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I’ve been gone a while. But what a while it was, a roller coater ride of emotion and manifestation that merely strengthened my understanding of the Law of Attraction.
Life is cyclic, but only if we allow the cycles to occur. We have our ups and downs but only because we believe and accept it.
After my last post, I found myself in one of those incredible lows. I found myself in a depressed state in a relationship, at my work and in my business. I found myself believing reality and forgetting that I, like everyone else, am a creative creature with the ability to influence “reality”.
There are times in our lives when the past catches up with us. It is the manifestation of our previous thoughts and emotions. Our thoughts and emotions are, in fact, one because the two are inexorably linked. Our thoughts create our emotions and our emotions color our thoughts. I wondered if one can exist without the other but I find no evidence of that in human beings.
I allowed myself to feel the negative pole of emotion and paid the price. I allowed myself to fall into a pit of despair.
I know better. But that doesn’t mean I always do the right thing. Just like all, I make my mistakes and learn from them.
I am an introverted intuitive and I have a strong sense of others’ feelings. While it allows me to relate to others, I oftentimes absorb others’ negative emotions as well. Then, in a continuous feed back loop, my negative state reinforces the negative state of others after which they, in turn, reinforce my own negative state. It is a dangerous spiral that leads to destructive depression.
It took effort to turn things around.
I began to focus on the positive outcomes I really wanted <i>regardless of what happened outside</i>. I detached from the “how” and just focused on the end result. That is the true lesson of “detachment” as preached in religious and spiritual disciplines. Detachment allows the Universe, Source, to choose the best way to provide the result with us still be open to receive the gift.
It’s like my asking a Philanthropist for one million dollars but only if I can pick it up as a money order at the corner 7-11 (that’s attachment)! We focus on specifics without realizing that there are better, easier ways for manifestation to occur. Meanwhile, the Philanthropist has a million dollars waiting for me to pick up in one of a thousand banks at my convenience, with a limosine waiting for me at my house while I wait in line at the 7-11.
We try to impose our own wisdom on Source. The skin cell tries to tell the quarterback how to throw a touchdown!
I started to realize that Source was like me. I watch over my kids’ bank accounts (both in school) to make sure they have enough money for their needs. They don’t even need to ask. I just watch and provide. My kids don’t have to think of how the money gets there. They don’t have the resources for that while I do!
If I can do that with my limited resources and wisdom, how much more can Source with Infinite Resources. What makes it so hard to believe that I will get what I ask for? If Bill Gates can spare me $10,000 without blinking, how much more Infinite Source?
It comes down to this – what we ask for we get but we have to actually extend our hand and be at the right place to receive it. We have be open to many possibilities because we are in a chess board where we, the chess piece, can only see left, right, front and back while Source, the player, sees not only up and down but all the pieces on board as well. Then, getting from point A to point B is it’s only a matter of time and a series of chess movements.
We are responsible for receptive thought. But even more important, we are responsible for receptive feeling.
We create the <i>feeling</i> of the end result and the Universe creates the whole drama to get there.
It’s almost like watching a movie from the inside-out knowing that in the end, everything will resolve itself to our satisfaction.
Perhaps the hardest thing one deals with in the Law of Attraction is time. As much as we want our wishes to come true right now, some things have to age properly to meet our expectations. The grander the dream, the more time is necessary.
Because of today’s technology, we are becoming used to immediate gratification. Unfortunately, the Universe doesn’t always grant immediate gratification. Sometime, a little time and patience is necessary.
My engineering career began with a dream in the 60’s. That was a time when man was embarking on a daring journey to the Moon. As a small boy, I was fascinated by the power of a rocket launch and the magical serenity of the stars as viewed from space.
I wanted to be a rocket man.
Perhaps that was my motivation for taking chemical engineering in college. Among all the engineering disciplines, this offered the promise of creating fire and thrust by the loud chemical reaction of two liquids. It was a pathway for me to build the chariots to the Moon.
