Introduction
As we close another incredible year, we celebrate the artists and writers who inspire us to imagine more. It feels only right that this issue carries a theme just as magical. The Manifestation Issue is a testament to the power of intention.
BLUE (1993) BY DEREK JARMAN
I’m disordered and respected while my name is thrown in and out of my hands, my body observed without sensitivity even though I’ve laid my shirt down and given my life to be here. She* is well-developed and overweight, behavior cooperative while I’m told I have no choice but to wait and understand.
RECLAIMING MANIFESTATION
You may already know Latha Jay for her grounded and inspiring content about manifestation. We’re big fans and are so excited to have her answer some of our biggest questions about how manifestation becomes a tool for self-leadership, nervous system healing, and identity-level transformation.
HOPEFUL
Hope does not always shout. Sometimes it watches quietly, letting you find your way. Hopeful, I stand at the center of a world that feels both fragile and alive.
VULNERABLE
There are days when I want to close the window inside me, to seal it shut against the hurt I have known and the doubts that grew inside me because of it.
PLATINUM EUPHORIA
I DESERVE IT ALL: A MANIFESTO FROM THE GARDEN
“One hundred murals out in Compton. Remember me? I kept my promise."
When I have access, safety, or resources, I feel a responsibility to pour that abundance back.
ABC MANIFESTATIONS
Ancestors
Beckon
Clearly
Directing
Epiphanies
WRITERS WILL
Responsibility to trees
Fill the pages with prayer
Sacred stories recorded
Memories of medicine ways
Reclaim and record
Belthawn and the Tiny Beings
It All Begins Here
THE DREAMS WE HAD AS CHILDREN
The day finally came. I traveled to London—the city I dreamed of visiting as a child. I went to museums and saw the works of masters I studied in college, art I never thought I’d see in person. I rode the "Tube" and napped in a park by the River Thames. I had fish and chips and a beer in a pub. I took a sleeper train through the English countryside and was reminded that, at one point in my life, this was all I could ever dream of.

