What Happens When the Mirror Gets This Powerful

TL;DR: Over four intense days, Marcus’s life reflected his vibrational focus with stunning precision. From social scrolls to sacred hugs, each event revealed the truth: life doesn’t punish us—it mirrors us, perfectly and compassionately.

Sometimes, life gives you experiences that are both memorable and multidimensional. Experiences where every moment, every encounter, and every emotional charge reveals exactly what you’re practicing vibrationally. And if you’re paying attention, it becomes the perfect mirror. That’s what happened for a client of mine — let’s call him Marcus — over the course of four days.

The contrast was rich. The orchestration was precise. Marcus’ expansion was unmistakable. And it all began with scrolling on social media.

The Algorithm That Read His Vibration

Marcus hadn’t planned on going deep. He was just passing time. But as he began scrolling through Instagram and Facebook, the algorithm tuned in — and it knew exactly what to deliver. Gaza. Israel. Racism. LGBTQ+ discrimination. Corruption. Division. Outrage.

His scrolling revealed more than political news — it was emotional architecture. Every post added another brick to the structure of fear, injustice, and helplessness Marcus didn’t realize he was building. Instead, he thought he was “staying informed.”

But his body told the truth: He was doomscrolling. He felt drained. His nervous system became frayed. The lightness he normally carried dimmed. He couldn’t see it yet, but he saturated his vibrational field — and life was preparing to reflect it all back.

The Party, the Couple, and the Hug That Meant Everything

Later that day, Marcus went to a pumpkin carving party. The party represented something simple, something creative. Marcus thought he’d have fun. And he did. But he also met himself.

Two men — a gay couple — were there. One white, one Lebanese. The Lebanese partner, whose name happened to be Seth, shared his deep uneasiness living in the U.S. in the current climate. As a gay man of Middle Eastern descent, he didn’t feel safe — not just emotionally, but existentially.

Marcus listened with full presence. Their conversation was honest, layered, and emotionally resonant. And when it ended, they hugged. Seth and his partner then left the party.

But a moment later, Seth returned. He asked Marcus for another hug. Something in the first hug wasn’t finished. So they hugged again — slower this time. More grounded. More knowing. That hug represented more than affection. It was recognition, a soul-level confirmation that Marcus had called in this encounter vibrationally. He called it in so he could see the reflection embodied in his reality. Seth was a living reflection of the very themes Marcus had been engaging with online. But instead of outrage, Marcus met it with love.

This was the first mirror. And it was beautiful.

The Friend That Didn’t Show, and the Feeling That Did

After the party, Marcus got in his car. There he noticed for the first time several texts from his wife. She was worried where he was. When Marcus returned home, she didn’t conceal how she felt. She had a friend who planned to visit, but cancelled at the last minute. So Marcus’ wife was left alone.

Marcus returning home after he said he would, left his wife worried, but also, she excluded. At first, Marcus was confused. He hadn’t intentionally excluded her. They hadn’t made plans after all. But the deeper truth was this: his wife was reflecting Marcus’ beliefs precisely.

Marcus had spent the day consuming content about marginalized people. People being left out of systems, rights, safety, belonging. And now his wife — someone he adores — was expressing that very vibration in real time.

Good thing Marcus caught it. He didn’t defend himself or spiral. He opened. He withdrew from the story — not from her, but from the version of himself who believed he had done something wrong. And in that stillness, something shifted.

The Open Mic and the Rule That No One Followed

The next night, Marcus attended a local open mic. He brought his instrument and signed up early. But he never got to play.

The people who did perform didn’t follow the house rules. They didn’t respect the list or share the space. These people weren’t being malicious, instead they followed their passions and got caught up in the excitement. At first glance, this might seem like bad luck. But vibrationally, it was exact. Following their passions indulgently offered yet another reflection of Marcus’ inner momentum.

They reflected the very societal disorder Marcus had been digesting through his feeds — people not following the rules, not being inclusive, not leaving space for others. The macro showed up in the micro.

It was yet another gift reality shone on Marcus. Life as mirror never misses. It’s always precise.

Your life experience is the same. Life for all of us is a mirror. It’s also a gift. It faithfully reflects our inner state. Why does it do that? So we can know ourselves better. So we can tune into the Source of our life experience: our inner reality. Do something constructive about that inner reality and the mirror — our life experience — must reflect that constructive improvement.

That’s the result all my clients receive once they get good at interpreting what they see in their mirrors.

Marcus had more in store given the momentum he created doomscrolling. Let’s get back to his story.

The Pregnant Woman and the Gentle Realignment

After all this, Marcus did something subtle but powerful. He didn’t push through. He didn’t collapse. Instead, as he sat at the bar, he paused. He meditated inconspicuously — lightly, sincerely. He let go of fixing. He turned toward better-feeling thoughts.

