A Beautiful World
At first, The Secret confounded me, and the importance of it completely flew over my head.
I would attract small things like the hottest cell phones, or parking spaces, certain clothes, shoes, money…Thinking that these things were of utmost important.
As time began to pass, and true happiness escaped from my grasp, I realized I was missing out on the real meaning of The Secret. The real meaning was that I created my life, and that I was, in all actuality, a Creator.
Who was it that said, “Insanity is doing the same thing over again, expecting different results…”?
Holding onto negative ideologies drove me nearly insane. I kept on trying to change my life with different approaches of negativity. Until, that is, I started getting frequent panic attacks (sometimes twice a day) and was on the verge of losing myself completely. I hated my life, my family, myself, I would hate my friends too but I didn’t really have any?
For years, I had been playing the victim, blaming others for my heartache and pain. It took me a while, but I got there. I began to realize that I cannot hold others responsible for my pain. I realized that if I wanted, I could fill my life with joy.. but only if I truly believed I deserved it. If I didn’t believe it, I would run in the same circles, chasing after the same situations until a) I did something incredibly self-destructive, or b) I decided I valued my life, and I changed.
Also, I had to stop feeling guilty of the pain I caused in others lives. In the beginning I believed that letting go of the guilt would make me a horrible person. I mean, how else was I supposed to learn from my horrible mistakes? But as soon as I did let go of my guilt, I realized that releasing that pent up guilt allowed me to rise above the situation and release myself from making the same mistake.
Punishment, in any way, directed towards any person, brings NEGATIVITY to everyone involved (punisher and the punished, and those watching). I can’t say it’s not “right” because “right” might mean something different to you. But I can say, it is not PROGRESSIVE in a POSITIVE ASPECT. And guilt is none-other than self-punishment.
So, I set upon a little journey of self-discovery: Falling in love with who I was and what that entailed. Fear would come seeping in, for I felt alone, but I used love to fill myself up to the point where the word “alone”, had no effect on me. As soon as I started thinking about myself as beautiful, the world began to look beautiful.
Now I look upon life as a magnificent blank canvas, and I’ve been born to mark it with my own personal artistic touch.
I am a creator, and nothing can take away my ability to live with greatness. Life is filled with so much diversity and chances of love. I love it. Even those dark moments or situations in the world. They allow me to shine brighter by giving me a chance to spread my light and peace and feel wonderful about being so helpful and amazing. It’s incredible.
I am so lucky to have been blessed with this life.
Thank you for blessing me with such grace and beauty, and for creating this beautiful world for me to experience.