Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Chapter 8

Radical Attraction is a novel of a 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 gets into "Intending" and "Expectation" to create his desired life, but an exepcted discovery rocks his world.


Enjoy!

Steve felt energised and excited after his meeting with Gus. With a spring in his step he went back to his car. Whilst he walked, he pulled out his phone and looked through the intentions he had entered in his phone on Saturday. Reading the list empowered him and made him feel good. Reaching the car, he got in and made his way through the traffic towards work. As he drove his mind raced through Gus’s second stage.

“Expectation! Yes! What am I expecting?”

Steve’s thoughts then moved back to the intention list in his phone.

“I intend to be a great Dad. What am I expecting? I am expecting…….I am expecting a struggle with money and giving the kids enough time. I am expecting difficult times with Stephanie and Joel missing the presence of their mother.”

“Hmmm.” Steve could see that his expectations were not alignment with his desire to be a great Dad.

“Think what I want.” He said to himself as looked to modify his expectations so that they better reflected his desires.

He shuffled ides around in his head. Finally he came up with. “I expect to have great times with my kids, enjoying my time with them and having fun.  I expect an easy flow of money. Yep. That’s better!”

Good feelings filled his body as he focussed on visions of him enjoying hanging with his kids and him having enough money to do lots of great things.

At a set of traffic lights he looked at the next intention on the list.

“I intend to be happy and positive.”

What was he expecting?

“I am expecting…….worry and stress. I am expecting struggle.”

Once again he looked to change his expectations so they better reflected his desires.

He said to himself. “Think what I want.”

“I expect good times as I rebuild my life.” He continued. “I expect to be calm and positive. Yep! That’s it!”

He enjoyed the calmness and confidence that came with these thoughts.

Next. “I intend to be prosperous and abundant. What am I expecting?”

“Mmmm.” Steve’s mind filled with all the anguish and difficult times that he had had because of money and not being able to buy the things Jenny wanted.

“No! Think what I want! Think what I want!. He persisted. “I expect success in my work. I expect to always enough money to pay all the bills and do all the things wanted. I expect to refurbish and renovate the house. I expect to take the kids on an overseas holiday. I expect to look after my Mum.”

Once he started it was hard to stop, as lots of great expectations filled his mind, stimulating positive and uplifting feelings.

He continued to work through his intentions list and before he knew it he was rolling into the car park at work.

Everybody was surprised but pleased to see him at work and they were full of questions about the trail of destruction that had made a swathe through his life. He received a hearty handshake from his boss, George, who was very interested in his wellbeing, to the point of ushering into his office for half hour chat over a cup of coffee. They discussed his safety, the kids, Jenny and what the company could do for Steve in his time of need.  Steve appreciated all the attention, but he told George that he just wanted to get on with job and do his very best. Walking from George’s he made his way back to desk, which had a stack of messages awaiting his attention.

He went to begin to work his way through the messages but stopped to think.

“Think what I want. Ok. What do I intend?”

Once again he referred to his phone list.

“Well…. I intend to excel in my work.”

He felt the positive momentum of this thought and how good it would feel to excel.

“Expectation?  I expect to make great sales. “

He could see himself writing up contracts for a bunch of new customers. He felt

energised and enthusiastic. He picked up the phone and started making calls.

He worked his way through a mixture of calls that included people who were concerned for his safety, service issues, technical questions and two prospective new customers confirming they’d like to sign up and one of his best customers calling with a great sales lead. Magic!

The morning flew by and in the afternoon he went out to do some sales calls and sign up the two new customers. A very pleasurable afternoon it was. On the way home he dropped off at Joy’s to see the Joel and Stephanie. They had had a good day at school and were very pleased to see him. Joy offered steak and salad for dinner, which he gently decline, as wanted to get home and see if there was any work needed on the fire damage to make safe.

Kissing the kids goodbye Steve made for home. Stopping the car in front of the gates that led to the garage, he jumped out, collected a stack of mail from the letterbox opened the gates and resuming the driver’s seat, he drove the car into the garage. Once inside the house he sorted through the mail, which consisted of a mix junk mail, bills and a statement from the bank. 

He opened the  bank statement and stared at the litany of withdrawals and charges, which were the evidence of Jenny plundering their finances. He shook his head and swore under his breath at the brazenness of Jenny’s thievery.

