The universe works in mysterious ways. Or does it?
I believe in the law of attraction. I honestly believe that our thoughts can, and do, pave the way to reality. This brings the term “jinx” into a whole new light, for me. I wrote an article called “Stuck” not so long ago, where, after the mere suggestive, sarcastic, comment about an elevator full of people becoming stuck, we were, in fact, stuck. In the elevator. Did my fear of being stuck in an elevator, coupled with the thought, verbalized, cause the scenario to unfold in the next fifteen minutes of horror? Maybe. Maybe not. It was, perhaps, all just a coincidence. But, I’ll tell you this; I was visiting the same firm a couple of weeks ago, and was waiting for the same elevator, when the same group of young auditors approached the foyer to board a downward elevator. They took one look at me, laughed, as graciously as possible, and opted for the stairs. We either all believe in the law of attraction, or suspect it exists, enough, to alter our actions!
In my recent relationship limbo, I have resorted, in part, to online dating applications to peruse dating and mating possibilities. I’ve met some very nice guys, some I find quite attractive, others, not so much. As it is very hard to tell much about a person, their nature, their spirit, their character, their personality, from a brief narrative and a couple of pictures, I tend to “like” more than I tell to “take a hike”. It is easy enough, so far as I’ve found, to kind of let them go, if need be, after a telling conversation or two. A few of those brief narratives and cheesy selfies have actually developed into promising friendships, great flirtations, and some level of attraction.
One such is a man I stumbled upon while across the continent. Being an online dating app neophyte, I didn’t understand that I was being presented only with men in my current and immediate proximity. I thought I was being shown men proximate to my “home” location, per my profile. We flirted, and continued to communicate via text, even after figuring out we lived a continent apart, and, well, he is pretty darned cute. Having just been evicted from a long distance relationship, it’s really not something I’m looking for, but what harm in a flirtatious, texting, friendship, right?
Enter the law of attraction. Maybe, I don’t know, or some really bizarre coincidence. You be the judge.
There are fifty states in this country. With my job, I could be assigned to any one of them, and so could any of my twelve team members, some of whom live on the other side of the continent, much closer to flirtatious, texting, friendship guy. Our assignments are made for us, without any requests being honored, without any suggestions being considered, without any of our input on any level, in any way, shape, or form. This particular flirtatious, texting friend resides in an extremely tiny state 2,300 miles away. Just how many customers, comprised of CPA firms almost exclusively, could we have in a state smaller than some counties I’ve lived in? Well, the answer, at least one, to which I’ve been assigned an “onsite” training. Oh, it gets better. In that tiny, tiny state, which tiny little town do you think I’ll be heading to? You guessed it; flirtatious, texting guy’s home town. Fate or fluke? I don’t know, I just don’t know. Is it the law of attraction?
Part of the heartbreak of my latest heartbreak is, actually, truthfully, I fell as much in love with his home state as I did him. Hopelessly, completely, totally. I am mourning the loss not just of a really good man, but also the separation from the beautiful, wild, and pristine region, the opportunities for adventure and sport, and the friendships now isolated in a state nearly three thousand miles away. I vow to visit the state, but know, it will be less likely without a connection or some compelling reason. Enter the law of attraction. My online dating profile mentions or suggests, in no way, my former connection to, my love for, or my desire to return to visit this particular state. And, I have been approached, unsolicited, by a number of men who a) live there part time, or, b) have lived there and still have family there and visit often. I’ve said nothing, I don’t even bring up the topic, it just presents itself, in response, to, maybe, my thoughts. The law of attraction. Spooky, kooky, cool.
For further consideration; the man I was married to for more than two decades had a very distrusting and negative outlook towards many things. One such distrust was of the United States Postal Service. He so feared that anything he mailed would be lost, that, in fact, almost everything he mailed was lost, or incorrectly delivered. This still haunts him to this day, recently, an incorrectly delivered piece of mail threw a wrench in a motion he attempted to file pertaining to our divorce proceedings. Some things never change. The law of attraction is one of them.
Whether fate or fluke, whether law of attraction or bizarre coincidence, there is a significant body of evidence, here, and in the findings of many very highly esteemed thinkers and authors, historical and contemporary, that our thoughts do, in fact, cause the “universe” to align in a certain way.
So, be careful what you think. When you consider just how negative our thoughts can be, on a regular basis, it becomes more clear why so many of us struggle with happiness, or success, or progress. But, this knowledge, or even suspicion, if you prefer, gives us considerable power, if we can become more mindful. If we know, or even suspect, that our thoughts can shape our reality, our future, our happiness, our success, our progress, then if we pay attention to our thoughts, groom our thoughts, might we have better outcomes? Seems a safe gamble, to me. Think happy thoughts and, whether the universe aligns, or not, we are, at least, thinking happier thoughts! What have we got to lose? Besides mail.
I have experienced, this, first hand, many times. It isn’t scientific, nor is it perfect. But, I have found, on many occasions, when I visualized a certain outcome, with passion and consistency, it often became reality; whether a cute guy I wanted to date in high school, or the ranch on the magical hilltop I dreamed of, they materialized. And, negative thoughts often paved the way for more negative outcomes; whether the cute guy in high school cheating on me or the inability to continue to afford the ranch on the magical hilltop after the husband stopped working and the concurrent real estate collapse. Thought and manifestation, positive or negative. The law is the law. Unlike the posted speed limit, the law of attraction is a law that can’t be broken, best to heed the law, live life as a law-abiding citizen, be mindful and deliberate in your thoughts and what they may attract, and be awarded for your lawfulness! What have you got to lose? Besides mail.