31 Days of Intention

About a month or two ago, my blogger boo Roconia tweeted (and I'm paraphrasing BTW) about how she's been speaking the word over her life and how everything she spoke came to pass. Being that I was in a low place and needed some things in my life to come to pass, I tweeted her back saying: "Teach me your ways por favor." And she did which you can read all about here.

The last week of April was a real shitty one. It was the epitome of Murphy's Law. Finances were extremely tight, my job wasn't giving me more hours, I was on the verge of possibly losing my car either through repossession or having to surrender my plates to the DMV for not having insurance months prior (though I currently had insurance and paid the penalty fee but whatever). My mother wasn't in a good place and hasn't been for a while but I've been putting on a strong face for both us because someone in this household has to be okay. But we all know that I'm far from it.

When I got the letter from DMV, I literally broke down on the spot. I couldn't take this shit anymore. I always try to do the right thing and somehow my life still gets fucked. Everything was piling on me at once on top of my internal struggles. So at that point, I just gave up and cried, and cried, and cried.

When May 1st hit, I got the notion to say an affirmation of some sort. I'm not sure why being that affirmations aren't really my thing. But then I remembered what Roconia wrote in her blog and I figured why not. So for the entire month of May, I began to speak the word over my day. I wouldn't call it an affirmation because I didn't use "I am" in any of my statements. I considered it more of intention in the sense that I was letting the Universe know that I intend on having better days. And I did.

Every single day I spoke the word over the day and how I wanted it to go. My most common ones were:

May today be a great day at work; May all things work out in my favor today; May today be filled with peace & relaxation.

But I also created ones that were more specific, especially if something major was happening that day. I honestly wasn't sure if this whole thing was going to work considering my mental state. I didn't believe in anything anymore. But I figured what did I have to lose by asking the Universe for something daily in two sentences or less?

Well... I didn't lose anything but I gained a whole lot. Every single thing I asked the Universe came to pass. Now, I didn't ask for anything drastic considering that I'm still rebuilding my faith. I asked for what I believed was possible (another key component in the law of attraction). The biggest one was the issue with the DMV and having a hearing with them. I spoke the word over the day regarding that situation in particular (in definitely more than 2 sentences) and everything worked out. I didn't have to turn in my license plate and was able to drive freely and not rent a car for a month.

That right there proved to me that there is power in our words if we simply believe. In the case of my DMV issue, I'm not going to lie -- I did not believe. But what I did do was surrender it to the Universe and ask for help. What I did believe is that God is bigger than my problems despite my current frustrations with Him. And it was He that delivered that day, not me.

I'm still not a fan of the traditional affirmations but simply asking the Universe for a great day isn't impossible to do or to believe in. Because it only takes 21 days to either make or break a habit, I've incorporated this into my daily/nightly routine. So far, so good. My mental state is still questionable but it's helping me rebuild my faith and trusting that God and other higher beings are working in my favor.

Try it for a week and see how it turns out. They say life and death is in the power of the tongue. So choose your words wisely.



  1. Did I tell you I was proud of you? I am. There IS power in our words if we simply believe! Praying things get better for you! <3



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