There was one letter left, addressed to Jenny, which bore a logo that he didn’t recognise. It said CRU Insurance. He scratched his head. He was sure he didn’t have a policy with them. After the mess that the bank statement detailed, he didn’t feel a shred of guilt as he tore open the envelope and removed the contents.  He unfolded the parchment paper it contained and just about fell over when he read it. It stated:

This confirms the insuring of the life of:

Steve Watkins

Insured Amount $5,000,000

“What!” He read down further.

Beneficiary:

Jenny Watkins

He couldn’t believe his eyes. Did this mean what he thought this meant? Anger surged through his body. Was his wife Jenny the mastermind behind the four attempts on his life?

It couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t! How could someone with whom he spent 15 years of his life be behind attempts to kill him?

He sat on a chair, put his head in his hands and sobbed.

Steve was so devastated he couldn’t contemplate dinner. The planned work on the house was scrapped and he spent a fitful night attempting to workout what to do.

In the morning he headed for the refuge of Phi’s “Spotted Dog Café”, where he imbibed three of the strongest coffees that Phi could extract from his espresso machine. Steve still didn’t feel much for food, but as the caffeine surged through his body he began to gather some composure and decide what he should do.

Phi was concerned with how Steve looked and was even more worried he refused one of Phi’s famous breakfasts. Steve wasn’t ready to talk to anybody about his fateful discovery the previous evening, but realised he probably needed to go and see the detective who was handling the arson case for his house.

He let work know, that yet again, he would be late for work. At the police station, they called the detective down from his office. Soon they were in a meeting room where Steve explained what he found, handing over to Senior Detective Jones.

As he read the document his eyebrows raised.

“Well this is something!” He exclaimed. “It looks like your wife had $5,000,000 good reasons to want you dead Steve.”

“I know. That’s what I thought.” Replied Steve. “I just can’t believe it. I can’t believe she’d do such a thing.” And he shook his head.

“I know it’s hard to believe. She didn’t tell you about this policy did she Steve?”

“No.”

“And it is an unusually large amount to insure your life for?”

“Yeah, it is.”

“So we can only assume it was part of a plot.”

“I just can’t believe it.” Steve muttered again, shaking his head.

“So what do we do now?”

“Well I think we’re going to have to issue a warrant for her arrest. Have you got a photo of her?”

Steve hunted through his wallet and pulled out the snap of Jenny that he always carried and hand handed it over to Senior Detective Jones. He gave it a quick glance and placed in a folder that he had brought with.

“Have you got any idea where she might be.”

Steve shook his head. “None. I cam home on Friday and she had taken everything that wasn’t nailed down. She’d been through our bank accounts and credit cards and basically left me and the kids with nothing!”

“Wow!” Exclaimed the detective. “And not satisfied with that, she’s tried to have you killed! Amazing! People always seem to be able to find a way to shock you.”

“Yeah.” Agreed Steve.

“Ok Mr. Watkins. Leave it with us and we’ll do our best. Have you got one of my cards?”

Steve confirmed that he had. They exchanged goodbyes and then Steve trudged out to the car still wrestling with the fact that his wife was a potential murderer and he was the target!

The day dragged on from here. He went to the office, but the magical occurrences of the previous day had evaporated and he became bogged down in what seemed a never ending of customer issues and problems. At the end of the day he escaped the office feeling beaten and bloody. He went to Joys for dinner with the kids but did not breathe a word of their murderous mother.

Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Radical Attraction is a novel of a 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 "Thinks what he wants." And Gus reveals his second secret.

Chapter 7

Steve pulled into the driveway of the house. It was about 9-30 Pm when Steve arrived home from Joy’s, having shared dinner with her and the kids, before putting Stephanie and Joel to bed. The house was dark but it was easy to see the charred scars up the side of the house and the police had left their mark, “decorating “ the front yard with copious amounts of crime scene tape.

The day at Puffing Billy had been a great escape, but arriving back at the house, he landed back to earth with a thud. He became overwhelmed by the occurrences of the last few days and as he flopped in front of the new TV with a beer, he wondered how the hell he was going to get out of this. A fleeing wife, who had done her best to put him into poverty and a crazy assassin who wasn’t very good at his job! What the hell! How was he going to live with his kids and sanity intact!

So pervasive were these negatives feelings that he just wanted to curl up in the foetal position and forget about it all. He succumb to a second beer in the hope it might encourage sleep he finally dragged himself to bed around 11-30Pm and he gave into to the emotional exhaustion and had a fitful nights sleep.

