Okay, I get it now. I’ve got down and dirty with Abraham Hicks and had coffee with a pink feather toting magician, both of whom stressed that the slippery old Law Of Attraction won’t work if your ask is too big, like err, asking for £1 million when you can’t even manifest the £200 it will take to paint over the stains on your kitchen ceiling.
The trick is, to increase your vibrational frequency one small notch at a time, until you are humming like a vacuum cleaner that only sucks up fifty pound notes.
Imagine you are freaking out because HMRC have sent yet another letter and if you ignore it, the interest with ratchet up. In your state of panic, you are as far away from a £1 million vibration as I am from the catwalk. Or £1m…
You could improve your mindset a little by thinking ‘I will feel better when this bill is paid, even if it pushes me into overdraft.’ Okay, so you haven’t hit the jackpot, but you might be slightly less depressed. Then, you attempt to raise your mood a little higher. You could promise yourself that you will pay off a chunk of your overdraft by a certain date. Then, you imagine what that will feel like and I mean REALLY imagine. Feel it. In your gut.
The long and the short of it, as I see it, is that the better you FEEL, the more you attract good things into your life – like money.
For the sake of argument, let’s agree with my husband and assume this is all a load of codswallop. The Law of Attraction is up there with unicorns and the Loch Ness Monster. A myth. A made-up thing. If that were the case, would I still do it? YES!
I know positive thinking works. I spent years being dateless and desperate believing I was utterly unlovable. As soon as I woke up and decided I was a Goddess, men turned up like buses. It’s the same when I am pitching for work. When I am feeling happy and confident, people buy into me with ease. If I try too hard to ‘sell’ my services, it never ends in a sale.
There are people I’ve known for decades who have always moaned about their lot. Great things rarely happen to them, and if they do, they don’t notice. Likewise, I know others who are always broke. They expect to be skint and continue to be so, month after month, year after year. The great optimists I know, just keep on smiling and appear happier than anyone else.
Romany gave me a bookmark yesterday and on the bottom, it reads ‘Do more of what makes you happy.’ That sounds like a fabulous plan. When I do things that make me happy, everybody benefits. The husband, the kids, the dog, my friends, the person in the street who gets a smile, instead of a scowl etc etc….
As I haven’t written a list for aeons, I’m going to write one now, of all the things that make me happy. What’s on yours?
Things that make me happy:
- Slushy films
- Ballet classes
- My friends
- Being by the sea
- Swimming in the sea
- Hanging out with the family
- Meals out
- Reality TV
- Weekend breaks
Gosh, reading this, I realise I am one hell of a cheap date. What now? I vow to enjoy as many of these simple pleasures as I can from hereon in. I’m starting with cake…
The only way is up!