Hocus pocus! The New Year’s Eve spell that found me a hubby
Kitty Waters was determined to find a man, so she summoned the powers of the universe and her wish was answered…
You’re in charge of your own happiness, or so the saying goes, but I’m not sure how much stock I used to put into that.
Yet, when I found myself single in my 30s – and desperate for someone to share my life with – I decided to try manifesting myself my dream man!
It sounds crazy, but I made a list of the qualities I wanted him to have, sent out positive thoughts to the universe and, just a few months later, I met Matt, now 45. He’s everything I hoped for – and more.
It was June 2006 when I found myself single after being with a guy for four years. We’d drifted apart and, although we’d decided breaking up was for the best, afterwards, I went off the rails.
I became the ultimate party girl, as hitting the clubs seemed preferable to staying at home alone. But drinking too much and late nights soon took its toll on my health.
By 2011, I had become overweight, tired and very unhappy.
One morning, after waking up with yet another horrendous hangover, I realised I couldn’t go on as I was. At the age of 34, I knew that party life had lost its shine, and it was time to rediscover myself.
So, I swapped clubs for the cross trainer, shots for smoothies and cut my long blonde locks into a chic bob. By Christmas 2013, I felt happier and healthier than ever before, and my career in recruitment was soaring.
But, as my TV filled with scenes of happy, family life, I realised there was something missing – someone special to ring in the New Year with. It felt like all the good men were already taken, and I’d been out of the dating game so long I didn’t know where to start…
After Christmas, I went to stay with my friend, Runa, in Iceland, and I confessed that I wanted 2014 to be the year
I found my soul mate. ‘The time feels right,’ I said. ‘The only problem is finding him.’
Runa told me I needed to have an open mind, and we discussed manifestation – the belief that if you really focus on something, and pour positive energy into it, then the universe will provide.
I know how it sounds, but I’d always been a spiritual soul and, really, what did I have to lose? So, on New Year’s Day, I found myself taking part in a special manifestation ritual.
With candles lit and wine poured, I closed my eyes and pictured myself in the future – on New Year’s Day 2015 – with my dream man.
‘I’m 6ft, so he’s very tall, with dark hair,’ I said to Runa. ‘He’s also very affectionate and isn’t afraid to hold my hand.’ As well as picturing my ideal man, I also made a list of all the things I was looking for. Someone who liked to travel, was a family man, loving, ambitious, open minded and… hairy! Back home, I kept a diary, in which I wrote down all the negative stuff that was clogging up my mind. The idea was that it helped make room for positivity, so I could concentrate on what I was manifesting. I wrote about my perfect relationship and what I wanted it to be like, and then I went on lots of dates – I viewed them as practice. Six months on, in June 2014, I was walking my dog, Lola, in the park, when I suddenly had the urge to look up at the sky. ‘Please give me a sign that I won’t be single for ever,’ I whispered.
As I went to leave, I saw something glistening in the mud. It was a piece of costume jewellery but, with its sparkling solitairecut diamond set in a gold band, it looked just like an engagement ring.
I cleaned it up and slipped it onto my left hand. It fitted perfectly, and I wore it around the house. It made me feel like I was already engaged! And, just two months later, I was swiping through Tinder, when there he was. Matt Surfleet was 6ft 4in tall and good-looking. Describing himself as kind, successful and spiritual, I knew I’d found The One. Meeting him in person was even better than I’d imagined and, by our fourth date, we were head over heels in love. Within three months, we’d moved in together. I know it sounds crazy, but Matt was everything I had manifested. And after three blissful years together, in May 2017 we went to our favourite restaurant, where Matt pulled out a matchbox from his pocket. ‘Kitty, will you be my wife?’ he smiled. Opening the box, I gasped. The sparkling engagement ring was identical to the one I had found in the park! I couldn’t believe it! We wed three months later in a beautiful ceremony and now, at 40, I can’t wait to see in the New Year with my gorgeous new husband. So, if you’re looking for love in 2018, never lose hope of finding that special someone – I’m proof it can happen!
‘Picturing my ideal man, I made a list of all the things I was looking for... and the perfect relationship’