"I am open and receptive to all the good and abundance in the Universe."
This is my mantra.
I lie in bed before I sleep and picture myself in front of a vast blue ocean stretching out as far as the eye can see. The waves crash violently upon the shore, loud and powerful. I open my arms wide. Take a deep breath and let the abundance I see fill me. I feel it flowing into me. I am the bottomless cup. I allow it to seep into the deepest darkest corners of my consciousness. Expanding further and deeper. Each drop of this precious gold liquid abundance feeds into my prosperity bringing me wealth of body mind and spirit.
I am visualising like a bastard this week and hoping to heaven that it works for Gods sake.
This jobby waiting game really sucks the big one.
To whoever bothers reading my blog please put the happy little success thought out there for me, let's see if it works, the collective prosperity visualisation.
I wrote about my return to work anxiety here. I have put that aside for now to replace it with the "will I or won't I" get the job anxiety. Soon to be replaced with a new anxiety. Watch this space....
My sister sent me a text just before my second interview earlier this week. It read something like "It's never to late for Good Luck. NEVER."
She seems skeptical about the prosperity visualisations. They are just a slightly more optomistic or esoteric version of the Good Luck theory.
We all have our own quirky ways to push the madness away and let in the light. What are yours?
This is my mantra.
I lie in bed before I sleep and picture myself in front of a vast blue ocean stretching out as far as the eye can see. The waves crash violently upon the shore, loud and powerful. I open my arms wide. Take a deep breath and let the abundance I see fill me. I feel it flowing into me. I am the bottomless cup. I allow it to seep into the deepest darkest corners of my consciousness. Expanding further and deeper. Each drop of this precious gold liquid abundance feeds into my prosperity bringing me wealth of body mind and spirit.
I am visualising like a bastard this week and hoping to heaven that it works for Gods sake.
This jobby waiting game really sucks the big one.
To whoever bothers reading my blog please put the happy little success thought out there for me, let's see if it works, the collective prosperity visualisation.
I wrote about my return to work anxiety here. I have put that aside for now to replace it with the "will I or won't I" get the job anxiety. Soon to be replaced with a new anxiety. Watch this space....
My sister sent me a text just before my second interview earlier this week. It read something like "It's never to late for Good Luck. NEVER."
She seems skeptical about the prosperity visualisations. They are just a slightly more optomistic or esoteric version of the Good Luck theory.
We all have our own quirky ways to push the madness away and let in the light. What are yours?
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