Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Radical Attraction is the story of Steve's adventures which involve in the visitation of difficulty and disaster. Through these disasters, Steve meets the mysterious Gus. A gentelman of suspect fashion sense he takes Steve under his wing and introduces him to the Law of Attraction. 

It seems Gus has a "secret" system  which utilises the Law of Attraction and he begins to teach Steve how to create the things he desires in his life.

In this chapter, Steve goes back to basics and makes new intentions for his life. Then he makes a disturbing discovery

Chapter 10

On the way home to make breakfast for the kids, Steve thought about how uptight he had been the previous week and realised that because of his anxiety he had completely forgotten about "thinking what he wanted", intending, and his checking his expectations. He thought about how things seemed to flow and how good things came to him when used these tools. This was in complete contrast to the week he had just endured.

"Right!" He thought. "Back to basics! What do I intend?"

"I intend to.... I intend to be calm and positive." A good start.

"I intend to....I intend to create a great life." Not bad.

"I intend to be a great person!" Yeah!

"I intend to give my kids the best life I can!" Excellent.

Steve recognised and enjoyed the boost in how he felt created by these feelings. Before he knew it he was pulling into the driveway at Joy's house. Stephanie, Joel and Joy were just getting up as he walked in the door. Steve rustled up some of his "famous" scrambled eggs on toast which they all ate hungrily. The kids asked where he had been and Steve responded with a half-truth. That, he had been to the park. The four of them talked about how it might be time for them to return home, as things had seemed to have calmed down. Although Joy had enjoyed having them it was agreed that it was time to return some normality to their lives and so it was decided that on Sunday they would go back to living at home with Steve.

The rest of the day was spent ferrying the kids to their sporting fixtures and catching up on a spot of shopping in preparedness for their return. Saturday night was a farewell dinner of charcoal chicken and chips from one of the local shops followed by some DVDs.

Morning came and the kids and Steve packed up all their belongings and headed home. Joy seemed a bit teary about their departure, but she put on a brave face as she kissed them all goodbye.

As they were about to turn onto the main road that took them the two suburbs to their house, a little red car zoomed past. The hairs stood up on the back of Steve's neck as once again recognised the silhouette of the driver. It was Jenny!

He took a risk and accelerated into a small space in the traffic, which was barley big enough for them to fit.

"No!!!" Screamed Stephanie as cars swerved to miss them, as they made their radical entrance into the traffic.

Blaring of horns followed. But Steve didn't care. He was just focussed on that little red car!

"What are you doing Dad?" Yelled Joel.

"Just be quiet." Ordered Steve.

It was now about six cars in front. Steve could see nothing but the red car. Soon its left hand indicator began to flash.

"What are you doing Dad?" Called Stephanie.

"Just sit there and be quiet!" Retorted Steve in an aggressive tone, which silenced the kids very quickly.

The red car made the left turn, which took it into the estate where Mike lived.

"I've got you this time." Muttered Steve.

He accelerated hard to the corner and flung it sideways, throwing the kids hard against their seatbelts.

"Stop!" They screamed.

This made no impression on Steve. He was a man on a mission!

"Wait till I get my hands on you." Thought Steve. Anger and resentment welling up inside him as images of all the damage Jenny had done filled his mind.

Once again he found himself chasing the little red car in the maze of streets that made up the "new" estate. The tires squealed as he pushed the car round the sweeping bends. The aggressive cornering was paying dividends as he was closing the distance on the red car. The silhouette of Jenny was now quite defined and she seemed oblivious of her husband's pursuit.

They were now coming up to the street where Mike lived. Jenny was now only 50 meters ahead. Steve was surprised to see the car turn into Mike's street. Steve pushed the accelerator as hard as he dared. He was determined he was not going to lose her this time.

He was rapidly approaching the corner.Grimaces of fear were stuck to Joel and Stephanie's faces. He jammed his foot on the brake, forcing the tires to skid. He was just about to flick the car sideways to enter the street when he saw Mike's house, the second house in the street. In the driveway going into the garage was the red car driven by Jenny!

Steve's head exploded with shock. He let the car drift straight on past the corner, straightened the wheels to point down the road and punched the accelerator and sped away from what seemed a terrible discovery.

How could it be? It couldn't be? Could it? Could Jenny really be living with Mike!

Emotions swept over him. It felt live a sledgehammer smashing at his very being. Had both his wife and best friend betrayed him?

"Dad! What are you doing?" Asked Stephanie.

"Dad! Where are we going?" Joined in Joel.

