Contributor: Mollie Player, author of several New Thought books including You’re Getting Closer: One Year of Finding God and a Few Good Friends.
Though now I am deliriously happily married to my wonderful husband, David, this was not always the case. In my late twenties, I was alone–a lot. (You can read about it in Alone and Together: A Very Short Primer on Happiness.) After graduating from college, I continued to work part-time as a waitress for several years while I attempted to figure out what to do with the rest of my life. I had virtually no friends and when not at the restaurant I was either taking long walks alone, watching television, surfing the internet or reading.
And I loved it.
This is the thing: I had a job that paid me enough to get by on little work. I had all my time to myself. I owned my own house (my favorite thing in the world!). I had enough food to eat every day, and I didn’t have to worry about what anyone thought of me or wanted me to do; I was independent, and I was strong.
Sure, I was lonely. Very lonely.
But I was grateful–so very grateful, and genuinely so–for my life.
And that’s what I would tell people every chance I got. I’d enthusiastically say what I would now consider an affirmation–and a very, very powerful one. It was:
“I am blessed. I have everything I need.”
Today, I have my dream job (truly, my dream job). I have a husband that is perfect for me. I have more money by a long shot. And I have a baby on the way.
Today, I not only have everything I need–I have everything I’ve ever really wanted, but never really known that I could have.
But you know something? I truly believe that if I hadn’t been so grateful for my life the way it was back then, I wouldn’t have any of this now. If I hadn’t said inwardly to myself on an almost daily basis how much I appreciated not going hungry and living in a beautiful home and being born a citizen of a wealthy nation, I would not be sitting in this comfortable office chair (a workaholic’s favorite spot!) today. By focusing on the negative, I would have failed to believe that better things would eventually come to me . . . And I would, then, have failed to make the choices and take the risks that, eventually, brought them here.
Inspiration from the other side.
You’ve been on the spiritual path for a good while now. You’ve read the books. Maybe even met a guru or two. Sometimes, though, you need a different kind of inspiration. Inspiration from someone who knows how hard this inner peace stuff really is.
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