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Musings ‘The Secret’ has been on best-seller lists for a long time, so a lot of people must have read it.
My secret life success
Musings Sonia Kelly
Judging by the length of time the book called ‘The Secret’ has been on best-seller lists, a lot of people must have read it, which is why I am about to relate my own experiences as a result of having done so. The “secret” is the law of attraction – thoughts are magnetic, allowing us to create our life-situations by what we think. By visualising what we desire, we can bring it about. My first success in this endeavour was, as I have mentioned in a previous column, getting my driveway fixed. It entailed envisaging a smooth, curved, sloping approach rather than a rutted track reminiscent of a river bed, resulting in what seemed like the miraculous discovery of a duo of fixers who reproduced my vision in jig time. The book recommends that before setting out on a journey one should visualise the desired outcome. I have found this to work very well for me. Mostly, what I need is parking spaces and these are almost always forthcoming – even if they are sometimes on dodgy yellow lines. However, by visualising the absence of the traffic warden, one can even overcome this slight hitch. I found this out recently when I stopped in one such place for a quick dash into the bank, which turned out to be a half-hour sojourn while waiting for one cashier to cope with a queue of people stretching out the door. Poor bank, I thought, they give away so many bonuses to their customers that they can only afford one assistant. What have things come to? You can also achieve perfect health by this method of visualisation, and I have had some success in this field as well. My throat, for instance, felt as if it was closing in for a while, due perhaps to elephantiasis of the tonsils. Or maybe diphtheria. I started imagining it to be clear and eventually it did revert to normal, with no explanation. Then I noticed a circular bruise on my shin about the size of an old penny. It didn’t get better. It became raw-looking, in fact, although it was difficult to examine closely due to its position. I couldn’t help wondering if it would become like those battle wounds that need the application of leeches to remove the suppurating tissue. But, of course, that kind of negative thinking is contrary to the secret instructions. So I visualised it away. And suddenly the revelation as to its cause came to me: It was a shopping wound! In other words, it had been inflicted, over time, by a trolley. You know those little ones in a supermarket that contain two baskets? They also have a crossbar at exactly the height of my gaping wound, which was obviously hitting my shin when I took a step forward. The reason for having to use one of these weapons – as I now know them to be – is that the normal trolleys have suddenly all been locked together and there’s no way I can be bothered rooting for a coin to untether one. Apparently this development is because some customers inexplicably opt to wheel them away and abandon them in unknown destinations. Next, I’ll concentrate on my vision. That means not wondering how soon I should apply for a guide dog or why one oculist expressed regret that the course of injections into my eye had caused an irreversible scar, while another one said that was what was meant to happen. In fact, I shouldn’t even mention these misgivings, as “that which you fear shall come upon you,” according to The Bible, as well as ‘The Secret’. No - I’ll have to convince myself that I can actually read the subtitles on the TV screen that appear in letters the same colour as the background. And identify the road in front of the car without my new glasses …
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