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't know what is I doing." Steve mumbled. "Sorry I thought it was somebody I used to know."

He was amazed that they hadn't picked that it was Jenny in the car and he was even more surprised that they hadn't seen her drive into Mike's house, but at this stage he counted this a blessing. Maybe it was because they were being thrown all over the back seat as the car moved around wildly.

Thanking his good fortune, he continued down the road until it crossed the main road. Here he turned left and headed home, his head spinning at a million miles an hour.

What should he do now? Should he hire a hit man or should he ring the police?

Whilst wild thoughts spun through his head, he slowly made his way home. The kids were quiet in the back. Maybe they were thankful that Steve was back to his normal sedate driving style.

Arriving home, they carried all their belongings back into the house. Then Steve suggested the kids flop in front of the TV for while he made a stiff cup of coffee over which to contemplate his next move. Still overwhelmed by the thought that his wife and his best friend were shacked up together and seemingly had made a number of attempts on his life.

As he sat at the kitchen table, he played with the detective's business card, which he had retrieved from his wallet. Should he ring? What else could he do? What if he went over and knocked on the door? He quickly discounted this, as they had been prepared to kill him, so there was no telling what they might do.

So he rang Detective Jones and was soon detailing what had happened and what he had discovered. Detective Jones listened intently and took Mike's address from Steve and told him to stay at home. He would be in touch.

It seems that Steve had now put some very big wheels in motion.

Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Chapter 9

Radical Attraction is the story of Steve's adventures which involve in the visitation of difficulty and disaster. Through these disasters, Steve meets the mysterious Gus. A gentelman of suspect fashion sense he takes Steve under his wing and introduces him to the Law of Attraction. 


It seems Gus has a "secret" system  which utilises the Law of Attraction and he begins to teach Steve how to create the things he desires in his life.


In this chapter Steve feels the enormous impact of his wife's treachery and the has an unexpected rendezvous which wrecks his world. He then follows his feelings to continue his lessons with the amazing Gus.

I hope you like it!

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Gray.

The next week was a total drag for Steve. He felt totally overwhelmed by the revelation that Jenny had taken a life insurance policy on his life worth $5 million. He couldn’t reconcile with the fact that she was willing to sacrifice his life for her own financial gain. He wrestled constantly with the thought. Round and round. He just couldn’t accept this thought. Anger brewed inside him as he joylessly went about his life.

Work just seemed a mire of problems. Problem after problem. Disgruntled customer after disgruntled customer. No new deals. No joy and fun. He struggled with dealing with the kids and their situation. He even got short tempered with Joy, which he never did and which was totally undeserved.

Life was now a struggle. An uphill battle where nothing came easily and joy and happiness were absent. The chats with Gus in the park were now a distant memory and his only expectations were of hard times and difficulty.

Friday night arrived and the week had been free of further attempts on his life and the mundane was beginning to become the norm once again. He trudged out of the office, feeling glad to escape the ugliness of what he had to deal with and looked forward some down time with his kids. Heading for home he made a detour to the Video store and picked up 5 DVDs on a $10 special. Fun and adventure for the kids and a couple of action flicks for him, as he planned to stay over at Joy’s for the night.

Reversing out of the car park at the shopping strip which contained the Video Store he noticed a familiar profile sitting in the driver’s seat of a small red car, which had stopped at pedestrian lights that abutted the shopping strip. He couldn’t believe his eyes so he took another long look. It couldn't be. But it was!

It was Jenny!

As the lights turned green, he forced his way into the line of traffic, waving a hand of thanks to the kind woman who had allowed him to join the line of traffic. Focussing on the red car, which was 5 cars ahead, Steve tried to work out how he could catch up, as the road was only single lane.

The traffic moved steadily out of the shopping precinct and up the hill to a number of residential areas, including the one where Steve lived, which was to the right. Suddenly the left hand indicator on the red car began to flash. Turning his left hand indicator on he prepared to follow, totally unconcerned about whether Jenny realise he was following her.

Steve made the corner, which took them into what was one of the newer estates in the area, but Steve knew the roads a little, as it was near to where Mike lived. The estate had been designed almost like a maze, with no straight roads and lots of junctions, many of which led to dead end courts. If you had GPS, this was the place to use it!

As he turned the corner he could see Jenny making a right hand turn. He stepped on the gas to try and catch her. He made the corner only to see the tail of the red car go left. Steve cursed the designer of these roads. Nice and straight would have been so much easier. He screamed up to the corner and threw the car left, but the red car was already out of sight.

