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Call me paranoid, but there are times when I think my thoughts are out to get me. Yes that’s the sixty thousand daily thoughts we apparently have. But then I remember, uh-oh, I think I’m supposed to be in charge of them.
Though there are definitely times when it seems that they think they’re the boss. Those small, negative, but still creative thoughts, disguised as apparently inoffensive teeny, tiny ideas.
Take today, I set off for my appointment a little later than usual and did I think it’s okay, I’ll get there in perfect time. Not likely…I probably used up at least twenty of my daily thought ration on, I’m going to be late. I know it, I’ll definitely be late.
Around number twenty, I caught what was going on and used the next few hundred on…how great I got there in plenty of time. Phew…that felt much better. Enquiring minds might want to know, did she? Get there in time? Yes I actually did thank you very much. Not by train, though I like the thought…just quickly.
Lets add to today’s mix, spending time looking for something I wanted in a store all the while thinking…they probably don’t have it. Do I need to say, I didn’t find it?
Then comes the class I’m taking in something too boring to mention…was I thinking wow this is so easy for me to get? Err no.. it was more along the lines of, flaming Ada this is complicated, I don’t know if I can do it. Not helpful.
The challenge is that this law of attraction that we hear about isn’t just attracting stuff. It’s attracting thoughts that match the ones we frequently think. And when they’re connected to a strong feeling…well let’s just say you’d better look out.
When you feel mad about something, it doesn’t usually stop with one thought, but another one comes along to join the party. Like attracts like. And before you know it you’ve got a party full of loud, raucous, killjoys… and by now you’ve built up such a head of steam, you’re ready to explode. And whammo..look out anyone in the vicinity ‘cos you’re about to be the recipient of a Vesuvius type explosion. Run for cover!
I’m not yet convinced all my thoughts could be great, uplifting, noble, and positive…it’d be really cool, but I don’t think I’m in that elevated state yet. What I can do is practice paying attention throughout my day and see what I’m thinking or feeling. What if I was allocated only ten thoughts every day, would I make them great. You bet I would. So what if I made it my business to have ten, really good, positive, productive thoughts every day. Every single solitary day.
Hey I can do that. What say ye?
Encourage each other.