Lately, I’ve been on a journey of embracing Divine right timing. You know, that beautiful process where everything aligns just as it should, but not always when we think it should. I used to believe that manifesting my dreams was about being in control—mapping out each turn, pushing harder to get there faster, and finding every possible shortcut. I wanted to make things happen now. But what I’ve come to realize is that true manifesting is more about surrendering than controlling.
It’s like setting a destination in your GPS and trusting the route to unfold. But oh, how I love to "check" the map, reroute, and find the fastest way! I think we all do this sometimes, trying to force our way forward when what we really need to do is trust the process. What I've learned is that constantly trying to reroute can take us off the path we’re meant to be on. Admitting that I haven’t fully allowed myself to trust that process? That part has been tough. It’s hard to acknowledge that in trying to be in control, I’ve held myself back from fully manifesting the dreams that little Jessica once held so close.
But here’s the magic: those childhood dreams have resurfaced. And I’m deeply grateful. When I pause and reflect, I realize that the life I’m living today resembles the one I dreamed of at 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 years old. Isn’t that beautiful? It’s like a full-circle moment where past and present meet, and those visions I once had are asking to be realized.
There’s still so much that Baby Jessica wants to accomplish, and I believe Adult Jessica is finally learning how to relax, surrender, and allow it all to happen. It’s a goal I’ve set for myself—not to push, not to force, but to trust in Divine timing. Everything will unfold just as it’s meant to, and when it does, it will be more perfect than I ever could have planned.
I’m learning that manifesting my childhood dreams isn’t about rushing to the destination. It’s about savoring the journey, allowing the route to show itself, and trusting that the destination will be there, waiting, in perfect timing.
—Jessica Nichole