How To 'let Go'.

On god

Update: my dad ended up getting Chinese food for everyone 😭

I think I almost shifted

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I woke up around 9 this morning and was kinda irritated that the night prior my cat was being annoying when I went to lay down and meditate but I just shrugged it off, it’s Christmas anyways.

I then saw a post on Reddit regarding a way to have your body asleep and mind awake. I thought it was kind of interesting and made a mental note to try it out and laid down and contemplated just shifting right then and there. Most times when I “try” to shift it’s not in the morning due to everyone being up and what not. But I was, still am, kind of just over my shifting journey at this point.

Instead of referencing the info I saw on Reddit I just began to think of my plans my first day in my DR. Eventually my dad turned the heat on because it was so cold and I just decided to let myself rest more bc I didn’t sleep well.

I continued to think of my first day as I drifted off to sleep and how annoyed I was with my journey.

Eventually I slipped into a dream, a very strange one at that, an experience I’ve never had before really.

It began with me trying cake for my wedding (?) and for a bit it was somewhat normal. I’m not sure when exactly my dream changed but I remember being in the car with my sister and dad, he was driving us home. At this point I was constantly teetering on being awake and in a dream, and it’s clear to me now that in this dream I thought I was awake and living out today.

My dad mentioned how he picked up Chinese food for my mom, and I thought that was weird because he was supposed to make wings tonight. I remember joking with my sister that it sucks he did that because we were planning to get Chinese food later.

This dream was so vivid… I remember looking out of the car on the way home and it was so beautiful, the way the light was going through the trees the architecture. I thought to myself “I don’t remember this place ever looking like this.. so odd” there were so many indicators in this dream that I feel like I should’ve gotten lucid but I never did…?

Anyways we got home and the only parts I remember is I was standing on the couch for some reason (it was also in a different spot) and there was a wolf there??? I called out for my dad and when he came into the living room the wolf was gone. He looked at me strangely and said something like “did you not drink enough coffee today” and I remember thinking that that was such a strange thing for him to say in general but also in that moment as I stood on the couch claiming there was a literal wolf in our living room. But still I didn’t become lucid.

Instead I laid on the couch I said to myself “I’m just gonna shift instead” and right when I closed my eyes and said I’m in my DR, my body began buzzing all over, I began to feel as though I was floating and my surroundings around me began to warp. I got excited but stayed focused, I continued saying “I am in my DR” and I imagined where I was gonna wake up, what I would be wearing… and the sensations became more extreme. I continued to persist. But unfortunately something woke me up here.

It was such an odd experience, I’ve lucid dreamt many times and tried shifting via a dream many times before too. But never anything like this where I thought I was awake and just subconsciously did an attempt?????? This feels like a good thing but… where does this leave me? What does this mean, and why didn’t I shift :(

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ACCEPTANCE AND SHIFTING

Yall spirituality has been on the win

I have contact with a god, two guides, and have been shifting like CRAZY

I know how to shift on every try now. I know what was holding me back. I wasn't accepting shifting. There was so many "whys" and what ifs that I never stopped to accept the idea that I COULD shift. Accepting vs knowing isn't really talked about that much.

I had been so caught up in the why that I never spent time to think that it was okay now. I needed to accept the fact that a better life really WAS possible. And then it was "well if that was possible, why hadn't I gotten it yet? Why was I robbed of opportunity?" But that doesn't matter now. I had to accept the fact this reality isn't actually comfortable.

When a baby is born into a burning building, they never know how suffocating the smoke is until they get a breath of fresh air. Shifting is that breath of fresh air. It's scary because you've never smelled the fresh grass. You've never felt the sun on your face. The warmth isn't burning. And that's SCARY.

But you HAVE to accept the fact that the world isn't burning. You have to leave the heat of the house to feel the warmth of the sun. The cold of the pool and ocean.

I had to accept the fact comfortability was higher somewhere else. That I deserve better. That was what was holding me back. I can do better.

And since then, I've known EXACTLY how to shift. Everything just snapped.

why do i keep dreaming of shifting ? what does it mean

i’ve always had shifting related dreams. the last couple of months they’ve been pretty extreme though ( also a couple of months ago i switched what my main DR was ). i’ve made multiple post asking the same question or something similar, but i still don’t know…

often i will have a dream and sometimes i will just try to shift ( on multiple occasions i have not even been lucid ). i will have multiple dreams of thinking i’ve shifted. i will have DR related dreams, dreams ab my s/o… dreams where some random person in my dream talks about it to me.

i mean last night there was a dream where a person from my DR was in it, it kinda turned into a nightmare and they were doing evil things i guess (?) and i had a thought in the dream that i need to script this out ?

