Placing Your Order

Lisa Nichols, a motivational speaker who was featured in one of my favorite movies, The Secret, said something on Oprah that profoundly changed me.  And for those of you who don’t know, The Secret is a movie about the Law of Attraction.  It is not just about understanding how the law works, but the movie explains how we bring about what we think about all the time.

There was an audience member who had asked the panel of cast members to explain better how it worked, and this was Lisa’s response;

If you were at a restaurant, and you placed an order, you would fully expect it to come to you that way.  That’s how the universe works.  You are putting out orders, consciously and unconsciously, and you expect it to come back.  So if you say “I’ll never have a great relationship,” then you just placed an order.  If you said, “Oh, I have the craziest family full of DRAMA,” then you just placed an order.  So look at it as you just placed an order at a restaurant and what do you want to come?

I think about that comment every single day, especially when I post something on Facebook.   I’m consciously asking myself if what I am writing is what I want to be ordering up.   And while I want to bitch about the person who’s yelling at the 17-year-old behind the register at McDonald’s for screwing up her order I don’t.  No buts about it.  I do not want more people bitching at other people showing up in my life. Instead, I want to share how grateful I am for the crossing guard named George who gave me flower roots to plant in my garden, and my friend Kate who showed up on my birthday this year to give me a bottle of my favorite red wine.  I want more sticky face smiles and kisses from my daughter, and a husband who will dance to shake off a bad mood.

So the next time your about to complain, think of Lisa Nichols, and order yourself something that you will WANT to come back to you, because like a boomerang, it ALWAYS does.

My Ladybug Surprise

A few months ago, I read a book by Signe Pike titled “A Faery Tale, One Woman’s Search for Enchantment In a Modern World.”   I had learned of the book from Marianne Williamson who had posted it as a recommended read on her facebook page awhile back.   The book itself is about a woman who travels the world in search of proof of the existence of fairies while making little discoveries along the way.   Somewhere in between Mexico and Scotland, Signe is hiking with a native of the land who teaches her about respecting the earth.  If there is a beautiful rock, or feather, or a pretty pinecone, you should ask permission before pocketing whatever treasure you find.  But more importantly, you should be thankful for the treasure, and appreciate it’s beauty and where it came from.  The belief is, by acknowledging and appreciating what you are taking away from the earth,  you are respecting it.  To take something without thought for your own purpose or pleasure, without acknowledgment or appreciation was disrespectful.   Basically, it’s like karma.  Respect = Good .  Disrespect = Bad.

After reading A Faery Tale, I made a mental note to start being more respectful to the things I found and before I would take whatever little treasure the earth had to offer, I would say thank you.  If thanking the earth meant better Karma, then thankful I would be. To me, it’s simple.  Karma is like luck.  I believe we create our own luck, and the better we can make our own karma, the luckier we become.  Who wouldn’t want a little extra of the good stuff in life?

I thought of this two days ago, when I was on vacation with my family.  We decided to take the kids over to Rose Island off the coast of Newport, RI, where there was a lighthouse you could tour and walk to the top.  We had to take a  ferry to get there, but it wasn’t a direct ride over.  The ferry ran all day hopping from one location to the next.   When we finally got off the boat and onto the wobbly dock, we were told when we were ready to leave the island, to put up the yellow flag 15 minutes before we wanted to go.  That way, if people were enjoying themselves, and wanted to, they could stay longer than the usual hour or so.

Touring the lighthouse only took us about 15 minutes.  It could’ve taken longer, but when you have a four year old and two six year olds, attention spans cut short real fast.  Of course, I then had to take advantage of the photo opportunity and get the kids together for a quick picture.  Except, taking pictures has never been a quick thing.  I am obsessed with getting that one good shot.  Even if I have to take fifty of them for it.  The kids?  Let’s just say they’re not so obsessed.    It went something like, “Say cheeeeeeeeez!  Nope, Arianna’s hand was in front of her face.  Try again.  SMILE GUYS!  Ugh, Connor wasn’t looking at the camera that time.  One more – this time say CHICKEN BUTT!  Hmph!  I have to take another one- Autumn’s eyes were closed.    Come on guys….let’s try this again! Will all of you just LOOK AT THE CAMERA AND SMILE!!  PLEASE!”  The kids were done with the pictures before the camera ever came out of the bag.  I did however, finally get a good one, so we decided to head back for the ferry.

But before throwing the yellow flag up to leave, we wanted to let the kids climb some really cool massive rocks on the beach.  It was on our way over there, when I looked down to find millions and millions of beautiful seashells beneath my feet.  Before I knew it, my fingers were plucking away and I had over fifty shells in my sweatshirt pocket.  I was starting to fill up my other pocket when it suddenly hit me.  The little voice in my head said, “You forgot to ask.”  So I did.  In my head of course.  I didn’t want anyone thinking I was some crazy lady talking to the beach.

I thought to myself, “Rose Island, these are some of the most beautiful seashells I have ever seen.  May I take a few?”  No sooner did I finish the thought when I looked into the palm of my hand, searching through more broken shells when I saw it.  A ladybug!  A ladybug had flown into my hand onto the pile of seashells I was holding.  The funny thing is, there were no other bugs flying around anywhere, and it was so windy that I don’t know how it could have landed in my hand.  I can’t recall the last time a ladybug landed on me, but I’ve always believed they were good luck!  And since I don’t believe in coincidences and I do believe in karma, I’m pretty sure my respectfulness and appreciation brought her to me.

So next time you’re walking the beach, around the block, or hiking a trail, and you find a treasure, don’t forget to show your respect.  You just never know what good may come from it.

A Karmic Surprise

Vacationing itself is bliss.  Vacationing with your sister and her family who you love as much as your own is even better.  Unexpectedly running into your best friend from middle school and her family in the same resort who you haven’t seen in years is insanity.  How does that happen?  What stars align themselves to make that all possible?  Is it because I appreciate the people in my life so much, that the universe says, “well, since you’re having so much fun with your current friends, lets re-arrange some things to give you an unexpected friendship karmic surprise!”  Yes…..that is what I believe.  I believe that all dots are connected.  I believe everything happens for a reason.  I believe that in the hustle and bustle of life, we get caught up in the “things” we “need & have” to do, instead of finding time for the things we would “love & want” to do. But my karma somehow found a way to give me the love and the want without the hustle or bustle.

I was having some mommy time in my room with my nook, while the rest of the family went downstairs for a swim.   It wasn’t too long after that when my sister came up from the pool and said, “You’ll NEVER guess who I just ran into!” and then proceeded to tell me it was my best friend from middle school.  That turned into an amazing, unscheduled and unplanned trip to Goosebury Beach in Newport, RI with all of our families the very next day.

We set up our blankets, and umbrellas, slathered sunscreen on ourselves, kids and husbands too and parked our chairs next to each other talking the afternoon away.  We laughed about old times, and cherished the new. We couldn’t have planned it any better.

Some people say karma is a bitch, but for me, it has always been a blessing.  I believe that the better it gets,  the better it gets.   And the more you appreciate the good in your life, the more life will give you things to appreciate.  Karma is a wonderful thing when you least expect it.  Maybe it will surprise you too ; )