Have you ever awakened in a pretty good mood only to look in the mirror and see Albert Einstein on a bad hair day? Some days, my life is just a quiet riot.
Now, I have been told I clean up nicely, but that first vision is always frightfully disturbing. You would think I would avoid that blindingly honest moment of the day at all costs. But nope. I never do. I have, though, graciously learned to smile through the horror.
And so, my daily circus starts in the center ring. Sometimes I am the Ringmaster - sometimes the Lead Clown. I waddle my way through the darkness for that first cup of confidence. There is no greater sense of triumph first thing in the morning than to grant caffeine permission to throttle my brain and hoist my eyelids for the day.
I am an early riser too. I know with certainty I accomplish more before noon than I ever will later in the day. The early hours are my redemption. It is in the quiet of the morning that my thoughts are most unobstructed.
When there is no annoying cerebral chatter, I visualize possibilities. Building your day on a spiritual foundation, whatever that means to you, paves a road to inner peace and acceptance.
But I am forever cracked up by what I envision my day will present as opposed to what I expect will happen. Oh, I do believe in the power of positive thinking. I just think that sometimes when it comes to positivity life savagely screams "MYTH" just to rattle our nerves.
And that leads to a conversation about the Law of Attraction. I have always believed that the energy of your thoughts manifests your experiences. Good begets good; bad delivers disaster. But, of course, without actions on good thoughts, the energy dries up and blows away. Maintaining a positive influence is almost too much like work anymore and I don’t know if that makes me crazy or lazy.
But the author of an audiobook I listened to this week really tweaked my curiosity. He wrote that mantras are tools of thought to penetrate the depths of the unconscious mind and adjust the vibration aspects of your being. The more I heard the more deeply invested I became in defining one that might allow me to harness my strengths and focus my attention.
Then, he said that a mantra's success was dependent on reciting it 200 times a day for a minimum of four weeks. Are you kidding me? That calculates to over eight times an hour (if you talk in your sleep) and 5,600 recites to invoke change. Perhaps my new mantra will be "screw that sh*t." Ah, but that is fodder for yet another rant.
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