I dreamt of
my life.
I cut out
pictures from magazines of all the things I envisioned for myself. I stuck them
on a big poster. A vision board they called it.
Detailed and
exciting, I smiled at what I believed deep down would come. What I knew was to
be, my life.
They called
me crazy.
I learned
about affirmations: a
declaration that something is true.
I wrote my
list of truths: 'I am beautiful, worthy and enough'; 'I am poised well spoken
and articulate; I am bold and dynamic...'
I believed
almost none of them in the beginning but as if a sacred creed, I protected
my list in sticky plastic, neatly cut it up so it was pocket sized, and
carefully placed it in my wallet.
It all seemed
a little weird, but I was convinced that’s where my transformation lay.
What was I
doing? I couldn't even remember the first three phrases on my list.
I persisted.
When days
seemed darker and self-loathing cloaked my spirit, perching itself on my
shoulders.
I would rush
to a toilet booth. Retrieve the mirror Louis Hay had
recommended I get. I would look myself deep in the eyes; with rejection so
intense it would bring me to tears.
I would force
myself. I would look at myself, through the tears.
“I love you
Vuyi. I love you.”
Painful
tears.
'I am
beautiful, worthy and enough'; 'I am poised well spoken and articulate; I am
bold and dynamic...'
Slowly,
gently… I came to see myself. Somehow. I came to accept myself.
I read about
Osho, I watched Wayne Dyer, Kehoe, Chopra, Tolle and gurus from across the
globe speak truth I had been aching for.
I learned
about the universe and divine order.
I became
acquainted with the God in Me.
'I am
beautiful, worthy and enough'; 'I am poised well spoken and articulate; I am
bold and dynamic...'
I began to
believe.
I dreamt.
Bigger dreams. Truer dreams.
I didn't think to ask questions of the how, or the when. That, would take care of itself.
And then… As
the years progressed I finally began to come into myself and encounter the
magic of this world.
I awakened.
As I crossed
off each item on my list, and as each image on my vision boards came to life.
I
got it.
The law of
attraction is as real as the sun that sets without prompting.
The moon is as
vast as the being that we all are.
And the caterpillar transforming into a
butterfly only serves to reflect to you your own potential. Your own power.
Own your power.
Life is
certainly not easy. In fact, it seems to get harder the older I get. Yet the
truths of this journey can be found everywhere, if only you move towards understanding them.
There is only
so much that anyone can do for you. Only YOU hold the power to design and mould
the life that you see for yourself.
Excuses are
plenty, and they are so tiring.
The roadblocks you have owned are only but an
idea in your head.
This place gives us everything we need.
Always.
There is
really nothing more important or real than gratitude. Be thankful for what you
have. Take note of all that you have been given, and that you have, now.
You read this far… Isn't that something to celebrate?
Change the
way you look at things and the things that you look at will begin to change.
Put in the work.
Understand.
See.
And you will begin to gain insight into what some of the most successful,
insightful and enlightened beings know about the ‘secrets of the universe’.
That in fact, there are no
secrets.
I wish you well on your journey. All of my
love and encouragement.
Place yourself in AMAZING.
