I read The Secret, believing every word to be true. It still took me years to truly be able to visualize or create anything, but the universe kept helping me on my way. I started reading different new-age inspired novels that just randomly wound up in my possession, more or less. I found random quotes and sometimes I’d click on a wring web page and find something that inspired me. I read The Secret book and saw the DVD several times, and kept being optimistic about everything.

Then suddenly, I realized I was never able to truly feel the feeling of having something, so I knew I was doing something wrong, and asked for a hint or a sign.

I began to pray in desperation, I read featured stories on The Secret webpage and said thank you for everything, desperately trying to help the process. Then one random day I was lying in my bed, perfectly calm, not thinking about anything, and I was feeling happy. Although I was unable to visualize, I had become an optimist and I said thank you all the time for good things in my life. I have to say, although I could not visualize, I was much happier about everything after reading the book. It helped me out of a pretty sad, hormonal, and pessimistic teenage lifestyle. And then I realized, I was so material or realistic or whatever, and I had turned off all of my feelings. I analysed every situation, was sad or happy every now and then, but kept an ignorant attitude most of the time. Although I was acting, talking, and thinking positively, I instinctively knew I had to change this, but I did not even know how to begin.

At this time, I was studying in Bali with a Norwegian school for four months. Most of my friends there were looking for a villa to move into instead of staying at our hotel, and I was so scared to be left alone, since I was number seven on our list, and most of the villas were for six people. I knew I could change the situation if I somehow managed to turn on my feelings, and start visualizing. So I closed my eyes and kept resting in bed, thinking about how much I had begun to love my new friends. I remembered all the fun we had shared, all the laughing and random things. I felt so happy and grateful. Then I thought about the villa, and how much fun we would have in it, all of us, together. I smiled and felt so great!

Later in the evening, a friend of mine received a call about a villa. It had room for all of us in it, and everything was just right about it!

Twelve days later, we moved to that villa, and we lived together, having tons of fun, for the rest of our stay. =)

My lesson, or wise words… In the end of the story or whatever: Feeling the feelings of having something is the key!