My line of thought today has been: “I don’t want to be sick anymore.”
I am a partial believer of the “law of attraction:” you get what you give.
It occurred to me that I’ve been putting out a lot of “I don’t want” energy into the universe lately. Once upon a time I read something that said, it doesn’t really matter what follows that sentiment. That’s all the universe hears.
“You don’t want stuff? Fine. I’ll go knock on someone else’s door.”
So I’m changing my message.
- “I am healthy.”
- “I will be physically and mentally ready for my students tomorrow and every day of the school year.”
- “I am loved.”
- “I am enough.”
- “I am happy.”
This small change may not be scientific. Maybe the universe gives zero craps about how I phrase the goings-on in my life.
But the reality is that I do. I can weave myself a pattern of “woe is me” or I can buck up, wish for the best, and create the best life I can whether I have a crappy virus or not.
I’ll keep drinking my tea (that gets more interesting the longer this cold lasts) and taking my cold meds. I’ll control the things I can control. And if I’m still sick tomorrow, I’ll go to work and teach the kids about biology.