Traditional Korean things,manifesting and fate,ancestral stories

I watched a whole marathon of "who do you think you are" full of earls daughters falling off horses,six year olds working in mines,poems to a darling daughter,artists,babies left in convents,and carnival families it's the most interesting show to see people's complicated family history and how it connects and changes them.I am now so very curious about my lost branches and knowing other people's stories.Oh I'd give anything to know his branches and ancestors.Its always been the number one thing that fascinated me about people.Ive been marvelling at the fact that I'm part Korean on my DNA test, it states that I likely had a third great grandparent who was 100 percent Korean, so I've been learning their incredible traditions and beautiful culture.I've mostly been reading about beautiful hanbok : the traditional costume,and looking at hanbok outfits on pinterest,you can see below - isn't it so feminine and pretty and who knows one of my female ancestors could have worn such an outfit.That is so moving to me,and I would love to know more about my Korean Ancestry.My parents both show Asian ancestry, but it's undefined,only for me was it determined as Korean.How wonderful is that,many ancestral dreams I've had have been confirmed by DNA Tests.Ive had such beautiful dreams about DNA itself too.

I also read on manifesting and that sort of 'think good thoughts and good things will come' which I never read on and don't quite testify for being a fatalist,a person of fate.Believing our lives are written according to family karma and personal karma and just weaved in a way that remains ever mysterious to us.All of it connected through a marvellous web of synchronicity and stories,the wise mysteries that we never quite grasp and that my mind has shut down atm with all its magic.But my Christian upbringing and hopefulness is still there too,I do have so much faith in things,I don't want to divine the future and despair, I prefer to live in hope and my hope always outlasts my despair.

I don't know what I'm hoping for now ; a sage caravan all decorated inside,time in Vienna,pretty things,my mind healed most of all.I have a bit of a new lease on life from this I don't know why,I do more,but I'm still so devastated. I don't feel my brilliant little self,bookish with a zeal for books,complex,interesting and passionate,on constant flights of fancies and all the rest.It doesn't feel gone at all it just feels blocked.If this manfestation mindset is to be believed I must believe in my own restoration, oh hope is a thing with wings to quote Emily Dickinson.Well I'm off to have my tea and look at gentle and high hanbok skirts and blouses,hair ornaments and other jewels.To ponder all my ancestors out in the great beyond.