In the morning Steve arose, not feeling particularly rested or invigorated. Even after some toast and some very strong coffee, he didn’t feel very well equipped to face the day. As he started the ignition he had that funny persistent feeling that he had experienced a couple of days previous. So instead of heading for the office he once again headed for the park in what seemed to becoming a habit. As he got closer to the park he felt a little pang of anticipation of what might be ahead of him. Once at the park he made a quick call to his boss, explaining that  once again disaster had entered his life and made an excuse that he had to go and make a statement to the police before coming to work. To himself, he wondered how long they would be patient about all these interruptions to his to his work.

He strolled into the park and made for the number one bench. It was vacant, so Steve settled his ample posterior on the teak bench, enjoying the sunshine and morning performance of the ducks and swans. He hoped Gus would arrive, but minutes pasted and he became anxious about when Gus would arrive. Maybe the feelings he had felt were wrong. He was being so stupid, believing that such feelings could be a guide to what he should do. The thoughts and feelings went round and round as he progressively beat up on himself. Becoming increasingly distressed by all these negative feelings he finally rejected the place he had gotten himself to and thought:

“Think what I want.”

In his minds eye he saw Gus strolling into the park in his adventurous sartorial splendour. He felt relief from all the stressful feelings he allowed himself to reguurgitate. He thought of how he had enjoyed their previous chats and how much fun it had been. The revellery he was enjoying was suddenly interrupted by:

“Good morning!”

It was Gus!

“I thought I’d meet you here.” Began Gus.

“Well isn’t that strange, because I had a really strong feeling that I would meet you here! I was going to work when I felt I had to come here! “

“So you followed your feelings.”

“I guess I did.”

“Good. So what do you think this is pointing to.”

“I don’t know.” Replied Steve. “I guess I wanted someone to talk to. You wouldn’t know Gus, but someone tried to burn my house down on Saturday night!”

“O my God. That’s terrible. But I’m afraid that doesn’t surprise me. I had a really strong feeling I needed to be here this morning. I feel terribly for you Steve. Another attempt on your life just seems outrageous. If it weren’t so serious, it would be laughable. What are the police saying?”

“They’re as dumbfounded as I am, but they’re taking it all very seriously now. My kids are staying with their grandmother until we can sort things out.”

“That’s good.”

“Yeah, but it’s pretty tough on them.”

“No doubt! I’m sure they’d want to be with they’re Dad. “

“Yeah. But we had a great day out yesterday. We all had a lot of fun and I think that has helped heaps.”

“Good! How did you go with my first stage, “Intending”?”

“Good! I’ve intended lots of things!”

Steve explained to Gus about how he “intended” great things for his life and described how empowered and good it made him feel.  He went onto described how he also intended when he was overcome by negative feelings and this enabled to stay on the path that he desired.

 “That’s great! Feeling good is very important. It shows you are in alignment with their higher self.”

“Alignment?”

“Another way to put it is that our feeling your feelings are your compass.”

“A compass? How?”

“Well your feelings point you in the direction of your better life.”

“Really?”

“Well it makes sense really. Good feelings indicate wellness and happiness and you’d have to agree that these are keys goals of life.”

“Yep I’d have to agree with that!”

“So if your good feeling intentions are pointing to a place which brings you happiness and wellness life can only bring positive things into your life.”

“I get that! Brilliant!”

“ So maybe you’re ready for the next step.”

“Ok. Sounds good! I’m ready.”

“So the second stage of creating is ‘Expectation’.”

“Expectation?” Replied Steve who was somewhat confused. “How does that work?”

“Ok. When we are intending we are announcing our desires. Right?”

“Right!”

“So when we are  “intending” we are in essence asking for our desires.”

“Ok.” Confirmed Steve.

“By moving to “Expectation”, we are moving to a position of receiving our desires.”

“Right….” Steve was uncertain about this progression.

“So let me explain it like this. Say you intend to get a new giant TV. Ok. What are the normal types of thoughts that you might have about getting this TV?” Begins Gus.

“I might think that it’s too expensive and I can’t afford it. That’s it is a silly idea and a waste of money.”

“So all you thoughts are about reasons why you can’t get the TV. Right?”

“Right!”

“So what are you expecting? Are you expecting to get a new TV?”

“No. I am thinking there’s no way I can get a big TV.”

“Right! So you are expecting failure. Right.”

“Right!”

“And do you think is likely to be the path to success?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Are you thinking what we want?”

“No. We’re thinking of what we don’t want.” A light seemed to on in Steve’s head.

“If you remember when we talked about the Law of Attraction and like attracting like? What are these thoughts likely to create?”

“They’re going to keep you separated form the TV because all I am finding is reasons for not having the TV!” Exclaimed Steve. It was like an epiphany.

