It Has A Name
I had not watched The Secret previous to tonight. That’s why it resonated so strongly with me -because for the last few years, it has seemed that I have continually experienced amazing things, watched daydreams turn into reality, and realized goals beyond my wildest dreams. And all, it seems, simply because I wanted them to happen and believed that they would. In fact, in most cases, the reality has turned out to be ten times better than the dream -things that NEVER happen to ANYONE. Just because I dreamed it. It’s absurd. It has happened at such a steady, progressive, and exponential rate (with no end in sight, I might add), that even my parents are dumbfounded and have been forced to re-assess how they look at the world. I certainly am dumbfounded. Me, a 24-year-old kid, I barely have a grasp on the way the world works, when here comes this reality-breaker time and time again suggesting that there is essentially no such thing as the traditional ‘real world’. It’s dangerous because I’m not sure what realistic expectations are anymore!
It happens with such intensity that it actually makes me uncomfortable, because I am plagued with guilt for being unnaturally fortunate, way beyond what I deserve. When I have voiced this to my parents, their natural answer is that I am realizing dreams because I work hard. But my retort is that everybody works hard for their dreams, and that no one ever experiences the kind of over-and-above good fortune that I do on a regular basis. My parents laugh and, at a loss for any kind of explanation, concur that they have no idea what’s going on.
I didn’t know it had a name, but apparently it does -the philosophy set forth by The Secret may very well explain all of this. Outwardly, the philosophies sound fantastical, but when I look back over my life these past few years, this is more or less exactly how events have played out.
Good to know that I am not alone, and that this is apparently not some metaphysical fluke.