In my last year of college, I still had the dream. I grew up and went to school in a Third World country. There were no such things as rockets. The energies of education were geared towards the necessities of life – food, oil, pottery, soap, etc.
As I declared to my classmates that I wanted to work on rockets, I was laughed at! I became a laughing-stock. I was the dreamer, the guy who would never do anything practical. What a fool!
That was when I stopped talking about my dreams. It’s hard enough to believe that one’s dreams can come true, but let one person ridicule that dream and your spirit just comes crashing down. Then the dream is thrown away and forgotten.
So what does one do? Do something practical! After all, that is what engineering is all about. So I made soap!
I lasted about six months. My first employer gave me the option to leave the company rather than get fired. Of course, I took the option and realized my own mental make-up was not compatible with the industries available where I lived. I wanted to be part of something greater.
I had another option. I opted to take my chances in the US.
I left everyone behind and tried a new life in California. I came from an accredited school so my degree was completely compatible.
It took a while to find a job. In the meantime, I helped my cousin in his entertainment work.
Every year, he sponsored a festival for artists called “Tapestry in Talent”. As a no-talent part of his crew, I was given the job of running the movie projector for the story of the Moon Space Program.
I was in heaven! The job was easy – run a movie projector. But the subject matter was something that captured my imagination. In full color and stereo, I experienced, over and over again, the power of the launch from Cape Kennedy, the orbits around the Earth, the trek across space to the Moon, the historic first step on the Moon surface and the triumphant return.
I would run this movie over and over again for the audience. But it was I that was truly affected.
I wished more than ever to work with rockets.
I was no rocket engineer. I had no job, no experience, and was culturally naive.
At least, a job surfaced. I made silicon chips for the newly born computer industry.
But I could never escape the vision of space. I looked for jobs with NASA, but I had no credentials to offer. No job offers came.
All I could do was dream.
Then, one day, as I walked towards one of my bus stops on the way home, I passed an Air Force recruiting office. Something drew me in. I went through military training in college so a career in the military was a lot more appealing than making silicon chips.
But there was something more important with this particular event.
I was offered the chance to work with rockets! And after getting my commission, I assigned to the Air Force’s Rocket Propulsion Laboratory. I had arrived. The rest is history.
Time is actually quite a friend. In the engineering world, the creation of anything special involves understanding its relationship with time. The more grand and critical the final product, the more time is required for its proper development.
Whenever things are circumvented for the sake of time, both time and money are lost. Allowing time to do its work, makes the manifestation strong. Find a shortcut and the manifestation stands on a three wall foundation. It’s unstable and crumbles at the slightest disturbance.
Every engineer who has had the “pleasure” of having to fix something because not enough time was taken earlier to do the work right, knows what I’m talking about.
This was true for the Moon program. It had to go through its paces, going through the right steps in the right time to achieve the historic landing. Skipping a single step would have caused the whole thing to fall. Impatience would have kept us on the ground.
That decision to join the Air Force thrust me into the space program. But to get there, I first had to have the desire, then the relevant degree, then the previous military experience which made the Air Force an attractive option. Then I had to be just the right age.
This rocket guy was once a kid who had a dream that everyone laughed at. But time had a way of making it happen.
Dreams never die. They just await the opportune moment.
In the performing arts, I began as a dancer. Even as the years have degraded my ability to perform, it had not diminished my desire and ability to create. Give me the music and the dance appears immediately in my mind. The work of choreography had been one my greatest joys.
It was the year 2003. I found myself in an engineering position in the East coast that was not very much fun.
At the same time, I became part of a very small church which gave me a chance to perform once more as a singer.
The thing about the performing arts bug is that, when it bites, it infects you dramatically (pun intended). I began to sing again, and write songs again. But I missed the stage.
I wanted to create.
I wanted to choreograph.
I knew at this point that if I could make anything real in my mind, I could make it happen. What separates the fantasy from the manifestation is the intent to make something happen. Otherwise, it is nothing more than a vivid daydream.
