Good things happen to me because I feel good.
I’ve hemmed and hawed around the law of attraction for years, and I thought it was due to embarrassment.
I’d cringe at the thought of being one of those people who throws around allusions to quantum physics while avowing that I always find parking spaces right where I want them.
Why? Because I’m an intellectual snob obviously. But the truth is I wasn’t holding back out of embarrassment. To my own surprise it turns out I was holding back because it is profoundly confronting to have no more excuses.
Do I want a better life, or do I want excuses?
The law of attraction is as rigorous as the rules I came up with in my diet journey. It’s so intimidating to accept an uncompromising rule of life that shows us the inevitable outcome of our choices is…inevitable.
If I feel good, good things will happen. Good things happen because I feel good.
That’s a lot tougher than blaming society, my parents, my family, the job market, God, or stinking reality itself.
It’s really tough to feel like a victim and then hear that feeling like a victim is a choice with inevitable consequences of victimhood.
It’s tough to think that I can’t be undisciplined anymore and hide behind uncertainty and doubt.
But it also makes things a lot simpler. Doubt never satisfied anybody in the long run, neither did irresponsible meandering.
I might have cringed with embarrassment at owning the law of attraction, but the real embarrassment lies in shrugging and dithering while people with no intellectual pretensions actually do the work and improve their lives.
The Happiness Challenge has quickly shown up my reluctance to commit authentically to being fully responsible in my life.
Either it works or it doesn’t. It’s up to me to decide. Does being happy make my life better? Or is happiness the end result of life’s vicissitudes?
I’ll let you guys know 😄