I came to realise that the people you surround yourself with, also have the power to affect your “power of attraction”
Especially if you hold the person in high regard.
Take my mother for instance, love her, she has been my rock and inspiration for many years, but as the years draw out she has become very cynical and funny with it, she will always talk up “the catch” or “the trouble with that” I don’t know where it came from. I don’t remember her being like this when I was a child.
Anyway, I says “Mum I want to get a new car, I want something sexy! A sporty number!”
She said “Whats the point it will only get trashed, some one will scratch it or break into it”
I said “Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum! Stop it, don’t say that”
As I had been trying to brainwash myself with positivity, and this was the last thing I wanted to hear.
As she said it though, I did picture my car broken and battered.
I then gave myself a hard time, for imagining it.
Bad move!
2 days later my little box car, I was wanting to trade in, had only one wing mirror, the passenger mirror had been completely kicked off!
KICKED OFF! On the main road! Damn drunks!! It just goes to show, surround yourself with positive people always.
I don’t mean, trade your mother in, I wouldn’t be without mine. I tell her to write a blog and get it all off her chest, so she doesn’t have to infect her children, with her negative nags.
Perhaps she will pay attention to that some day?
You can choose your friends, but you cant choose your family.
Friends are the family you choose for yourself.
I recently came to the decision I had to say goodbye to a friend. Sorry Michelle, I had no choice.
For years she had beaten herself up with the idea, she wasn’t loved as much as her sisters, that her boyfriends always cheated and nothing / no one could make her happy. She continuously looked for outer influences to make her happy. Men, drugs, whatever it would be. It worked for a while, but as soon as the attention from a new boyfriend would slip slightly, or the come down would hit. The end of her world was NIGH! It would result in tears and tantrums and she would fight to try and get the same amount of excitement, lust, love, fun or attention back. Whether it be from her friends or loved ones. The centre of every ones universe she thought she should be, anything else just wasn’t good enough.
The days – weeks – months that would follow were filled with tears, then the all day PJ days would arrive, the calling into work sick, then a string of incidents that would back up her bad luck.
A car crash, a house raid, a relationship break down, family rift. One thing after another, and all of them would be collected like stamps in a book and shown to who ever showed her more than a few passing moments of attention.
I became the cushion, the rock in fact, I could probably bet big money that I wasn’t the only one.
I would talk her through her mending, pick up some pieces and help her on her happier way, until I thought she was mended. It would be then, I would skip back to my life, content in my honor as a friend. Till crash, Wallop, Bang it – falls apart again. Eventually this brings you down.
Here is the line…
“Why does this stuff always happen to me?”
Your response “Its not only you, I get bad luck too”
“Oh yeah, Go on then??
Bang, soon you are contemplating all the irrationalities of your own life. NO, NO not good for the soul.
Hello – Power of attraction, and the cycle begins.
Suddenly you have far more in common with your fallen friend, than previously you did before.
Now, I am not saying you should abandon a friend in need. You just cannot mend someone who subconsciously wants to remain broken.
You can lead a horse to water, you cannot make it drink.
You experience everything that happens in your life for a reason, to learn something from it and to move onto the next level, if you don’t learn, it will probably keep occurring until you do. You cannot wear your failure as an attention badge. To give you purpose and attention, wear your achievements and strive for collecting those metaphoric badges instead.
Life is about experiencing the good, surviving the bad and riding the wave of happiness for as long as you can.
I will give her “The Secret” for Christmas this year. I cant see her, but I can send good thoughts her way, and hopefully, one day she will find peace in herself, and then we can, perhaps laugh together again.
Remember you can buy a friend “The secret” for Christmas, but you cant make them watch it!
