You will be amazed at the blessings and miracles that flow into your life by implementing this one change.
The Law of Attraction has been around since the dawn of time, and recently, a lot of attention has been given to this particular law. And that's a very good thing! It is encouraging to see so many people awakening and learning to tap into their own power (and the universal power), and so many choosing to take charge of their own lives.
If you have yet to hear about the Law of Attraction, allow me to give you a very simple crash course. The Law of Attraction encourages the acts of meditation and manifestation. It suggests that by asking for what you desire, focusing on it as if it is already yours, and showing thankfulness, that you can attract that blessing into your life. But here's the key: you have to train yourself to reach a state of gratitude. That means that you live in a flow state of gratitude, finding thankfulness in everything - even the mundane.
If you, like so many others right now, are struggling to find things to be thankful for, start with the most basic of things.
Do you have clean water to drink and wash your dishes and do your laundry with? If so, then you should give thanks. Does that water get warm so that you can reeeeeally enjoy that shower? If so, then that's even more reason for you to give thanks. If you have a bed to sleep in, a roof over your head, clothes on your back, or any single person in your life who shows you love, then these are all things that you should add to your list of gratitude.
The more gratitude that you put out into the Universe, the more blessings that will be given to you. Then you get to show your appreciation all over again! That's the very nature of the Law of Attraction. It states that by putting good stuff out there (and into our holy vessels), that we attract more of those good things to us. Alternatively, by focusing, stressing over, and worrying about the bad - then more negativity we attract to ourselves.
To think of it simply, imagine that God (or your Higher Being) is listening to every thought you have, as if it is a prayer. If you are constantly thinking, "Well, there's another bill that can't be paid this month", then guess what will happen. Month after month after month there will be yet another bill that you don't have the funds to pay. However, if you change your mindset and your thinking to gratitude, something different will flow into your life. Even if you don't have the funds right now, in this moment, to pay that bill, still shift yourself into a place where you can be thankful for all the bills you have been able to pay in the past, and give thanks that the money will miraculously show up to cover this bill too.
If you think this is a whole bunch of mularkey, what harm does it cause to simply try to implement this law into your life for just one month to see if it brings about changes in your life? It takes minimal time, a whole lot of focus, a whole lot of intention, and a bit of effort and discipline. But I assure you, even if you are in a place of doubt today, if you just step out and make this one shift in your life, you will be amazed at the blessings you set yourself up to receive.
The Law of Attraction in Action
Personally, I have seen the Law of Attraction work for myself, and for others, time and time again. Sometimes this has been in the smallest of ways. Yet on other occasions, it has changed the course and the outcome of lives.
A minor example would be the way that I see the Law of Attraction play out in the lives of my twin nieces. Most of the adults that surround them work diligently to instill gratitude in them and to teach them to always be thankful for everything. Thus, they walk around being grateful for everything and quite regularly receive gifts that they want, but were not necessarily expecting.
Just a couple of days ago, we went into a Cracker Barrel that was filled with toys they both wanted. I knew I had a certain amount of money that I was willing to spend on gifts and told each of them to go pick out what they wanted and to be as thankful as they could that it was their's, even if it wasn't in their possession yet.
Hope ran around thanking dozens of items for coming home with her and whispering to the toys how much she loved them and appreciated that they chose her to come live with. Adeline, however, had a clear picture in mind of just what it was that she wanted and knew that she needed to stay within a budget. So she picked her two very favorite things, walked over to them, and spent about five minutes thanking those two items for coming home with her and thanking me for loving her and buying her prizes (even though I hadn't purchased a single thing yet).
In the end, Adeline got both of the gifts she wanted, and Hope got three gifts! It wasn't my intention to get one of them more gifts than the other. In fact, my plan was to take Hope's third gift up to the counter and to ask the sales lady to restock the item. However, I ended up getting distracted and the words never made it out of my mouth, so Hope's third gift slipped through the cracks and ended up in the bag.
This is just the latest example of something that happens very regularly in their lives. Because Adeline limits herself, she receives limited blessings that are typically valued higher than the blessings that Hope receives. And because Hope puts no limitations on what she desires, she regularly receives more gifts, even though the total cost of their gifts averages out to around the same price.
Because Hope places a higher value on quantity, she usually receives more blessings. But because Adeline places a higher value on worth, she usually receives blessings that hold more value. And they are both are always grateful for the blessings they receive, rather than being envious of the blessings that came the other sister's way.
Again, this is just a very minor example of how easily even a child can implement the Law of Attraction into their lives.
