-before stories about my manifesting journey and the way I’ve created a thriving life by using manifesting techniques.


If you’ve been inspired by my work, or if you’ve ever wanted to work with me, but your budget hasn’t permitted, this is the best way to tap my brain.


Plus, you get 19 master manifesters share their stories with you, who each have a plethora of practical, easy-to-follow, tangible tips for you.


The focus is on manifesting 6 specific and important areas of life: Money, Love, A Home, Health, Creative Ideas and a Dream Job or Career, into our experience in ways that are fun, easy, tangible and exciting.


Ready to join us?




[Audio] What is the Universe? + Manifesting + Co-Creating? What does it all mean? You asked. I answered.


The other day, during a group coaching call, someone asked: What is the Universe? + Manifesting + Co-Creating? What does it all mean? You asked. I answered.



Want to know more?


Manifest More starts in just a few shorts days.


An 8 week digital eCourse: September 14 — November 2, 2015.


8 Lessons on how to use your feelings to garner your true desires; how to ask for what you really, truly want; how to become aware of and let go of limiting beliefs and blockages that are stopping you from getting those things; how to let go and surrender; and how to openly and unabashedly receive the things that are bigger than we have ever imagined.


18 Interviews from incredible folk who have manifested everything that you want. They share inspiring stories, words of wisdom and go-get-’em precise advice, and steps that you can apply to your life, straight away.


27 Videos to watch, learn and be inspired.


Unlimited manifestations.


To learn more about Manifest More, and to sign up, this is the place: viendamaria.com/manifestmore2.



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