I’ve been waiting for a change to happen–you know, something to click and make it apparent that things are working for the best. Maybe, just maybe, that has to come from us* rather than from the universe. Louise Hay teaches that the universe is waiting to act on our emotions and desires, and however far-fetched that may seem in theory, I continue to be circled back into believing it. For every moment that something negative has happened to me, I can back it up with specific incidences where my attitude was negatively spiraling out of control.
Thoughts quickly become habits, and habits becomes moods, and before we know it our lives are a series of responses to decisions we don’t even realize we’re making. In a bubble, I am perfectly positive and happy and strong–but then I have to talk to people. Negative people. But this is the old thinking that started me on the uphill slope. I am letting outside influences tell me what is or isn’t possible. I am powerful. I am smart. I define myself.