You told me last week that if I believed in something hard enough, if I envisioned it, if I imagined it becoming a reality it would come true. I just had to keep trying. As a good friend, I appreciate your advice. Your positive encouragement with a side of safety net built in. Like, if my wishes didn’t come true ad I cam back to you and asked why you could tell me I didn’t try hard enough.
Well, I have been trying. For years I have been wishing and hoping and praying. I have crafted a Vision Board. I have written positive affirmations. I have mediated and prayed. I have sought advice from therapists and psychics. I have put good out into the world and have been kind to my fellow human, animal, and plant beings.
And here I sit in my small apartment unmarried and childless.
So, how long to I keep wishing and hoping and praying? Is there, should there be, an expiration date on trying?