Ok so last post, I said that I believe I had a hand in manifesting everything that happened in my life. Including getting shot in a robbery, having my business seized by the tax authorities, many other failed business ventures and negative, dysfunctional relationships.
Now as I said before, there was a time when I saw myself as an innocent victim of circumstance, and couldn’t figure out how these bad things kept happening to me. The breakthrough was when I asked myself one very simple, but very profound question…
Was there one person always at the scene of the crime?
Naturally I didn’t like the answer I came up with, but that was the answer that set me free. Because I began to take responsibility and see myself as a co-creator with God.
Of course this was a real soul-searching process to get to that point. Because who honestly would believe that you would willingly put yourself into all the bad situations I had put myself in?
Like for real, who in the hell would want to get shot? But in my book. Why You’re DUMB, SICK, & BROKE & How To Get SMART, HEALTHY & RICH! I reveal exactly how I manifested it. Here’s the shortened, “blog” version…
I was unknowingly following a pattern of victim-hood that had been programmed into my subconscious mind since childhood. I was a helpless pawn, blindly being manipulated by forces greater than I.
Just as you probably have unknowingly manifested challenges for yourself, subconsciously attracted adversity, and even sabotaged your own success.
Now why would I do this? And why would you?
For me, it all started in my childhood. I wasn’t happy as a kid, and never fit in. I didn’t seem to belong in my family, relate with the other kids in school, or any place else. I spent hours upon hours, alone in my room reading books.
I spent most of that time fantasizing about escaping my miserable existence and living my own hero’s journey. I think most kids do this, but depressed kids just do it a lot more. Books, movies, and television were my escape.
As formulaic and predictable as these things are, one premise played out time and again. The hero would get shot. He would suffer, gut it out, and ultimately live. (It was usually a shot that just grazed their arm. So they got all of the attention, bandaged up and looking cool, without having to worry about the irritating stuff like dying.)
Every time John Wayne got shot, I imagined the sympathy people would be feeling for me when I got shot. I lived out that fantasy a million times in my youth. Then I grew up and lived it out as a reality.
So I really believe that I manifested getting shot in that robbery. Just like I have a hand in co-creating almost everything that happens to me.
Now it’s not as simplistic as some of the nonsense you see in “The Secret.” Which is where we’ll pick up next post…
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