I Manifested My Size B Bosoms
At 43 years old, my breasts are finally a mouth full.
I first practiced the art of manifestation before I knew it had a name. Like at 11 years old when I desperately desired my first crush, Jose, to like me back. In my journal, I’d write in detail about all of the things that we would do together, like hold hands, talk on the phone about our favorite cartoon characters, and never ever kiss. (Mami would kick my ass and I knew better.) I’d doodle our names together while fantasizing about our love affair. And it worked. Sort of. In 6th grade, Jose, liked me back until new girl, Linda, walked in. She made out with him instantly and heavily in between class periods all right in front of me. That’s the outcome you get when you listen to your mother.
Another manifestation: increasing my breast size. After reading Judy Blume’s Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret? I took a page from Margaret’s book and attempted to summon larger bosoms by repeating, “I must, I must, I must increase my bust.” I’d shut my eyes tight and envision a size B to my size Training Bra. And it worked. Sort of. At 43 years old, I can finally say my breasts are a mouth full.
Now, don’t let the twists and turns of these two tales fool ya. Manifestation does work. It just doesn’t always happen when we wish and sometimes not even how we imagined. Take my career, for example. I’ve loved books and writing stories since Scholastic began sending brochures home with kids via our classroom teacher, since “This is your brain on drugs” commercials plagued our TV screens every afternoon, since women rocked Power Suits with shoulder pads to prove their worth as professionals in male-dominated industries…you get my drift. I’d shut my eyes and visualize my life as a published author, writing stories about my Dominican family and culture. And that’s the career that I cultivated with some additional and unexpected twists and turn, much like Jose and Linda. Because I never thought that I would be a relationship writer turned relationship expert turned SiriusXM radio show host. Shy, timid, and quiet little Sujeiry that’s terrified of her momma? Never. Yet there I was, on the mic, dishing on break-up sex, and in print, sharing my heart break.
So, yes, manifestation works. That’s why I beg anyone that listens (and some that refuse to, like my old school momma and my new-school Power Suit-donning sister) to learn about and utilize the Power of Manifestation.