i genuinely don’t know what to think of this anymore. my subconscious is always doing this, so if anyone who has a better understanding of any of this wants to share any advice or perspectives pls do !!!

letting go ≠ giving up

it’s important that when we tell you “let go” we don’t mean stop caring and give up. letting go means trusting yourself, believing - and more importantly - knowing that shifting is inevitable. you’ve decided to become aware of your dr so it’s done, you can relax and let go because you’ve already accomplished it. the moment you decide to shift - you shift so there’s no need for anything more.

letting go doesn’t mean that you don’t care, it just means that you know that you already have what you want.

if you want a dog, do you keep saying you want a dog after you buy/adopt it? no, even though you may not physically have it yet, you know it’s yours so there’s no need of repeating that you want it because you have it. that’s what letting go means, it’s accepting the fact that you have already shifted, you are in your desired reality so you can just let go.

your desires are already yours, accept it and relax.

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so here’s why i personally didn't like *and* left shifttok. the thing is. it’s not that it’s inherently bad, it’s just… sort of missing the point. like, wasn’t the whole goal to shift? to get out, to go somewhere else, to slip through the cracks of reality like a goddamn pro? but somewhere along the way, it turned into a glorified pinterest board. edits on edits on edits. wattpad drabbles disguised as scripts. playlists that are less about actually shifting and more about curating an aesthetic, a moodboard, a vibe. and suddenly, you’re not shifting, you’re just making content about shifting.

like, i get it. romanticising your dr is half the fun. i did and still do it myself !! who doesn’t want to bask in the idea of their perfect world? but when that becomes the main event, when it overtakes the actual act of shifting, what are we even doing here? it’s like planning a trip, making all the itineraries, buying cute outfits, but then never getting on the plane. just sitting in your room, looking at your suitcase, rewatching your own tiktoks about how fun the trip is gonna be. that’s what shifttok became. this endless loop of people hyping up their drs but not actually going to them.

and maybe that’s the problem. because if you spend too much time making your dr look good instead of actually experiencing it, you start treating it like fiction. like something separate from you, instead of something you’re literally living. people started making edits of their drs like they were making fandom edits of a tv show. like, is this a real place you’re shifting to or is it just your latest hyperfixation? be honest. you spend so much time cooped up on video star or capcut and suddenly you don't remember the last time you affirmed or even thought about shifting.

and i’m not saying you can’t have fun with it. obviously, dream up the most insane, gorgeous, cinematic dr possible. but at some point, you have to ask yourself: am i actually trying to shift? or am i just roleplaying the idea of shifting? because shifttok is great at making shifting look cool. but the second you start seeing your dr as something to be consumed rather than something to be lived, you’ve already lost the plot.

so yeah. i left, and as soon as i did, i started actually shifting. because i actually wanted to do it. not just make a trailer for a movie i’m never gonna watch. does this make sense?????

honestly there’s nothing left to be said. you already know how to shift even if you think you don’t. you’re not missing the “hidden key”. girl, you’ve got it in you, you just need to utilize that skill and take the leap. i get you’re afraid, you’re trying everything, but please do not be so hard on yourself. listen to your intuition, believe in shifting however you see fit, it’s YOUR journey, YOUR reality.

you want to let go and detach? if that’s the way for you, fuckin do it !!

you like robotically affirming and persisting in your narrative every hour? please do so, queen!!!

you want to blast subliminals and meditations all night long? be my guest ;)

please quit listening to others all the time. take a post that resonates with YOU, and bring your desires into fruition because…honey, it was always yours.

being a shifter, an artist, AND a writer is possibly the best combo

　PICK ONE ✶ and let intuition be your guide.

THE TARNISHED COMPACT MIRROR, THE WAX SEAL AND THE MAP.

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　　·. ˚ ༘ NOW READING ┊ the tarnished compact mirror.

you pick it up, and the weight surprises you—it’s heavier than it looks, as though it’s been carrying the reflections of centuries. the silver is worn, tarnished in that way where it almost looks like smoke trapped under glass. When you open it, the mirror is cracked but still functional, splitting your face into fragments like you’re some living cubist painting.

SO, WHAT DOES IT MEAN? this is the artefact of self-perception. if asking, “who am i in this moment?” and not trusting the answer. shifting is your MO (master opus, obviously), but this mirror is here to remind you: even when you’re mastering realities, you are the through-line. the cracks in the glass is the self you’ve shed in every DR, your multidimensional fingerprints. but be warned: this mirror doesn’t just show you—it shows the version of you others see, too. every smile, every shadow, every flicker of their perspective. it’s asking: are you as fluid as you think, or are you just trying on new faces to escape the old ones?

in your journey, this object suggests a phase of intense self-reflection. maybe you’re realising that even as you leap dimensions, there’s a “you” who stays constant. or maybe you’re questioning whether the roles you’ve played were ever really yours. either way, this mirror says: own the cracks—they’re your history, your kaleidoscope.

