Because of the
dysfunction and chaos in my young life, I developed problems with my
bladder. Like many kids, I wet the bed
not just one night but almost every night.
No matter what anyone did to get me to stop, I still wet the bed. After leaving Hartford, Connecticut I
experienced another kind of hell though.
I had managed to make it through the horrible fights between my father
and mother. I had managed to make it
through sexual abuse. I had managed to
make it through different disparaging moments of neglect to only find myself experiencing
physical abuse unlike I’d ever imagined a person could experience. I was a child. What did I know? I can’t remember my mother or father ever
hitting us, even in the midst of my dad’s violent rants. So being hit, no being beaten, was shock to
my little system. I felt my great
grandmother hated me. She contributed to a lot of the instability inside my
small little mind. I can’t remember ever
being coddled by her. Well maybe
once.
I was a very bright,
curious, and inquisitive kid which may be part of the reason she beat me. She claimed she beat me because I wet the
bed. Well, according to the LOA, you get
what you focus on and give your energy to right? Needless to say, I focused on not wetting the
bed but my nerves were so rattled until my energy screamed “wet the bed”. Every morning it never failed, like
clock-work, my great grandmother would get us up, allow me to go into the
bathroom to wash up and then she’d wait for me to come out only to be
slaughtered by her powerful “cotton picking hands”. Sometimes she would all but break the door
down to get me out. Many mornings my
little hands could not wash my body because I shook so violently. I was so afraid. My screams, her screams and the belt
screaming would bring my granddad (her son, my mom’s dad) to my rescue. Those times he came were way too far and few,
so it seemed. The LOA never failed
that’s for sure. The more she beat me,
the more I wet the bet, the more I focused on not wetting the bed, the more I
wet the bed, the more she beat me, the more she told me I wouldn’t be anything,
the more she told me I wouldn’t be anything, the more my spirit said, you are a
liar. I will show you. Did she ever get tired of any of this? Never. She kept it up like a champ. Did I ever show her that her words were wrong? You bet.
Remember the Law of Attraction works both ways.
The bible tells us that
the rain falls on the just and the unjust alike. If you live in a selfish way, always looking
out for number one, never wanting to help other people, then that’s what you
get back. You may attract to yourself the same. Some of you are saying, “I know
someone who is as selfish as they come but he/she seems to be blessed in their
coming and their going.” We all know
people like that. This is where I say,
“Don’t hate on the players.” You see, I
believe selfish action may be a result of privileged thinking with some people. They may feel truly entitled. They may see themselves as “all that and a
big bag of chips”. Well, the way the LOA
works is, the feeling gets the result. So, now you are saying ohhhhhhhhhh! Now, I see! The state of being gets the
result. That’s why you find it hard to explain how someone so cruel could be so
prosperous. How you feel about yourself
gets the result. Those you deemed as cruel, do not see themselves as cruel or
selfish. Most of us probably believe or
were taught to believe selfishness is a derivative of self-hate, lack of
self-confidence, or disdain towards another person. Which in many instances, I believe, is not
the case.
If your state of being is
joyful, you get joy. It’s just the way the LOA works.
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