What you think about, you bring about!
This has been a saying I heard many years ago from my dear friend, Pam.
What does it mean? Today I’ll give you a couple of my most difficult situations I practiced first hand on.
I was exercising one beautiful spring morning on my treadmill. My daughter was visiting and she was just finishing breakfast when a knock was heard at my door. She went to open it and a man asked if I was home. She tried to tell him I was not available but he was insistent. My daughter finally came and got me and I went to the door. Nice man, a man I knew from a previous job that I had left over three years ago. I had no reason to be alarmed, as he came to ask me a couple of questions on a file I had worked on years ago. I agreed to go to lunch and tell him what I remembered. I quickly learned, the lunch was an attack. Apparently, the mortgage companies involved with this file were not playing nice and they wanted me to be responsible. What the hell? No way, was I going to take the fall for something I was not involved in. I was the planned pawn in their blame game.
I won’t go into the horifying details but I will tell you the highlights to get my point across.
Well, because I said no to being their pawn, I was served papers. These papers stated, I was to go down to the jail and be booked on my own free will, IF I choose not to do that, I would be arrested. Right there, something is really wrong, right! My husband is freaking out but I felt calm. I knew I had not done anything wrong so what could possibly happen?
Because of this event, I was forced to get an attorney. I met with this attorney only 4 times, going over the details of what I was being accused me of. Attorney’s are intimidating! As I regained my voice and confidence, I began recognizing how many parts of the file had conveniently dissappeared. Which after a week, I shared my concern with my attorney. He told me he had a plan and to meet again next week. I’ll admit, I was getting a bit panicky. My attorney told me upfront that IF I was found guilty I could spend upto three years in Federal prison. WHAT THE HELL? WHAT WAS HAPPENING? I seriously did not know what was happening but I knew I felt angry. I was so mad and hurt that I was so easily thrown under the bus of blame. Angry at a company that I believed in! Spouting how much they support their employees, like family, they said. I was dumb enough and naive enough to believe them. I felt so stupid!
When I met with my attorney this next time he said I was going to tell the District Attorney my side, and go through the evidence they had ‘against’ me…… *** ok, I’ll finish up my story with what happened in a minute.
What I think about, I bring about! Yes, this kept going through my head. Fear was a huge factor but I had to tame it during the most scarey time in my life. I had to figure out a way to release the fear!
You see, the more I feared going to prison, my thoughts were consumed with fighting, consumed with being right. So what I thought about would bring more fighting, more fear, more proving I was right and they were wrong. Ugly situation, right?
When bad things happen the language of manifesting is ALLOWING, ACCEPTING, and LOVE. I know it sounds backwards – thus, why I used this photo. But I promise you, the language of manifesting is powerful! Now let’s see the difference on how this language would actually grant me and generate peace for me.
I took my anger and turned it around to being supportive. What I thought about is how can I help them figure this problem out. IF I had to go to prison, then I accepted that it would serve my highest good, in some way. I held onto trusting the Universe to serve my highest good, whatever that meant and wherever that led me. I was still nervous, but I was no longer consumed. I felt more peace.
*** The rest of the story …… I was interviewed by the District Attorney after going through the evidence box. I showed them where the missing pieces were. I had my moment to ask why certain, important documents so conveniently dissappeared. My interview shined a light onto the poor practices of the company, not me. In the end, my attorney stated matter of factly, as you can see, my client has no business being here. Then the kindest moment. The District Attorney, said, “I am so sorry we put you through this, I have no idea why you were even brought in!”
I will tell you, the relief I felt with her words were huge! Can you see how differently the outcome could have gone if I continued being consumed with fear?
What you think about, you bring about!