From the earliest memory I can recall, I remember being a pessimist. I was programmed to worry, stress and expect the worst in just about any situation. This was the cycle for the women in my family and I was no exception.

I’ve always believed in hard work but it rarely paid off. I’d generally believe things would go wrong and almost thought myself endowed with psychic abilities. I was rarely wrong whenever I had foreseen something or someone going amiss. My internal catch-phrase was always “What next?”. The universe has a way of answering that question in a most profound way.

I had hit rock bottom after my son’s third birthday. Single, unemployed mother, drowning in debt and homeless. I was living in an abusive situation. Renting a bedroom from an unstable family member with disturbingly bad habits, not to mention a horrible temper. I felt terrible about myself, terrible about everything. I was a very loving mother but not much of a provider.

And then I remembered something. Just when I was at the point of “I can’t take any more”. There was a movie I’d watched years before, something about the Law of Attraction. I’d scoffed at the notion before, seriously? “The Universe” is going to answer my call for help? Pffft. This isn’t a freaking bat-signal, right? But now I was willing to try anything. I put my plan into motion.

I started out with controlling my negative thoughts. Things are good! Things are fantastic! I’m so thankful for everything! Focusing on what I wanted, what I needed. Imagining where I wanted to be and that I was already there.

And, things just started to happen.

The IRS notices I’d been receiving stopped. When I called to check on them, I was notified it had been an IRS error. I didn’t owe them $7,000.

I began applying for jobs even though I didn’t have a car to get to work. I was offered a great position and more pay than I’d requested!

Three days before my start date my cousin decided to sell me her car with no down payment. With the new job, I paid it off in two months.

My horrible credit and prior eviction was making it hard to find a decent home for myself, my son and my mother. I started visualizing a cute, small home with a large back yard. Soon enough, I found a private owner, willing to overlook my bad credit and eviction.

So here I am, 3 months after beginning my efforts to apply the law of attraction. I’ve gone from having nothing and feeling like nothing to having my world and stars realigned. I feel born again and my positive outlook only makes tomorrow look more enticing. I can’t wait to wake up in the morning. I couldn’t be more thankful or happy if I tried.

Sometimes, being thankful and believing is harder than anything. But if you are persistent, the universe will answer. Peace, love, believe.

Elise M.