HAPPINESS IS A CHOICE AND UNICORNS FART RAINBOWS

Some people call it a “vibe.” Some refer to it as a person’s “energy.”  Quantum physicists say individuals vibrate at a certain frequency and attract things (including people) that are on the same frequency.  You really can feel people’s energy sometimes if you tune in, or even sometimes when you don’t tune in at all.

Negative energy/emotions/frequencies/vibrations attract negative.

Positive energy/emotions/frequencies/vibrations attract positive.

This is why people who are immersed in negativity, just stewing in anger, or thinking about sad things constantly, placing more importance on problems and sadness than on noticing and appreciating anything good around them, tend to experience more negative things, crises, toxic people, etc., coming into their lives.  All these negative things give the person the feeling that yes, the world is a horrible place. So they continue feeling sad and mad. It’s a vicious cycle.

I speak from experience.  When I changed my thoughts — actually, actively TOOK CONTROL of my thoughts and consciously pushed anger, sadness and worry out of my mind and replaced it with gratitude, focus on positive things, and even read out loud every day, visualizations/descriptions I wrote describing my ideal life…. random bad things stopped happening.  Bad luck and crises stopped happening, and unexpected wonderful things started happening all the time.  Life stopped being hard and started being easy.  

I can feel the radical difference in my day to day emotions (aka vibrations) now, compared to my life before I changed my habitual thoughts.  I see all the time, concrete evidence that my positive vibrations really are attracting positive into my life.  

If someone had told me at my lowest point in the past, that my own negativity was attracting hardship, random crises, manipulation and cruelty from shitty people, and other kinds of suffering into my life, I would have had the distinct urge to smack them.  Because of course if crappy things happen to me, my natural reaction is going to be anger and sadness. How dare they blame me for feeling negative about the cruelty of the world and my bad luck?!

This is completely reasonable – bad things happen to us and we feel bad about them.  We are not to blame for this.  Go blame the crappy people who mistreat us!  Why pick on innocent victims?!  

The thing is, though, I found that I actually have a very cool superpower.  Anyone can have this superpower if they want. It takes practise but it’s possible. I mean, if I could do it, ANYONE can. (Trust me!  Also, see “My Angels Discuss What a Train Wreck I Am” if you need further proof.) 

I discovered that I actually COULD decide to think about happy things instead of all the things that made me (understandably! justifiably!) angry or depressed.  It wasn’t always easy or possible in the moment.  But in other moments, I COULD manage it.

I started doing something radically different.  Instead of just drifting through the day reacting to each thing without thought, and also with my usual habit — to worry, feel sad, feel mad (and believe me, at that time I had many HUGE reasons to feel sad, mad, worried, and overwhelmed) — I made a conscious decision to think about positive things as much as possible.

I also created a radically different routine for my mornings, which started my days with a flood of positive emotions (aka frequencies).  First thing in the morning I sat alone for 20 minutes, listening to zen type music I found on Youtube, with actual hz happiness frequencies,  and thought about all the things I felt grateful for.  After my gratitude thoughts, I read my written visualization of my ideal life. My visualizations are written in present tense as if they already exist.  I read them out loud, because actually hearing something affects the subconscious.  

That is how I developed my superpower — being able to CHOOSE to think and feel positive thoughts and emotions no matter what situation I’m in.  This superpower has helped me change my life from hard to easy, from bad luck to good luck all the time, from scared, worried, powerless, depressed and overwhelmed, to peaceful and full of joy.  It didn’t happen overnight and I’m still learning. But even in the first year there were dramatic changes in my life and my daily emotions.

A few weeks ago a woman was visiting me. During our visit she mentioned that there is a spot in my living room where she feels a strong, beautiful emotion just kind of hovering in the air.  That spot is where I do my gratitude thoughts and visualizing each morning.  

If someone had told me, years ago, that I could “attract” good things to happen in my life, I would have thought (secretly because I’m a polite person) one or all of these things:

a.) they’re about to sell me an expensive New Age workshop

b.) they’re one of those beautiful people who has had an easy life and is ANNOYINGLY  clueless about the hardships other people go through

c.) I’d like to see them live MY life and then float around feeling all smug with their happy, “positive” self

d.) sure I can attract good things into my life…and I also have a pet unicorn that farts rainbows

e.) brief, cartoon-like fantasy of smacking their zen-happy face

If I had not experienced the changes in my life, as I discovered and developed my superpower, I would not believe any of this rainbow-farty stuff.  By now, though, it is such an obvious reality in my life, I couldn’t ignore it or deny it even if I wanted to.  It is just, simply, the way life works.  Those weirdo quantum physics scientists were right all along, even IF nobody can understand what the heck they’re talking about.

So… you can react to bad things and shitty people with anger and sadness and no one could blame you!! (If someone blames you, just send them to me!)   But… BIG important BUT… you can also develop your own superpower, (did I mention if I could do it, ANYONE can?), feel happier each day, and actually change your life in wonderful ways.  And all without a pet unicorn. (But wouldn’t it be coooool to have a pet unicorn? Well, not a “pet.” A friend. A friend unicorn who is your equal and is FREE in the forest where you can visit and hang out together.)

The ways I’ve reacted to “Happiness is a choice” over the years:

ME, THEN  (looking at glassy-eyed, chirpy, Namaste Zen person and feeling the urge to BITE them) thinking but not saying:  

That’s easy for YOU to say! You don’t have MY problems. Do you think I CHOSE all the things that have happened in my life?  Do you think I CHOSE the childhood I had? Do you think I CHOSE to have migraines 4 days a week and a husband who turned out to be the most selfish, unappreciative, sadistically sarcastic, emotionally retarded prick on the planet? Oh SURE, I’ll just be happy anyway. It’s MY fault I’m not happy, because I didn’t decide to feel happy. Thank you for telling me to choose to be happy. I could never have figured that out on my own. I guess I’ll just go and be happy now. La la la. Saddle my unicorn, Jeeves.”

Maybe the beautiful people with easy lives can “choose” to be happy. But not the rest of us. They have no clue. How can they say I’m choosing to be unhappy? How can they not see how strong I am for putting up with all this, and coming this far despite what I’ve been through. They should be admiring me and sympathizing with me, not judging me and telling me this is MY fault.

ME, YEARS LATER & DESPERATE:  

“Maybe you’re right. I don’t know. What I do know is I can’t go on feeling this way. It’s breaking me. I don’t see how you can change your life by thinking happy thoughts. But other people say this stuff helped them change their life. I might as well try. I have NOTHING to lose, except to be miserable the rest of my life.”

(Starts learning and applying principles of gratitude and law of attraction.)

ME, NOW:  

“It IS a choice. I wish I’d known long ago how easy it is.  I had no idea. I never understood it.  Why couldn’t I understand it back then?  How come it’s so easy for me to understand now? I hope I can find a way to show other people how to do this, without them having to suffer a few more decades before they get it. And without them wanting to BITE me when I try to explain it.”

Do you suppose unicorn farts smell like cotton candy?


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