I posted this experience some time ago. Some of you might have missed it and be interested, so I'll retell..
I needed an atlas to use to research for my novel. They're fairly expensive and at the time a bit much for me. I didn't think more about it, just thought it would be great to have one. A day later I was walking a block from home and passed a mail box. On top of it a large red book was balanced. I always stop to take a look at books no matter where I find them. But this one was unusually big and balanced as it was made me more curious than usual.
You've guessed by now, right? It was an atlas. Not brand new but in perfect condition! I said thank you to the sky. Reached for it, and smiled all the way home.
What's your manifesting story?