No! It was my intention to re-enter the theatrical world and create once more.
The only problem was, I didn’t know how to make this happen. I had no connections with any theatrical group. I didn’t even know where they were. By this time, this did not bother me. I had already seen my desires come to fruition in ways I could not have imagined, nor controlled. All I needed to do was to intend and to imagine the intention fulfilled.
That was easy. I simply play music, close my eyes and experience the choreography in my mind.
That’s a funny thing about imagination. You have the freedom to imagine anything, but the only imaginings you can do easily, are those that are aligned with your true desires. I could easily imagine an enjoyable and satisfying choreography session, but I sweat at trying to imagine myself playing in a football game. The former is easy, fun, as simple as taking a step. The latter is WORK!
There was always a social gathering after church. I was with a group of men, chatting about something which I can no longer remember. At a certain point, one of the gentlemen proudly announced that his son got the lead role in a high school’s production of the musical “Bye Bye Birdie”.
Then he mentioned the high school was in desperate need of a choreographer!
My body gives me a signal whenever I come across the right answer for a problem. It is a quiver. Even though I look relaxed outside, I quiver and shake within. It’s like a wild vibration that only I can hear or sense.
Needless to say, I informed this gentleman that I was a choreographer and I offered my credentials from years past. He brought that list to the show’s director and I was requested to come in for an interview “audition”.
I knew I was going to get the job. Whenever the quiver comes, things always turn out right.
I came in the middle of the production so I had very little time. But the work was right and the dance came to me whenever I heard the music.
The work was successful and the choreography was noted in the newspapers.
The school was happy enough to have me back for the next year and planned a production that would utilize even more dramatic choreography.
Unfortunately for the school, but fortunately for me, I was on my way back to the West coast.
As has been my experience with achieving my desires, it was not important to know how to make something happen. Plans are fine, but attachment to a single and very specific plan closes the door to other easier ways to get what you want.
It’s like a comparing the ability of a kindergarten student to a rocket scientist on ways to get to the moon. One can cut out paper rockets and stay firmly on the ground. The other can get to the moon in a hundred different ways.
So plan your trip and take your first step. But trust in the Universe to get you there.
As a postscript, there was something else of note that happened during that production.
I was struggling with the choreography at one point. There was something that was not working and I couldn’t quite put a handle on it.
During one rehearsal, one student’s mother was watching and told me that the energy seemed a bit low. She told me how one choreographer used to give the cast exercises in the beginning to get them going.
That brought me back to another time when one stage director told a cast that their actions had to be large on stage to be seen by the audience.
The quiver hit me again. I knew what I had to do. I realized what the problem was.
The next rehearsal, I “commandeered” the stage from the director and musical director. I had the entire cast on stage and had them copy me as I danced to some simple steps. With each step, I made the movements bigger and bigger, wilder, more and more energetic. By the time we were done, they were hyped up, breathless, and excited! They got the idea. Make the movements big, increase the energy, and even the simple steps excite the audience. It wasn’t the steps that made a difference. It was their attitude of fun!
What’s the point? The answers to your questions often come from others around you. The direction you have to go is shown to you by others. The Universe speaks to you though people, circumstances and intuition. That’s why humility is so important. It makes you open to receive.
All you have to do…is see…and listen.
Be very careful what you ask for. You WILL get it.
In a previous post, I described my quest for corporate success. I applied visualization to get what I wanted but I focused on the trappings and not the essence. I received the trappings – the executive office, the position, the prestige, the salary – but in a work environment and position that was out of tune with the person that I was.
For that mistake, I found myself a virtual prisoner of circumstance. I had left a wonderful engineering position in the West coast for a position I was completely unsuited for in the East coast. I felt out of place. I had burned my bridges. I could not find a way back. The move east alone was traumatic for me and my family, leaving us both emotionally and financially devastated.