Healing and The Law of Attraction
On a larger scale, I have seen people completely healed of ailments and diseases when the two of us aligned together in a state of gratitude. I'm talking full and complete, total healing. On the other hand, I have laid hands on people for hours and spoken gratitude, healing, and love over them for nothing to change. Why? Because the person who was receiving prayer was in a state of doubt or fear or anger or depression, or any other state that directly worked against the state I was in. That sends mixed signals to the Universe, and it doesn't bode well for the person who needs healing if their thoughts are drawing more sickness to themselves.
When my mother's husband, the man who raised me, was in the hospital with a rare form of oral cancer, they received a major blessing. Five different doctors had verified Jacob's results over the span of a couple of months, and he was scheduled to have his surgery. All the while, my mother spoke healing and blessings over him. She insisted that he had to reach a state where he fully believed that he was receiving healing of this cancer, by any means necessary. On the day that he went in to have the surgery to remove the cancer, the doctor did his final scans before the procedure.
The results? The cancer had mysteriously vanished from his body, completely, and there were no signs that it was ever there!
About ten years later, Jacob fell gravely ill. His pulse-ox was so low that the doctors didn't know how he was alive and breathing on his own. Every scan of his lungs showed a foreign invader that was spreading at a rapid rate. No doctor, anywhere, had ever seen this illness. Within the first week, hundreds of doctors across the entire globe were studying Jacob's case to see what they could learn about his new illness. Yet, as the days passed, his situation got worse, and no answers were found.
I was convinced he was going to die. My sister was convinced that he was going to die. My step-sister was convinced that he was going to die. My step-brother was convinced that he was going to die. The doctors were convinced that he was going to die.
In fact, at the end of two weeks, things had become so hopeless that the Red Cross flew out to the middle of the Mediterranean, where my step-brother was stationed at the time, to fly him back home to spend some time with his father during the last 24 hours he was given to live.
By the time we got down to 12 hours, we knew time was ticking and that we needed to say our goodbyes to Jacob. The four of us went up to the hospital to tearfully say our goodbyes, and my Mom flipped the switch. She refused to let anyone come into the room, informed us that Jacob had a dream that we needed to pray for him, and demanded that we all go to church.
We argued. We complained. Then we listened to my mom and went to church.
It's important to note, at this point, that in the midst of our doubt and grief, that my mother never wavered. She sat by his bed for the entirety of those two weeks and spoke blessings, prayers, love, and healing over him. Even when all she could see was what looked like her husband to be very clearly dying before her eyes, she gave thanks for the time she had with him and for his healing. She would get angry with us anytime that we agreed with his illness and would beg us to align with her and pray for him and believe that his healing was coming.
Us kids were beyond frustrated with her and felt like we were losing valuable time with Jacob, so we very begrudgingly went to church. We went knowing that we would have less than 10 hours with him when we returned to the hospital. We went knowing that we would be burying Jacob in the following week.
We were not at all aligned with her.
We had prayed, we had begged for his healing, but we had become too focused on what the outer reality appeared to be - and that was bleak.
We got to church and gathered together in a prayer circle with the pastor, some elders, Jacob's ex-wife, Jacob's former mother-in-law, all of the kids, my Grandma, and my Memaw. Before the service began we spent about 45 minutes in that circle begging, weeping, and crying out for Jacob's healing. You could feel the energy in the room shift. You could feel the peace wash over each and every one of us.
I walked out of that room feeling more peaceful and less hopeless. Yet I was still eager to return to the hospital and spend Jacob's remaining hours with him. Even so, something told us to stay for worship before heading back to the hospital, so we stayed an extra 30 minutes at church.
Just as we were walking out of the sanctuary, the Pastor shouted, "Wait, don't go anywhere, the hospital is calling!"
We turned around to see that the pastor had answered his phone just as he was beginning the service, and our hearts dropped. We feared the worst. We watched on in anticipation, straining to hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, even though we were at the opposite side of the room.
But all we heard was, "uh huh.....uh huh....okay....alright....are you serious?!....Praise God!"
He hung the phone up, began jumping up and down, weeping and shouting, "Praise God, Praise God, Jacob has been healed!"
Believe me when I tell you that we didn't walk, but ran out of there to go and verify the news we were hearing.
When we had left the hospital that morning, Jacob was still in the air-tight, isolated chamber in ICU that he had been living in for the past two weeks. Yet, when we returned to the ICU, they informed us that Jacob had been moved up to the 8th floor and that he was in the process of being discharged from the hospital so that he could go back home.