“Damn!” He cursed and made his way slowly up the street, stopping at the intersections, his eyes straining for the little red car. Nothing!

He spent the next twenty minutes going up and down each of the intersecting streets in the hope of spotting the little red car. It was to no avail. It seemed to have disappeared into thin air! Frustrated, he headed for Joy’s for the planned night of Fish and Chips and DVD’s.

His head was spinning with the thought that Jenny was still around! And living nearby!

The evening with Joy and the kids was fun, but again he kept the Life Insurance policy along with today’s sighting of Jenny, a secret. He intended to ring the detective in the morning to let him know of his sighting of murderous wife.

In the morning he crept out of the house early before Joy and the kids had woken. His curiosity was killing him, so he took the car down to the area where he had last seen Jenny. He drove up and down for about an hour desperately hoping he might find the little red car that had disappeared. He even drove passed Mike’s a couple of times, the blinds still down and looking a bit strange.

As he drove, some of the tension that had built during this difficult week abated and he began to relax a little and feel a little less strained. Soon that strange feeling that he had had a couple times the week before began to resonate through him and soon he found himself heading for the park once again, expecting to meet Gus.

The park was quiet with only a couple of people taking morning walks, but this didn’t deter the ducks and swans from clucking and squawking as they went about foraging for breakfast.

Steve headed for the usual bench but the feeling he had was different. He kept feeling that this was not the right place, so once he reached the bench he kept walking along the path as it followed the curve on the lake. Soon he reached a junction in the path. Left around the lake or right down towards a sign said were “Ornamental Gardens.

“Mmm. Right. It definitely feels right!” He thought.

So turning right, he walked towards a group of three gardens located at the bottom edge of the park. As he got closer he could see three distinctive entrances. Each with a sign announcing what type of garden lay beyond. There was an English Rose Garden, Water Garden and a Japanese Garden. He stood at the junction of paths that led to the gardens. He stood quietly for a moment.

“What do I feel? Mmmm.” Steve contemplated. “Japanese! Definitely Japanese!”

And with that he headed into the Japanese Garden. At the entrance, he found a corridor created by shrubs and an assortment of flowering plants, which made a beautiful entray. After about 20 metres this opened into an open to area, which contained a rock garden made of some large moss covered rocks arranged in a seemingly random pattern around the perimeter with of gravel in the centre ,which was graded and graded into a series of concentric circles. Along the right and running through the back of the garden was a babbling stream. The tranquillity of this area exuded was inspiring. As Steve surveyed the area he noticed a familiar character sitting on a large rock in the back corner. It was Gus!

Gus was sitting calmly with his eyes shut, his breathing was barely perceptible. Suddenly his eyes opened and he smiled.You couldn't miss him! Orange jacket. Pink shirt. Yellow tie. White trousers matched with fawn boat shoes. Steve's first thought was OMG! Another fashion disaster. Gus seemed to be totally ignorant of the concept of colour co-ordination!

“Hi Steve.”

“Hi Gus! You’re not at the park bench today!”

“No, not today. This is my other favourite haunt.”

“It’s very serene.”

“Absolutely! That’s why I come here. It’s quiet and calm and so I find it’s a great place to meditate.”

“You meditate?”

“Why sure. You make it sound like something evil!”

“All the people I've met who meditate have been a bit weird.”

“Well, many years ago I found life would make me feel angry and stressed. It was full of tedium and there was just no joy. Things that were meant to make me feel happy, didn’t. That was when I started coming to park to try and calm down and escape from the angst and stress.”

“You’ve been coming to the park for years?’

“Why sure. It’s great to get out in the fresh air and stroll the paths and watch the ducks.”

“You’re right! It can be pleasant.”

“Anyway. Not long after I started coming to the park, I met a woman who I would see most days. Often when I came she’d be sitting upright, who eyes closed, looking serene and calm.”

“Like when I found you.”

“Exactly. Anyway. One day she was walking out of the same exit as I and I asked her why she always calm and serene. And she told me she came to the park to meditate most days because it made her feel good and allowed to live a better life.”

“ Certainly good reasons.”

“The idea stuck with me for sometime and then one day I was in the public library doing some research and there on the desk I was a book. It was like “Meditation for Dummies” and it made it look simple and easy and simple. It being there seemed like some sort of sign. Synchronisity some would say.“

“Don’t a lot religions and spiritualists meditate? I mean, I have read things in the paper and on TV, and it showed it took some people years to master meditation.”

“You’re right. There are some types of meditation that are difficult and technical, with the aims to achieve a state of bliss or altered state. But I wasn’t really looking for this. So I took the book home and started trying to find a few minutes each day to practice. Soon I found that the days I meditated I was happier and coped better.”