I became a troll, alien to my family and grudgingly paying credit card debt that would take decades to clear. I was prone to accidents and experienced hardship after hardship. I hated the snow and the winters. I bought and damaged a brand new car. Misfortune followed me. I was a negativity magnet.
It took another three years before I decided that I had enough.
I made an internal decision, a specific intention, to go back to the West coast where I belonged, where I was happy, in a position that would be emotionally satisfying, while repairing my financially dire situation.
Surprisingly enough, my wife, who was opposed to any more moving (we moved three times in nine years), gladly concurred with the return to the West Coast.
But that that year showed no hope for such a move. There were no job openings at my previous place of employment. No potential employers replied to my resumes and calls. Furthermore, the housing market was such that selling our house at that time would have resulted in a loss, something our finances could not handle.
There was no way back. It was incredibly discouraging.
I resorted to something I had done in the past – journaling.
I bought a small notebook and started to journal as if it were months into the future.
I wrote in longhand. It was personal. I could write without having to worry about spelling. There were no backspaces to make corrections on the fly. It was not important. I just needed to dream happy things. Writing a journal made it feel as if good things had already happened.
I wrote about the joy of leaving the East for a new opportunity in the West. It was warm where I was going. Snow storms were a thing of the past. For a change, a trip to the airport for the move back was like being released from prison, at last.
I wrote about how the sun shone all the time and how my work environment was full of creative and inspiring moments. I was part of a team where I fit in as a designer and analyst, working in conjunction with those who enjoyed putting things together and testing them.
I described the fun my kids had at the park which was a sunny walk away along two lane roads so wide that you could fit three wide body trucks across easily.
I had a vision of a walk path lined by evergreen trees from which I could see the parking lot of my new place of employment.
I did this every day and reveled in the fantasy. When one notebook was done, I destroyed it and started a new notebook. It didn’t matter that the story was the same. It was an enjoyable fantasy. I changed small things but kept the theme the same.
I lost count of how many small notebooks I filled up and destroyed. They were for no one’s eyes except my own. I never even re-read my entries. The writing merely focused my imagination.
All the time, I focused on the journal. I did no job search as I had no inkling of where to go. I did nothing to improve my chances of moving back west. The Internet was not as pervasive then as it is now. I couldn’t tell what the job market was like.
Then, one morning, I received a telephone call. The voice on the other was a very familiar and welcome voice, one that I heard many times in my old company.
I learned that times had changed. I worked for two companies at the West coast and both companies had merged into one.
And, they had a problem. They needed someone with special expertise and familiarity of the product line with a long history. I happened to have that special expertise.
I was especially suited for that position.
The whole journey back to the West coast was like jumping off a plane. There was no resistance, just a series of easy and successful steps.
First, there was the job interview. It was less of a job interview than a welcome home, even before the offer.
Then there was the sale of the house. In that one year, the housing market shifted and our house gained a $100,000 increase in value. The house sold within a month of us buying another house in the West. The equity gained paid for everything, including our credit card debt and put us, for the first time in four years, with extra money in savings.
Then, my salary was maintained even as I rejected offers for management positions.
But there was another development. Shortly after my acceptance, a new position was created within the company that allowed engineers to rise up a different ladder, one similar to management, but focused only technical expertise. Despite being only in the company for a few months, I was one of the first to be promoted to this position. The ceiling over my career had broken.
One day, as I explored the area where I worked, I walked down a pathway with evergreens the overlooked some buildings. I had seen this before- in my own imagination.
I was back!
The same process that cast me into oblivion raised me back to prosperity.
I look back at the valuable lessons learned, earned through emotional and financial distress. I swore never again to pursue things for the sake of money or position.
There is only one true goal for all action – the pursuit of happiness. That is the essence. And it is different for each person. The path of happiness for one may not apply to another. Each one needs to find their path to happiness. The trappings of success will follow close behind.
I was helping out a young performing arts student prepare for an audition. As the work ended, he commented to me that he was going to use “The Secret” to win the part.