When we got upstairs, there was a different man sitting in that bed. The Jacob we had left just hours ago could only communicate through writing. He didn't have the strength to speak and couldn't have anyways with the tube that was down his throat. He had dropped a tremendous amount of weight, the smell of death clung to him, and all the color had drained from his body. He truly appeared to be a man who had arrived at death's doorstep.
Yet when we walked into this new room, EVERYTHING had changed. The weight had come back to his body, his cheeks were a bright rosy red. He wasn't even in a hospital gown anymore, but instead was wearing his own clothes! The doctor verified it all, that everything in his lungs had mysteriously disappeared over the span of two hours, that his vitals were normal, and that there was no reason to keep him in the hospital.
Two weeks later, two weeks after Jacob was supposed to have already passed away, the doctors called my parents to tell them that they discovered what the illness was, and suspected that he had picked up this parasite when recently overseas on a mission trip. Furthermore, they informed them, there was not a cure and that they still had no idea how he recovered.
His case is one that is still studied across the globe today by students going through their residencies and by doctors specializing in pathology. I don't think they'll ever find a way to explain, in the physical realm, how he was spared. But there is no doubt in mind that it was mother's prayers, diligence, and insistence that we join her in prayer that saved Jacob's life that day. After all, what other explanation could anyone find that the moment we went to church, prayed, and aligned with her, that everything abruptly turned around?
Receiving Bigger and Better Blessings With the Law of Attraction
Miraculous healing has got to be the single greatest blessing that the Law of Attraction can bring us. However, I want you to fully grasp that the Law of Attraction can be used to attract ANY blessing or miracle that you desire.
In my own life, I have received countless blessings and enjoyed major shifts all because I utilized the Law of Attraction.
When I was involved in my last, very short-lived relationship - I knew I wasn't interested. To be frank, the guy drove me up a wall and ground my gears, in every sense. One night, I went out on the patio, looked up at the moon, and prayed,
"Luna, I know this man isn't the one I am meant to be with. I have no desire to have his energy around me. Please send him back home. Please bring him to be the one to walk away from the relationship. And I thank you a million times over for this.
I know that the guy who is meant for me is right around the corner, and that as soon as I have this guy out of my life that my husband will be able to walk into my life. Thank you, thank you, thank you, that I finally get to meet my husband."
The next day, my then-boyfriend decided that he was going back to Virginia to pick up some of his belongings. When I declined to go and told him I needed a day to get my energy right, he went ballistic. He left and told me he was never coming back and told me to never call him again. It's a choice that he quickly grew to regret, but one that I was grateful for and that I held him to. In reality, it was far easier to have him removed from my life than I ever could have imagined.
Within a month, I met a new guy that lived right down the road from me, coincidentally in the first apartment complex that I ever lived in. Ironically (except, not really), growing up I would always say out loud how badly I wanted to live in the cute yellow apartments with the green shutters with the man that I loved. I thought that blessing was being answered in my first relationship, when I was fresh out of high school, but now I know that this is the time that the Universe has chosen to respond to that wish.
What's truly ironic about the situation is that there is very little about these apartments that I enjoy, as an adult. Which is simply a lesson in being very intentional and specific in what you ask for. By the time those blessings come to fruition, you don't want to be sitting back thinking "well why didn't I ask for a house, instead?"
Anyway, after Anders and I had been dating and living together for about a year and a half, I knew I wanted to marry this man. I knew the moment I met him that I was meant to marry him, but it took me a while to fully warm up to the idea. I found myself praying to the moon, the Universe, my Gods and Goddesses - anyone who would listen. I would thank them for the strengthing of our relationship, the stability in our relationship, and the union that we would be joined in.
After both of us had spent years proclaiming that we would never get married, I knew that things had shifted and that better things were in store for me. I knew my heart's desire had changed and that I wanted to spend forever and a day with this man I loved so dearly.
As I continued to pray and be thankful for my relationship, I gave thanks for his family loving me, accepting me, and welcoming me with open arms.
In August, Anders, his mother, his Aunt, and his best friend took me along on a trip out-of-state to visit a large portion of his family. I was meeting them for the first time. The very first night that we were there, Anders' cousin looked at him and told him, point-blank, "If you don't put a ring on her finger, then you're a fucking idiot".
Fast forward a month to the weekend of my birthday, and in the midst of both of us being temporarily out of work, Anders found a way to put that ring on my finger. We are currently planning a wedding for October of 2022. And I'm just going to throw this out there: I will be so very grateful for COVID-19 to be totally and completely eradicated by that time.