“Really?”

“Really! So I started make it a daily habit. I read some other books which had more ideas on how to do it and so over time I’ve developed my own style which I really enjoy and ensure I do it everyday.”

“Wow! It’s that important?”

“It’s that important! Speaking of important, how are you?”

“Not great.” Answered Steve forlornly.

“That’s no good.”

“No. It’s not.”

He explained to Gus his discovery of the life insurance policy and therefore he and the police thought Jenny was behind the attempts on his life. Gus was stunned. Steve went onto tell how upset and angry this made and as a result what a horrible week he had endured. Then he told Gus about his sighting of Jenny and his failed pursuit and how he had spent an hour this morning looking for her.

“That’s incredible!” Exclaimed Gus. “You’re sure Jenny’s capable of such skulduggery?”

“I would’ve thought not, but I don’t have any other explanation.”

“It certainly has some logic it to it. I’m really sorry for you Steve.”

“That’s Ok. It’s not your fault. You know before I discovered the insurance policy, things seemed to be improving. I made intentions to be a great Dad, to be confident, positive and abundant and I felt I was gaining momentum, but I just feel mired in this mess and things just seems to get worse!”

“So what have your intentions and expectations been?”

“Nothing. I’ve done nothing.”

“Nothing?” Questioned Gus.

“Well I was just so angry and overwhelmed that I sort of forgot about it.”

“See all that anger and duress just puts you back into you old habitual way of handling things.”

“Huh.” Grunted Steve.

“When things go wrong how do think you normally respond.”

“I think I kind pull my head in and try struggle and hope goes away.”

“You avoid taking action or maybe looking for a positive action.”

“Yep.”

“Do you think this is the best way to go about it?”

“Nope. Yeah, I can see that I probably tried to “think what I want” and intend, but I was just burning with anger and resentment to what she tried to do to me.”

“That’s fair enough, but do you think maybe it’s time try and move on again?”

“Yeah. I think so. I must admit that I felt better after driving around this morning. That’s when I had a feeling that I should come and see you.”

“And you managed to find me as well!”

“Well, I think I was following my intuition.”

“You certainly were! See your anger subsided when you were driving. That allowed greater awareness of you feelings which gave you guidance to come to this garden!”

“Amazing!”

“That’s why I meditate. It helps me manage my negative feelings. Then I find I am more intuitive, responsive and creative. I find it really helps me.”

“Great!”

“So what do you think you need to do now?’

“Mmm. I intend to be positive and resilient. How’s that?”

“Good! Can you do better?”

“I think so. How about......I expect to have a great week!”

“Excellent! You know if you stay calm, not mired in anger and resentment and can focus on the things you want, only god things can happen.”

“I understand that, but the things I believe Jenny has done to me, makes it hard for me not to be consumed by anger. You know I don't know whether I can ever forgive her.”

“That all makes sense. But it's not really about forgiveness. The sort of behaviour we are talking about isn't really reconcilable or justifiable.”

“No, they're are not.”

“It's about freeing yourself of the constraint of your negative feelings, because hanging onto those feelings will hold you in that place. You remember that we've talked about like attracting like?”

“Sure do.”

“So if you carry all that angst and ire around with you, what sort of things are you going to attract into your life?”

“Lot's of negative stuff.”

“Exactly! If you're constantly thinking about feeling angry and being negativity, you effectively block your desires from your life!”

“That's a “Wow!” Exclaimed Steve.

“So go for a walk. Go do an exercise class. Try some Yoga. Go for bike ride.”

“Go and meditate!” Chimed in Steve.

“Go and meditate. Take some deep breaths “Think what you want” and have a better life!”

“Yep! That's a wow Gus.”

“So you don't need to absolve Jenny of all things she's done, just don't fume in hate and resentment all day, because it will limit the life you can live.”

“I can see that. I'll try. It might not be easy, but I'll d my best.”

That's the spirit. You'll see. Your life will improve.”

“It would want to.” Chuckled Steve.

“Yeah. You're right. It would want to!” Agreed Gus.

“You know Gus. I always feel better after talking to you. You help me make sense of all the mess in my life.”

“Thank you. I'm glad I can be of help.”

“Well on that note I think it's my turn to disappear. Got to go and get the kids breakfast.”

“That sounds like a plan!”

Steve reached out and shook Gus's hand.”

“Bye.” Said Steve.

“Bye.” Replied Gus and Steve walked out of the Japanese Garden.