I didn’t dissuade him from doing so, but I wondered how he would feel as he competed against those who were possibly better and more experienced than he. If he failed, would that convince him that the Law of Attraction was wrong? Would he feel discouraged and mad at the teachers of the Law of Attraction?
So I started thinking, “How does this Law of Attraction really work?” Is it truly as simple as “The Secret” says it is?
As an engineer, I like knowing how things work and often look at models to get an idea. This takes from believing, to knowing. The physical world is a model of a larger and more refined Universe. By seeing how the model works, we can infer, if not completely understand, how the greater Universe operates.
So how would the Law of Attraction satisfy this young man’s desire to win a coveted role? What model can I use to predict the probabilities?
Interestingly enough, I turned to the game of chess. Assuming that we, four-dimensional beings, are engaged in a nice (and friendly?) game of two-dimensional chess. Each player has the tools, the training, the specific goal and the strong desire to win. This game depends more on strategy than on probability. Yet, even probability plays a role as the human mind is not completely logical. Not everything is completely predictable, even in engineering. Emotions are unpredictable, and the human mind is prone to not-so-logical emotional moves.
What if we now focus, not on the players, but on the pieces?
The fields of view and awareness are now very much limited!
The pawn can only move one square at a time. The is the law of its position. The knight can only move in right angles but can jump over other pieces. The bishop has no influence over the pawns, and king, with it limited movement, tries to hide behind other pieces in its immediate vicinity. Some pieces can’t make their move because other pieces are in the way! On the other hand, each piece, while limited in its ability, can still do things the other pieces can’t do! This same is true for every piece, even one as powerful as the queen.
Sound like life!
But these limitations do not apply to the game player who, while living under each piece’s law, sees the grand scheme of things and can use the abilities of each piece to win.
We are in a similar game of chess. From our viewpoint, we can only see what is in our immediate vicinity. We are completely unaware of the bigger game and the other pieces in that game!
In the case of the performing arts student, there is only..the part. It is one event in the space-time continuum. There is no awareness of the other million opportunities that may even greater emotional satisfaction. And, as it is with youth, it may seem missing this the one and only opportunity represents the end of “life” as we know it.
But this does not hold for the Game Master. The Game Master is not limited by the four-dimensionality of the chess board we know as our world. To orchestrate the granting of our desires, the Game Master may take indirect routes in response to the strategy of the opponent. That not only affects space, but also time. For the grand scheme to be achieved, some pieces (in terms of events or circumstances or even time) may need to be discarded to achieve the price. What may look like failure, is nothing more than a strategic move!
Now let’s complicate the whole thing. Chess is a two-dimensional game played by players who operate in a four-dimensional (space-time) world. As we zoom further out, we may see the world as being played by single collective consciousness engaged in a multidimensional game of chess. A move may not be a single square but a distribution of possibilities, iterating in time until all objectives are met.
At the level of the performing arts student, disappointment may occur because of the narrowness of a view, with an attachment to a specific outcome within a short span of time. In the multidimensional game of life, there are infinite moves possible which can happen simultaneously. Yet time affects the appearance of the outcome as influenced by all the factors and players in the game. I wouldn’t even dare to apply my four dimensional mind to this problem.
The key is not to be attached to a specific outcome. By remaining open to all possibilities, not only on our specific space-time location, but in others, we avail ourselves to the Wisdom of the Game Master! This is the true meaning of Detachment!
How amazing the plans and strategies of Providence. If only we could trust that things will happen according to our request, with the outcome better than the limited and specific view we had in mind.
My own life experience reflects this. The things that made a difference in my life came in ways I never expected. But if I forced things by applying my own limited power and intellect, I invariably hit a brick wall or wade through a pond of quicksand.
There is amazing power and ease in this kind of detachment. Decide on the template, the feeling, then allow the Universe to plan the moves. Then, simply, let the Universe move you.