Quantum Physics

This post is gonna sound like I’ve been drinking the Kool-Aid. And maybe I have been. But if the Kool-Aid is gonna help me get to where I'm going, then I don't mind my red-stained upper lip. I'll keep on drinking it.

I’ve got a few big life shifts coming up. Haven’t fully shared them yet—I'm keeping them quiet until the time is right. But the official announcement is on its way, and I’m manifesting the hell out of making what I want to happen happen in the meantime.

To my own surprise, I’ve been religiously journaling every morning. Not in my notes app or a leather-bound notebook—but on a typewriter. An old machine that's probably seen a lot. An inanimate object with soul.

I sit down, clack out my thoughts like I’m trying to rid my mind of something, then I paste it into a spiral notebook. I print out a photo or two on my new printer and tape them into the journal entry from the day before.

I started this ritual in February, and I haven’t missed a day. That’s wild to me, because I’ve tried to journal before. The intention was always there, but the follow-through got lost somewhere between distraction and disinterest. This time feels different, and maybe it's because I need to talk to someone about all of the fears, the worries, and the excitement inside of me--but whatever the reason, I'm here for it.

There’s something about the physicality of this version of journaling. The sound of the banging keys, the scent of the typewriter's antique physique. The tiny pains it gives the tips of my fingers. The silence between sentences, the hunt for the best photos taken each day to print on paper. The act of visually telling the story of my day with paper and pictures makes me feel anchored in this new, ritualistic act.

I read once--in one of the many habit books I've come across--that you can’t really build a habit from nothing. You have to stack it on top of something that’s already real. So I did. I paired the journaling with the typing. Paired the typing with the photos. And somehow, the habit took root.

It’s like I tricked my brain into liking this thing I've always wanted to like but never really enjoyed.

And it's got me thinking how manifestation works the same way. At least that’s what Manifestation TikTok says. If I want something, I can't just wish for it. I have to Act like it’s already here. If I want a green Chevy pickup truck for under $2K, I need to start spotting Chevys--start seeing green trucks on the road and whispering, "That's her.”

My "research" has taught me I’ve gotta make it physical. Tangible. Something my senses can believe in. Manifestation is actually quantum physics--it's SCIENCE.

I've learned that every version of my life already exists. Every dream, everyone I'll ever love and have loved, every finish line... Every option I can fathom is there, but I've gotta believe it before I'll ever see it.

It's like choosing a path but understanding that just because this is the path I chose doesn't mean that the other paths don't exist. They still exist. "There is no spoon," or maybe "There are an infinite amount of spoons." When I walk down one path, the others don’t vanish--they just weren't picked. I can't see them.

But quantum physics will tell you those paths can still be chosen.

This morning while scrolling I saw a 95-year-old woman win the world record for the heaviest deadlift. That path was probably there when she was 25 too, but she just now decided to give that path a go--70 years later.

It’s a beautiful thing to believe anything is possible. It’s not easy—but it’s not really that hard either.

Just believe.

Act as if.

Take action.

Anticipate it.

Expect it.

Whatever it is I want, I do believe I can have it. But the question is will I walk toward it, or will I gaslight myself into thinking the path is closed?

The present me intuitively knows that the only way to find the path I need is to believe I will find it--and to start walking.

And I just know there's a higher version of me--maybe 95-year-old me--watching me and screaming, "It’s not closed! The path is right there in front of you!!! Open your eyes and see!"