And the next day, his world began responding differently. A miscommunication with his wife resolved into softness and mutual understanding. Arriving at work, he shared an intimate moment with a pregnant coworker. He offered reassurance and calm to her worry about being a new mother. Soothed and thankful, she offered him a surprising career opportunity — seemingly out of nowhere, but perfectly timed.

After all the soothing Marcus did, allowing his doomscrolling momentum to subside, Marcus’ Broader Perspective confirmed he had done the work. The confirmation came in the form of this career opportunity. It was his Broader Perspective winking: you’re back in alignment.

In The Seth Material, there’s a passage I often return to:

“Before you can be allowed into systems of reality that are more extensive and open, you must first learn to handle energy and see, through physical materialization, the concrete result of thought and emotion.”

This is exactly what Marcus experienced. He recognized what happened had nothing to do with being punished. He was training himself. Training himself into being able to perceive the transformation of thought-into-form, the materialization of belief into lived experience.

“As a child forms mud pies from dirt, so you form your civilizations out of thoughts and emotions, and then see what you have created.”

Marcus saw what he had created. And instead of reacting, he chose to recalibrate.

This planet — this dimension — is a training system. A dream-school. A mirror of emotional energy turned physical. And Marcus, like all of us, is here to master the art of turning thoughts into things.

The Dreamer Within the Dream

Marcus had a weekend full of contrast. But he didn’t get stuck in the mud pie. He saw it for what it was — a reflection of what he was ready to integrate.

Marcus practiced power — not force. He used awareness not reaction. Then he practiced love — not as an idea, but as action. He practiced sovereignty — not changing others, but changing where he placed his attention.

“The dreamer dreams, and the dreamer within the dream dreams.”

And in the dream he created, the dream responded.

That’s how this works. The gift that’s physical reality is the ability to see exteriorized our inner state. It’s the greatest gift ever. One that’s always memorable and always multidimensional.

What Life Looks Like When It’s Fun

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Life is supposed to be fun. Fun and delightfully surprising.

What makes life that way are little things happening all day every day. Things I used to miss before I got Positively Focused.

Not every “manifestation” is a great, big wish-fulfilling, earth-shaking event. I know if I focus too much on trying to have those, not only do such events come less often, I miss the many, many little events that make life sweet fun.

I’ll try getting these little stories out the day they happen. Really though, these things happen so often, I can’t even capture them all in my journal. Let alone share them in my blog(s). Still, starting with what happened today, I’m going to try to share more of them…It’s fun sharing them.

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I needed to get groceries this morning. It’s thirty-seven degrees outside. Rain was predicted around 11. I wanted to go and get back before the rains came.

I noticed my skull cap wasn’t where I keep it. These days, when something seems missing, I don’t think of it as “lost”. Something seen as “lost” connects me with a reality in which that thing really is lost. Then I can’t find it.

Instead, I think “where is it?” then I let the question go. That way, I can tune into the reality in which the thing is there.

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The basket where my bike and winter accessories live.

That happened with my skull cap. I kept getting ready. I walked over to the basket where I keep my winter gear. Knowing it’s cold outside, I reached for my riding mittens. One of the other gloves in the basket fell behind my camera bag sitting on the floor.

I reached to get the glove, got it, then felt something else there. Guess what it was?

That’s right, my skull cap.

No looking for it. The glove falling led me there. No effort on my part. That was cool. More cool though was having awareness of that. That made me smile.

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Behind my camera bag. It’s darker than this. I had the lights on high to take the picture. 

The second thing happened ten minutes later.

I keep a journal. Sometimes I include things like that skull cap event in there. I also write about bigger things that happen. I track my weight, walks and mindfulness minutes too through my “health/activity” app.

That app also tracks cycling. It connects to another app I use that records rides and runs. But I didn’t know how to connect the two apps.

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Some of the data I keep track of in my journal.

Instead of trying to figure it out, I did the same thing I did with the skull cap. I asked the question, then let it go. A bit later and ready for the grocery errand, I opened the bike app. By “accident” I hit some feature. I don’t know what it was, but it brought up a screen I hadn’t seen before.

My Inner Being said “look at the screen”. So I did.

It had two features that were disabled. I enabled them. Presto! My two apps were connected.

I just tried finding that riding app screen real quick, but I don’t see it. It doesn’t matter though because the two apps are now connected. Easy peasy!

That’s how life is. Easy peasy. It’s supposed to be that way. Little magical events like these make it so. Being Positively Focused, I see these events happening near constantly. Which they are. But I miss them if I’m not Positively Focused. And so, for me, life is exactly as it’s supposed to be. Fun!

 

How The Universe Expands

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***LET’S FINE TUNE THIS: I wrote “kind of like” a reward. Life has no “rewards”. That word implies someone is there watching and approving or disapproving what choices I make. That’s not what’s happening. No one judges what I do or don’t do. Manifestation of my ideal reality is part of the natural expansion of which I’m playing a part. A central part. I’m the chooser free to choose whatever I wish to experience.