The Valuable Lesson I Learned While Manifesting My Dream Dog
I’ve been holding back from sharing this story for quite some time now.
Stories about manifesting always inspire me, and I love sharing them in hopes that they’ll inspire you to go after your dreams, too.
But up until this point I wasn’t able to bring myself to write about this success story.
As I reflected on why, I realized I was resisting because my journey was laden with doubts and impatience, both of which I’ve known to be detrimental to the manifestation process.
I was embarrassed to admit that I, someone who loves to manifest and help others on their manifestation journey, hadn’t followed my own advice.
Once I realized this, I knew it was even more important to share this story.
To show you that I’m not perfect. And it’s okay for you to not be perfect, too. Something we all know to be true, but need a reminder about every so often.
I learned a lot through this process, and I hope that it will help you too if you’ve been manifesting something that has taken longer than you would’ve liked.
Everything works out in the best timing, exactly how it is supposed to. We can’t force things to happen on our timeline — we must set our goals and then take action, but also step back and patiently wait for the right time to come.
With that, here’s my story on how I manifested my dream dog, with all of the ups and downs along the way.
For my entire life, I wanted a dog. One of the earliest memories I have was of going to the pet store with my mom to buy food for my cat and seeing the puppies playing inside. I left the store crying because I felt such deep love for those dogs, and wanted more than anything to bring one home.
My mom, not wanting a dog at the time, told me that if my sister and I could save up enough money for the dog, we could get one. I immediately grabbed an old coffee can from the garage and filled it with all of the change I could find from around the house, then started volunteering to help with all of the chores I could at such a young age.
Fast forward to 2021. I was living right outside New York City with my boyfriend, and we had been exploring the idea of getting a dog and finally realizing my childhood dream. We weren’t sure which kind of dog we should get, but we knew it would need to be hypoallergenic since my boyfriend had spent time with a dog in recent years and learned he had allergies.
One day we were watching out our window and saw the cutest black, brown, and white dog pass by. It looked like a Bernese Mountain Dog, but had fluffier, curlier hair.
We took to Google and learned it was a Bernedoodle. That was the moment that I knew this was the dog I wanted – the more I read, the more I fell in love. They were hypoallergenic, playful, smart, and adorable.
We began going on walks each morning, hoping we’d run into the dog we had named “Mittens” based on his white paws. Around that time, I began journaling about my dream dog too.
This went on for months, going on walks each morning in hopes of timing our walk with Mittens and scripting about my dream dog. I started creating shopping lists for when we’d bring the dog home, researching vets, and finding trainers who focused on positive reinforcement to work with in the area.
I was doing everything right – so I thought. I was implementing almost everything I had learned and previously applied to be successful in my manifestations.
Except patience.
Every time I journaled, I wished so hard to have this dog immediately. I held on so tightly to wanting to find my puppy right now. I researched breeders and searched through listings on every adoption website I could find in hopes of finding my puppy.
In retrospect, I realized this tight grip I had on needing my puppy now had been preventing my puppy from coming to me.
For over a year, I held on so tightly that I blocked him from coming into my life. I didn’t take a step back and release to the universe, trusting that it would work out in its best timing.
After I moved to Colorado, I resumed my search for a puppy. This time, instead of refreshing all of my bookmarked websites trying to find my dog, I decided to choose one breeder I had been watching for quite some time since they were based in Colorado, met all of my requirements for a responsible breeder, and had adorable puppies.
I paid my deposit and joined the waitlist, knowing it could take well over a year for it to be my turn for a puppy.
I took this action of joining the waitlist in February 2022, created my vision board with 2 pictures of my dream dog, one as a puppy and one as a grown dog. I then took a step back and decided to be patient and focus on other areas of my life.
I went snowboarding, visited hot springs, went camping for the first time, and hiked as many trails as I could throughout summer and fall. I occasionally checked the breeder’s website to see new puppies, but mostly focused on my patience and the knowing that I would have my puppy when the time was right.
In October 2022, I decided to plan a weekend away with my boyfriend after going through several family health challenges to get away to the mountains and reset. We had never been to Telluride, so we decided that would be our destination.
I realized as I started to plan our trip that our breeder was not too far from Telluride, so I reached out and asked if we could stop by for a visit, the final step I wanted to take before getting our puppy so I could feel confident that we had selected a reputable breeder. They booked an appointment for us to come by, and our trip felt complete.
When the morning came for us to head to the breeder, I was filled with so much joy and excitement. We arrived and were immediately greeted by a lovely woman named Sandra who introduced us to both of the current litters of puppies – 4 puppies who were 7 weeks old and 6 puppies who were 4 weeks old.
We sat in the front yard and played with the 7 week old puppies for over 30 minutes, learning more about the breeder and how to best care for our puppy once it was our turn to bring one home.
As we were getting ready to leave, Sandra let us know that one of the puppies we had been playing with, Mason, might become available as something had happened where the people who had previously planned to take him home were no longer able to. She advised that we contact the main owner who was travelling if we were interested in the puppy and let her know.
We couldn’t believe it – this puppy was my vision board dog in real life.
On the drive home we drafted a message to send to the owner about our visit and let her know we absolutely loved the puppies we met. At the end of the message, we let her know that if Mason became available we’d love to bring him home.
The following morning, we received a message back saying Sandra loved meeting with us and that there were a few upcoming liters she’d like to put us on. But there was no mention of Mason.
My heart dropped as I read the message, as I had spent the previous night ordering him a bed, food bowls, toys, and treats since I had felt like he was already ours.
But instead of giving up, I decided to focus all of my energy on recalling the feeling I felt as I played with him.
I went to an hour long massage I had previously scheduled, and spent the entire time picturing his face, how soft his fur felt, his adorable run as he bounced back and forth between my boyfriend and I, and how cute he would look curled up on our couch. I replayed every memory I had with him over and over in my mind, and visualized new ones in our home too.
I left my massage feeling physically and emotionally incredible. When I got home, I went back to researching other things I’d need to buy for Mason and started adding more and more things to my cart.
That evening, the email came: “The person that was buying [Mason] has backed out because of a death in the family. Would you like [Mason]?”
I burst into tears as I ran to show my boyfriend the email (and am tearing up as I write this as I recall that beautiful, pure energy of love that swept over me). We hugged and cried together, having finally reached the moment we had been dreaming about for so long.
We brought Mason home later that week, and as I hugged him I felt such a deep connection to the universe. Everything had worked out for me, exactly as I wanted, at exactly the right time.
Looking back at the timeline of how everything worked out, I had been given a year to settle into Colorado and explore, deepening my relationship with my boyfriend and myself before welcoming home our new puppy.
And he ended up being my vision board puppy come to life:
If you’ve been trying to manifest something, I hope this story helps you too take a step back and release the exact “how” and “when” to the universe. After you’ve taken action on your dream, let go. Breathe. Be patient, and trust the universe.
Everything will work out for you, exactly as it should, exactly when it should.
