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I believe in the Law of Attraction.

Some call it The Secret. Some call it the Teachings of Abraham-Hicks. Some call it doing good works.

Some call it Blasphemy.

Now the Law of Attraction simply states that every thought you have creates an action. Every action has a reaction. If you focus on your car breaking down, it will surely break down. If you focus on your debt, you will receive more bills. If you focus on a bad relationship, you might just wake up alone.

On the flip side if you focus on health, prosperity, kindness and truly feel those things, you will receive them. Basically as you think things, the universe starts to form ways for them to happen. Just look around you now. Everything you touch or see was someones thought at some point. Do it..look. That and that and that, someone had to think about it and then create it.

Makes you second guess your thoughts.

Now I am not entirely crazy. I don’t believe I can sit here and stare at a lotto ticket and will myself the next big jackpot. But have you ever had something great happen to you and you get excited and then another good thing happens and another good thing…its like chain reaction? Or something bad happens and you start telling every one it couldn’t get worse and then it does?  It’s a little “your wish is my command”. You will never ever catch me making statements wishing more negativity into my life.

Last time I read The Secret we had our house on the market. We had only lived there just under a year and had to sell out of the blue. The market was about as bad as it is now, perhaps even worse. We had taken a VA loan, so on top of our mortgage, we had an extra $4,000  funding fee. Selling our house would be nothing short of a miracle.

Nonetheless, I read the book and took it all into consideration. I started dreaming of  our house being sold, the feeling I would feel when I handed over the keys, how I couldn’t wait to move and all the great things that would await me.

Then came the time for our open house. The first woman that walked in bought our home. In fact, the night after we had our open house I literally took out my mortgage, crossed out my name and stuck it to my bill pile. I was that convinced it wasn’t my house anymore.

30 days later, it wasn’t.

Validation that you are not entirely crazy is good some days.

So last night I dug out my trusty old friend The Secret. I haven’t pulled it off the bookshelf in a long, long time.  It has been tossed in moving boxes and thrown in the back of our closets for at least 3 years. I crawled into my bath looking forward to getting reacquainted and hopefully in the mindset.  As I am reading, I paused, closed my eyes, and started picturing my new home. Picturing everything about it, how I want it to look, where I want it to be at, how happy Ill be to live back in Florida.

And then as I turn the page of the book, something fell in my lap.

I looked down and a four leaf clover was lying there. I have no idea why it was in the book, how it got there, or how long it has been sitting between the pages waiting for this moment.

Some would say it was coincidence.

I would say it was just the universe answering me back.

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~Trisha[/private]