..will be the name of my second book.
Late last year, when I was feeling a little disheartened, I went to the opening of a new Taco Bell. This would be enough to lift my spirits – I’m very in to Taco Bell – but I was queuing that day because I wanted a souvenier tshirt. I wanted to be one of the first 100 patrons of the first Doncaster store and so after school drop off I drove in to town to get in line.
I was the only person there alone. I felt a little silly once the photographer started taking pictures of the people who gave up their time for the free shirt but hey, I wanted it, I was staying put. I’d said to Lee the night before that I assumed I’d be early enough to be in the 100 but I’d like a significant number to commemorate the event. 32, ideally (my age) but the chances were slim.
As they opened the shutters and I neared the front I heard murmurs about numbers. The students in front of me were wagering what number they might get and I seemed to be in the 30-40 region. I wondered whether someone nearby would switch with me if they got 32 – and then realised how that conversation would go and thought better of it.
I saw the shirts being handed out, one by one and when my turn came – 32. Thirty Two. What are the odds? I mean, I guess 1 in 100 but there was no guarantee I’d get one at all. I got my order and went to sit at a nearby bench, away from the hoopla. With my t-shirt stuffed in my bag I ate my taco feeling like I might be visibly glowing.
I’d dabbled with the idea of the Law Of Attraction before and just a month or two earlier I’d started writing down some monthly goals and was noticing some positive results.. but this was crazy. Could there really be some mystical pull??
I decided to start putting more things out there. ‘Tell the universe what you want and it will deliver’ style.It worked. Things kept happening. Some things were small, parking spaces etc, some things were large, financial windfalls/positive work news. It was all a little mad.. so I decided to build my New Year on it. Rather than set myself a bunch of resolutions, knowing they could be broken, I decided to write a list of things that I wanted to happen in 2019. The difference being that I am putting my faith in myself and trusting that thing are possible rather than burdening myself with responsibility and any subsequent failure.
It’s January and I feel like I’ve barely left my house, thanks to that bitter cold that overtook my positive New Year plans, but I wanted to put this out there for those of you who’ve never considered it. It doesn’t have to be magic but it does require some belief.. in yourself. Good things can happen. Sometimes you have no control over them but positive does attract positive and if you’re not in to resolutions (or you’ve already broken the ones you made) then why not try something else?
I made a whole video if you want to hear more about why I’m trying it this year but I’d love to hear from those of you who already do it. I heard so many stories after I posted that video and some are just too much to be coincidence alone.. I’m not a religious person but it’s actually quite nice to be able to let go of some responsibility and believe that what will be will be. It has really helped my stress levels so even if it’s total nonsense, it’s had a legitimate effect!