A sick chicken, a muggle spiral, and a 50-minute drive that changed everything ... This is the story of what happened when I remembered (mid-panic) that I'm a conscious creator with manifesting skills. Spoiler: my head hen came home, and Universe left me a message on the back of a camp trailer.

This is shared with the intention of reminding you that even when everything points to the worst possible outcome, that's just one option. You can choose your reality, even when everything around you says otherwise.