He Couldn’t Get Enough of Me… and This Time, I Knew Why.

The Shift Client:

I’ll be very forthcoming here and say that I had a knack for choosing men that would keep me hidden. It felt humiliating, but I would stay anyway. I saw people just effortlessly meting someone, making it serious and getting married. Everyone around me seemed to fall into real relationships effortlessly.
I didn’t.

The constant disappointment and comparing myself to other made it easy to accept there was something wrong with me. At some point, I decided I wasn’t the kind of woman a man chooses publicly. I stopped trying to compete in that arena and switched to making men obsessed with me in a sexual way.

I had fun and felt beautiful at times. Like I was the girl everyone wanted but they would never admit it. This led to a string of short-lived relationships in which I would be kept hidden. Usually, the man I was with would be cheating on someone else.

I was optimistic. The next guy was always better. Thinking one day I’ll meet the right one. But years went by and things didn’t get better. I would cry myself to sleep sometimes thinking about how I would never be loved in a real way.

Then I met a man I could not let go of. The chemistry was intense and he made me feel like the only one. I wasn’t the only one. But he was so good at keeping up the fantasy.

I had seen Paulie’s content. I started to use her free stuff, and my heart started to change. I couldn’t pretend I didn’t want what I wanted. The first time I said it out loud was in a coaching call. I felt almost embarrassed to admit that I wanted this man to choose me. He would have to leave something real, and I had nothing but trauma to offer.

This felt awful, but at least I was aware of the limitations of my self-concept.

When I started coaching the road seemed long. I liked the intensity of the relationship. How was I ever going to be the person that was comfortable with stability? I was scared I simply wasn’t built for that.

You’ve already heard of the process, so I won’t go into detail. Just my own experience of it.

It was such a relief to have someone that knew the path guide me through it. I had finally found the missing piece. Even before any changes took place, knowing that there was a solution felt like I could breathe again. The emotional revision was intense and sweet relief. Yes, it was uncomfortable, but every time I did it, I felt more alive after.

The relationship with my person got more intense as I was going through my transformation. I hope this is not too much information, but I felt things that before I was not capable of. Releasing all that tension and fear made everything more pleasurable.

I gave myself to God, and basking and relishing in that love also reflected in my love life. He said he had never met a woman that surrendered like me. I could tell he said it from the bottom of his heart. He was feeling the changes too.

He started to become a bit obsessed and clingy, which I liked. Now that love was my baseline I could lean into that and enjoy it. We did things I can’t mention in this story, but it wasn’t just physical anymore.

At some point, she guided me through this process where it felt like I was walking from the version of me who was settling, into the version of me who was already in the end. I didn’t understand it at first, but my body did. I felt like the most precious thing in his eyes. The old version of me would come up again and make me want to compete with his life, God was leading me through it, back to what we had touched on in coaching. This last walk from one state to the next was nerve wrecking. Fear of messing it u was there, but it was like I could step past it and just keep my focus on God.

As I was doing this, he started to make plans together that implied a future. Nothing big at first, but he was taking more risks that could get him caught. He really didn’t care about much else than being together.

He reflected a sentiment I had expressed to God. That his life is mine and with me. This perfectly mimicked everything I had done within. The kind of love in which we are both devoted to each other. That was the end of the hallway. He didn’t just want me anymore. He was in love with me. He wanted us to build a life together.

I didn’t stop until I was there. I didn’t let the dates and sweet gestures become something separate from God. Before I used to think you either live in imagination, basking and relishing in unconditional love, or you choose 3d. When you understand the love is being reflected from your relationship with God there is no separation anymore. No either or.

If you’re willing to face the darkness within to find the light, these teachings will feel magical, sensual and pleasurable. Thank you Paulie. I manifested the kind of love my heart always longed for. I had tried to fix this on my own. I had tried thinking differently, acting differently, being confident. None of that touched the root.

This did. And that’s why it worked.