“So after we “intend” we need to pay attention our “Expectations”. Are we expecting our desired to be fulfilled or are we expecting failure.  Are we wishing and hoping that in spite of our negative expectations, our desires will some how be fulfilled?” Gus continued to explain.

“Magic!”

“It can be like magic. So what type of thoughts do you think you might need to hold to achieve your big TV?”

“Ah. You might think about going to the electrical store and choosing one.”

“Good. What else?”

“You could think about how it would look in your living room.”

“Yep. And it you are thinking these thoughts focus on the feelings you would have when you’re watching your favourite program on this great new TV.”

“So you have to think and feel that you have it and not think about how come you don’t have it!” Spurted Steve.

“You’re a genius!”  Responded Gus. “Fantastic!”

A broad grin spread across Steve’s face as he felt the glow of success.

“Go to the top of the class Steve. I really think you’re getting the hang of this. Ok. You’re going well. So what was one of the things you intended?”

“Umm……I intended to be prosperous and abundant.”

“Oh good. The easy ones first.” Said Gus sarcastically. “What sort of expectations do you think you need to hold to create this in your life? So I expect to…”

“Umm….I expect to do well at work. No…….I expect to excel in my work.”

“Good.”

“How about I expect to make great sales?”

“Yep, ok. What do you feel about money, because this is always the tricky one.”

“ I expect to have lots of money…..No. No. I expect to receive a steady stream of large sums of money!”

“There’s no holding you back, is there?” Chuckled Gus.

“Well if you’re going to go for it, then you might as go for gold!”

“Fair enough.” Replied Gus. “What else?”

“I expect happiness and joy!”

“Excellent! This is very important, because real happiness doesn't come through money alone.” Advised Gus.

“ So true.” Agreed Steve. “But a lot of people think it does.”

“Ok. So now you know the second step. You can’t just ask for your desires through intending. You also have to expect to receive your desires. You can’t desire something and hold expectations that you won’t receive it, because the chances that you will receive will become very low.”

“ But what if it seems there is little chance of your desire happening. I mean what if there seems there is no logic to it happening. What do you do?”

“Well this is where you have to be a little illogical. If you always defer to logic, the only things you can create are bound by so called logic. You can only receive those things that by reason seem possible. But if you want to receive the amazing you have to expect the amazing.”

“Wow!” Gasped Steve.

“What we are aiming for here is almost magic. Things that aren’t supported by logic or reason. Things that are not bound by the limitations of our thought, but instead, thoughts that represent infinite possibilities.”

“Double wow! “ Exclaimed Steve.

“So there maybe times that you may have to suspend your belief. Put aside reason and logic. It can feel a little weird and silly and our open up to the infinite possibilities of your imagination.”

 “Amazing! That is deep Gus. That is really deep!”

“I guess it is deep, but it is important to open up to our greatest dreams and desires so that we can have the best possible lives.”

“You’re right! That’s what we should all desire! The best possible life.”

“That is the truth of it.” Agreed Gus.

“So I need to ask for my desires by intending. Then I need to build my ability to receive by building my expectations!”

“Spot on Steve!” Laughed Gus. “You’re starting to start to sound like me!”

“Thankyou very much. Now I guess you’re going to disappear on me?”

“You are starting to know me as well! Yes. It’s time for me to go. I hope I helped you today.”

“Yeah. You’ve helped me heaps, thanks.”

“That’s great. I’m sure I will see you very soon. Cheerio!”

And with that, Gus disappeared around the tree that sheltered the number park bench and was gone.

Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Radical Attraction is a novel of a 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.

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In this episode Steve continues to work at getting his life back on track and starts to explore Gus's mysterious system. It looks  like it's onwards and upwards!

Chapter 6

Steve headed back to the car the ducks were still in full voice. Starting the car, he pointed  it in the direction of the local electrical store so he could buy all the things on his list.

The salesman thought it has lucky day as Steve went round the store selecting all the things on his list. Curious as to why Steve was buying so much stuff, he was shocked when learned it was Steve’s destroyed car on the news the previous night.

“I think you need every bit of help you can get!” He announced as he totalled up Steve’s invoice. “I’ll give you some extra discount. The boss won’t like, but you need al the help you can get!”

“Great!” Thought Steve as he headed around to the loading dock to pick up his stuff. He could hardly believe the deal he had just been given!

