Here's something crazy-cakes: I know I'm going to be huge.
I don't quite know what that means, but I know that's what I'm built for. I've known it since I was a child, like you know you're going to take another breath or you know your keys will hit the ground when you drop them. I know that my life is going to be something big and important.
When I was a child, I thought I was going to be the next Jesus. This idea seemed to follow me until I was 33. At that point, I hadn't amassed a group of disciples, walked on water or been crucified, so I kinda let go of thinking that I was Jesus 2: Electric Boogaloo.
But I continued to feel like my life was on a path for greatness. Something really big. And even though I hadn't achieved what I thought I was going to, I was only down-hearted for a moment. "Well, I guess I wasn't intended for something huge." But there was this voice inside me. Something more significant than a voice. A presence inside that said, "No, you're still going to be huge. You just don't know how yet." And once that momentary speed bump had been traversed, I continued with my eyes up, head forward, open and ready for how I'm going to be huge.
I still don't know how it's going to happen. But I know it will. Something massive. Something mind blowing. I've got a lot of ideas that I'm working on, and any one of them might be the next big thing. I'm built to be a performer, so perhaps I'm going to be an enormous movie star or musician. Even though I'm not a full-time actor anymore, I've got a movie that's being shown for the first time this month. And I'm making a movie. It still could be that I'm going to be huge in the performing arts.
And I've bought a lottery ticket. I've been following the laws of attraction more with this ticket than any other ticket in my life. I've been seeing myself winning the jackpot, standing on a stage with one of those huge novelty checks that you see those big winners holding. I'm shaking hands with the lottery commissioner and my wife is behind me, hand on my shoulder, as the flashbulbs go off. I feel the tension in my stomach release. I feel the warmth of the tears in my eyes as I see myself giving away large amounts of money to people who are important to me, that I want to gift with this large paycheck. It feels great. I am able to do what I want to do-- makes movies, write songs, spend time with my family without worrying about taking time away from them to support us all. My shoulders relax into this warmness of thought. And I feel even stronger and better when I remember the words of the dramatic-but-cute bald man from "The Secret": Thoughts. Become. Things.
Tonight is the lottery drawing. When I bought my ticket, it was estimated at $172 million. That's $172,000,000. Today as I passed the billboard that updates the lottery amount, it said it was up to $201,000,000. I'm ready to accept this from the universe. I'm prepared for my mind to be blown. Because I *know* that I'm going to be huge.
I'm still not certain how I'm going to be huge. It might not be with the lottery. It's not really my job to figure out how I'm going to end up. It's my job to ask for what I want, feel and know that it is and will be, and be receptive to all that comes my way, all that I attract. According to "The Secret". That sounds like a lot of hoity-toidy stuff.
Here's the simple part: I KNOW I will be huge.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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