I remember when I first saw The Secret on TV I actually laughed myself to sleep because I thought how ridiculously simple it was. I’d always felt that life was simple but that somehow we always managed to make it complicated.
The next day I was going to see my son who lives with his dad and suffers from a mental condition. When I got up that morning I felt a kind of clicking sensation in my head and I knew the day was going to be good.
When I arrived at the train station I saw my train slipping out of the station on its way to Sydney. I thought to myself that I was going to refuse to be put off by this and the guard made an announcement that another Sydney bound train was ready to leave from another platform, with about ten less stops and would get me there earlier!
I made it to the coffee shop in time for my son and I to have a quick discussion before his dad arrived – at this point my son had not been diagnosed and he was telling me about the horrendous dreams he’d been having. His dad came along and I told him what my son had told me and he said, “Well, we’d better get him some help” (till then my ex wouldn’t believe that there was anything wrong with our son and he virtually would not even discuss the situation). To cut a long story short, our son got the help he needed and today is happy and well adjusted – he is enjoying life now and I still believe it was due to The Secret and how positive and on a high I was that day.