Heading back home. After making a call to his Mum to make sure everything was OK with her and the kids. He confirmed he would pick up Joel for his basketball game at

2-00pm and he settled into unloading the electrical goods followed by hand me downs from his Mum. With in a couple hours the house was started to look like a home again. Surveying the fruits of his labour, Steve felt a pang of satisfaction.

Locking the house he connected the trailer back up to the car so he could take it back to Mike. Arriving at Mike’s, the house looked eerie and he swore that he saw the curtains move as though some was watching him. Thinking he was becoming paranoid, he disregarded it and disconnected the trailer and put it back on the lawn where it back where he had a found it.

“Now to the supermarket and get some food.”

As he drove he began to think about the “mysterious” Gus had talked about.

“What do I intend?”

For a while he thought about this.

What did he intend?

“I intend to be a great Dad.”

“Yep.” He thought. ”That’s important to me.”

“I intend to be happy and positive.”

He started to get into a groove.

“Yep. That’s important too.”

Steve noticed how good these intentions made him feel and how they to seemed to give a positive direction and a feeling of forward momentum.

“I intend to be wealthy…No…I intend to have lots of money…No ……I intend to be  prosperous and abundant...Yes, yes...I intend to be prosperous and abundant!”

Moving on.

“I intend to do well in my job….No….I intend to excel in my work!….Yes that’s it.”

Then.

“I intend to be paid well for my work…No, no.. .I intend to be highly paid for my work….. Yes that’s it! I intend to be highly paid for my work!”

“I intend to find new friends…No, no…I intend to have great friendships….Yep. Want to have lot’s of great friends.”

“I intend to be a good person…No….I intend to have a great life. Yes! I intend to have a great life!”

 These thoughts both buoyed and empowered Steve and made him feel really good, even after the terrible events of the last couple of days.

Before he knew it, he had reached the supermarket. He pulled into the car park, quickly finding a spot near the door. Entering, he grabbed a trolley and went about loading it with groceries for him and the kids for the next week. He enjoyed the freedom of being able to select the foods that Jenny wouldn’t let him buy, because she didn’t like them. Man’s food! A celery free zone! Yeah! Soon he had enough and headed towards the cash register. Paying with cash, he exited to the car park and loaded the groceries into the car and headed home.

As he packed the groceries away in the kitchen cupboards, he continued to think,

“I intend to be trim, fit and healthy. Definitely! Maybe I should have bought the celery.”

“I intend to be strong at this time. Yep.”

“I intend be the best person I can be! Oh yes!”

Steve was enjoying himself intending great things into his life. It was becoming a game and it was fun.

“Maybe I should write them down. No I’m going to put them in my phone!” He thought.

Knowing he wasn’t the best at putting pen paper. So he fired up the kettle he had just purchased and made himself a sandwich whilst he waited for the kettle to boil. Once it was bubbling, he made some coffee and settled in keying his intentions into his phone so he could review them anytime.

Feeling quite chuffed with himself, he packed everything up, locked the house and headed off to pick up the kids to take them to Joel’s basketball game.

Life was starting to feel a little more normal as he and Stephanie enjoyed watching Joel’s team eek out a 34 to 26 victory in what was a hard fought game. Then it was off to Dolce’ Dominica’s, the best gelati shop in town, for a victory cone. The kids both opted for the double chocolate option whilst Steve had his favourite French vanilla and blood orange

As they sat out the front of the ice cream shop, Joel and Stephanie asked him about Jenny. They wanted to know where she was, why she had left and were they ever going to see her again?  They were really worried about what was going to happen?

These were hard questions and Steve had to be honest and say he didn’t know all the answers. He did tell them that he loved them and he would do his very best to sort things out. They seem to accept this well enough.

Once the ice cream was expertly consumed, they headed back to his Mum’s house. He had decided the kids should stay with her one more night. Then they could come home and settle in.

Joy, his mum, was pleased to see them and very happy that Joel had had a win. It was fine with her for the kids to stay one more night and suggested they have a BBQ for dinner. The weather was good and so it was a good opportunity to enjoy it.

Soon, Steve had fired up the BBQ and began cooking the sausages, kebabs, chops and his favourite ribs. Joy made salads and baked potatoes and it wasn’t long before they were sitting at Joy’s outside dining setting, thoroughly enjoying the spread of food. Steve ate a little more than he should because it was so delicious. He was starting to feel a little more relaxed about his predicament and was beginning to feel optimistic that he could make a go of looking after the kids by himself. Whilst he and Joy washed the dishes together, they talked about the logistics of getting the kids to and from school and to the after school activities they had. Joy had told him she was happy to help out wherever she was needed and had told Steve that it was important to her that kids did not suffer.

