Manifesting Paradise

We pull up to the resort, and I am excited and can feel the anticipatory building in my stomach. Our butler puts us on his golf cart and begins to drive us through the property as I am struck by a small glimpse of a pure blue ocean and palm trees. I am in amazement at the architecture and the attention to details. We pull up to our Villa, and I hold my breath. I have waited, dreamed, and planned for this moment, and to see if I was able to manifest my dreams. This vacation is uniquely special to me, and I want to make sure it’s as magnificent as I imagined. I open the door, and my jaw hits the floor, and then my breath catches in disbelief. Read more

Are You Full or Are You Remaining Hungry?

Let me tell you a story about me, Addison Bell, when I was about 20 years old. It’s not a pretty story. Actually, it’s quite the opposite, and so I desire to give a warning that this is not going to be beautiful and sexy. It is also a part of the story I don’t usually tell both because it saddens me to think of and also because the person I speak of is no longer the person I see in the mirror. Read more