A SHATTERED MIRROR STILL SHOWS THE TRUTH—IT JUST LOOKS BETTER IN PIECES.

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　　·. ˚ ༘ NOW READING ┊ the wax-seal stamp with no engraving.

when you pick this up, your fingers find grooves where a symbol should be. it’s disarmingly smooth, as though it was made for a crest, a mark, a declaration—but someone forgot to finish it. there’s dried red wax crusted along the edges, as if it’s already sealed a hundred letters, but none of them bore your name.

SO, WHAT DOES IT MEAN? this object is all about potential. it’s an artefact of the unsaid, the unclaimed, the could-have-beens. it’s asking: what are you waiting to mark as your own? shifting is the art of writing yourself into stories, but maybe you’ve been forgetting to sign your name at the end. this blank seal is your reminder that you are the creator of your journey—your identity isn’t a pre-set engraving; it’s something you carve anew every time you shift.

the wax is your legacy—the parts of you that already exist in every DR you’ve touched. even if you haven’t seen it, your presence is felt. maybe you’ve been second-guessing whether you’re leaving a mark or just slipping through realities like a shadow. the seal says: even without a design, you’re sealing the deal. your intentions are enough.

this object speaks to a moment where you’re on the verge of something big, but you’re hesitating. maybe you’re wondering if you’re ready, or maybe you’re holding out for a “perfect” moment. the truth is, the seal doesn’t need engraving—it’s what you choose to imprint that matters.

THE BLANK SPACE IS WHERE THE STORY BEGINS.

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　　·. ˚ ༘ NOW READING ┊ the paper map with worn folds.

it’s soft in your hands, the kind of paper that’s been unfolded and refolded a thousand times. there are stains on it—coffee rings, maybe tears. the ink is fading, but the routes are still clear: zig-zagging lines, X’s marking spots, little hand-drawn symbols that mean nothing to anyone but the original cartographer.

SO, WHAT DOES IT MEAN? this is the artefact of guidance and exploration. the map isn’t just a tool; it’s a record of journeys past. it’s been used, loved, and abandoned—but never destroyed. and it’s showing you one thing: you’re not lost—you’re exactly where you need to be.

the X’s are goals you’ve already hit, DRs you’ve already conquered. the stains are the messy parts of the journey—the nights you stayed awake scripting, the mornings you woke up and didn’t feel “there” yet. but the beauty of this map is that it’s a living document. the roads change as you change, and the hand-drawn symbols, those are little pieces of you left behind in every reality.

this object says your journey is not linear—it’s a spiral, looping back to places you thought you’d left behind. maybe you’re revisiting old DRs, or maybe you’re realising that every shift is connected, even if the roads look different. the map is urging you to trust the process—what looks like a dead end might just be a fold waiting to be smoothed out.

THE MAP REMEMBERS, EVEN IF YOU DON'T.

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these objects aren’t just trinkets—they’re archetypes of your journey. you’re the cracked mirror, the blank seal, the folded map, all at once. keep them close. and remember: every artefact tells a story, but it’s up to you to write the ending.

full credits to @daisys-reality for the idea !!

Emma, my love, what do do when absolutely nothing is working, an honest question, you can be mean I don’t mind

okay. cards on the table. if absolutely nothing is working, you have two options:::::

double down. lock in, recalibrate, rewire your brain like a little mad scientist in a gothic novel. go full delulu, full “i have seen the truth and it is malleable.” assume the shift has already happened and let reality cough up the proof. gaslight your own perception like it’s an avant-garde art piece.

let go. completely. stop trying, stop forcing, stop thinking about it like a problem to solve. go touch some grass (not metaphorically. literally. go outside. make physical contact with nature). let shifting become background noise instead of your entire existence. paradoxically, this is when things start clicking. like when you stop staring at a word and suddenly you remember how to spell it.

but !!!! if you’re in that horrible restless limbo, where you feel like you can’t let go but pushing harder isn’t doing anything either, my real answer is.......... switch things up. do something new, something fun, something so completely out of character that it shocks your system. make a new playlist, change your routine, wear something weird, eat something you’ve never had before. trick your brain into loosening its grip on the “stuck” feeling. you are not actually stuck. you are just circling the same neural pathways over and over again. step sideways. shift diagonally. watch what happens.

and also wise words from anon