Picture the scene: a woman is meditating with her husband.
This has become regular practice for them since they visited a spiritual guide
who told them that they were gifted and would be introduced to their own spirit
guide in another realm. They’re just getting their trance on and suddenly, the
woman’s head starts to shift about the place in sharp tics as if a swarm of
bees has found its way in through her ear. Her head’s really going for it and
might spin off at any second, but her husband, rather than trying to wake her
or calling an ambulance, grabs a pen and paper and starts to write. Yes, it’s
all okay; she’s obviously just spelling out words from another realm with her
nose. Who wouldn’t spot that?! And so begins their communication with ‘Abraham’,
their guide to all worldly knowledge via the medium of the nose.
How wonderful! I love a good yarn. But this is not fantasy;
this is the opening chapter of
Ask
and It Is Given by
Esther and
Jerry Hicks. In fact, this is the only section of the book that is written
by the pair; the rest comes directly from Abraham who takes control of Esther’s
laptop hands to deliver his message to the world.
As you can see from my telling of the story, I’m a little
cynical, but the wonderful thing about this book is that it doesn’t matter
whether you think they’ve misplaced their marbles or you believe every word;
the imparted wisdom is life-changing, exciting, liberating and – above all –
realistic.
Let me take a step back from
Ask and It Is Given to give you a bit of background. I’ve become a
little jaded in my experience of Law of Attraction books, mostly because they
make me believe that I’m superwoman and when I try to fly out of the window I
inevitably hit the ground. Take
The Secret by Rhonda Byrne for example; I
have the DVD and the book and I do actually think that the teachings are quite
wonderful. If you’re not familiar, the Law of Attraction teaches us that we can
have or be anything in the universe that we can possibly imagine – you are in
complete control of your life, ask and it shall be delivered, you can run the
world from your sofa, etc. etc. Draw a load of noughts on a £10 note, look at
it every day, visualise your hands gripping the steering wheel of your new car
and the universe will fill your order. Picture yourself as a rockstar and Simon
Cowell will randomly knock on your door if you focus on him enough. Wonderful! I’m
not saying that any of this is wrong. I 100% believe in the Law of Attraction,
but I also believe that some of us have a resistance to receiving. It’s the ‘I
can’t do that’, ‘I’m not worthy’, ‘I’ll never have that’. We all have
self-defeating behaviours and thoughts, and as wonderfully zingy as
The Secret is, it doesn’t cover this in
enough depth.
The idea is that we are all energy; everything has a
vibration and we need to vibrate at the same frequency as the things we desire
to receive them, as if we’re all radios setting ourselves to the right channel.
The challenge, as I see it, is that if you’ve spent your whole life
broadcasting on ‘Can’t-afford-my-bus-fare-this morning-Hope-there’s-a-special-at-McDonalds-for-lunch
FM’, it’s not that easy to switch to ‘fuck-the-bus-Caviar-for-dinner FM’. If
you’re a gloomfest of depression, it’s unlikely that you can paint a smile on
your chops and suddenly see yourself running through the daisies.
So, back to our friend Abraham. He knows that most of us
have had a go at being superheroes and have given up when our tights split. He
knows that we believe in the theory and have seen examples of the universe
acting on our whim and he wants to help us harness that, gradually and
realistically. So, he offers an emotional scale so you can see where you are
and where you would like to be and you can take the steps to advance up the
levels. You can travel up through ‘Things-are-kind-of-okay FM’ onto ‘Actually-the-world-looks-pretty-amazing-this-morning
FM’ until you’re transmitting on the exact frequency of your heart’s innermost
desires.
For me, personally, I’m a ridiculously positive person and
usually walk around with a stupid grin on my face, but my life circumstances
haven’t quite caught up with the inner joy that I naturally have. It’s amazing
that I still feel the glowy warmth of just being me after a year that could
diplomatically be labelled ‘interesting’. But there are things that I want
(more business, writing success, filthy wodges of cash, a leg that moves
without quite as much persuasion, smiles for my dad, good times with my
friends, to see amazing sights around the world, a beautiful home, a
narrowboat, to always have great ideas). The exercises in the book make me feel
that these things are possible for me. We don’t need to drive at full speed
towards our desires only to give up when we hit a tree of resistance. We can
remove the trees before we start out and then go spinning off into the sunset.
My problem has always been that I’m too content and chilled out. If I’ve got a
few quid in my pocket and a roof over my head then you’ll probably see me
smiling, but there is more out there for me and that wierdie, Abraham, is
holding my hand now. I’m expanding every day, ready to receive what is
rightfully mine. I can have it all and be all of the things that I want to be.
I can do anything, go anywhere, live any life I choose and one day – *rubs
hands together in a way that is a little sinister* – I will rule the world from my sofa.
Diazepam for Sale, the debut novel by Hayley Sherman is now available on
Amazon
Time travel as a cure for depression, the Mods and Rockers on
the West Pier, a vengeful Sat Nav lady, a seagull-stalked Frank Sinatra
and Diazepam for sale...
A fairytale for a prozac nation...
Fiction for a world that doesn't behave the way it should....
www.hayley-sherman.co.uk
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