When all the cleaning up was done they sat to watch  “Toy Story 3” on DVD that Joy had rented. They all laughed together and enjoyed themselves as life’s troubles drifted away and some normality started to appear. Then kids went to bed. Steve kissed them goodnight, kissed his Mum good night and went home and flopped into bed, tired from a busy but successful day.

He awoke. Startled by the sound of a tin can hitting the pavement. He rubbed his eyes and saw that the clock radio was saying it was 2-43. Then he heard the side gate rattle and he bolted from his bed. He ran down the hall and grabbed for the light switch next to the door. As it clicked it down, he could see the glow of all the lights outside going on through the window.  He fumbled with the deadlock of the front. Finally he got the chain to slide off. He turned the handle of the lock and charged outside.

His eyes were met by the glare of flames flickering up the side of the house. Then he heard the scuttle of feet running up the road, followed by the slamming of a car door and the screech of tires, as a car roared of into the darkness. Steve shook his head, trying to clear the sleepiness from his head. He could see flames licking up the side of the house were now reaching the guttering. The acrid smell of burning paint and wood tore at his lungs causing him to cough and splutter. He put his hand over his mouth and nose and ran to the tap. Grabbing the coiled garden hose that was lying on the ground, he screwed the tap to maximum and started spraying the base of the flames, which were growing in intensity.

All of sudden another spout of water joined Steve’s next door neighbour also trained his garden hose on the flickering flames. Yells filled the air as people from the surrounding houses spilled out onto the street to see what all the commotion was about. Then a wail of sirens could be heard after someone had alerted the fire brigade. Soon the flickering of the blue and red lights from the fire trucks reflected off the surrounding houses creating an eerie sight.

Steve and Tom had done a great job restricting the penetration of the flames on the house. Very quickly the fireman unfurled their hoses and trained two intense streams of water onto the house. Steve and Tom stood back as the experts quickly extinguished the remaining flames.

Once the smoke had cleared, a large black scar could be seen up the side of the house. As Steve thanked the fireman for their quick action, they told him it was quite apparent that an accelerant such as petrol had been used to start the fire. The police soon also arrived on the scene. Once they realised that Steve was also the subject of the car bombing the day before, their concern increased, suggesting that Steve might want to move elsewhere for his own safety. After making a statement and answering the polices questions, Steve decided he would stay for there rest of the night, as there would be police stationed there until the arson squad arrived in the morning.

It was 5Am before all the excitement died down and Steve trudged inside to catch a couple hours of sleep, unable to believe that another attack had been on his life. Whoever it was very persistent but not very effective!

At around 8Am he woke feeling groggy and very uptight. He headed for the shower where he spent a good 20 minutes waking up and enjoying the massaging of the hot jets of water. After drying himself, he dressed in the first jeans and t-shirt that he encountered in the wardrobe and went outside to check out the damage to the house. As he made his way outside the two policemen who were on duty, nodded their acknowledgement to him.

The air was still thick with the acrid smell of smoke. The right hand side of the house was charred but the damaged seem superficial and Steve counted himself to be very lucky to still have a house. A feeling of paranoia was building within in Steve as he wondered where this was all going to end. The police had offered little advice other than to be careful, which Steve thought wasn’t very original.

After spending about 20 minutes looking at the damage, he decided he’d head over to his Mum’s to let her know what happened, before she saw it on the news. Steve told the policeman where he was going, reversed the car out of the garage and made his way to Joy’s.

Gus’s advice rung in his head. “Think you want.”

But his nerves were jangled at this stage, it was difficult to envisage his desires because of stress and fear that emanated from someone making a fourth attempt on his life.

He tried a different tack. “What do intend?”

He started….

“I intend to be…..I intend to be ….calm?…Yep. I intend to be calm!”

“I intend to be positive. Certainly. I intend to be calm and positive. That’s it!”

It was funny how just making this intention made Steve feel alot better.

“I intend to build a great new life.”

“I intend to be happy!”

Now he felt really good!

Joy was surprised to see him so early on a Sunday. But her face filled with the lines of worry and shock as Steve recounted the events of last night. She begged him not to go back. Whilst she made him some breakfast and a strong coffee, they discussed what to tell the kids. They decided it would be best they stay with Joy for time being and Joy finally relented on Steve staying the house. He told his Mum he believed that who ever it was that was wreaking havoc with his life, wouldn’t dare to have another attempt to burn down the house. Especially now that the police said they would be patrolling the street very regularly.

Not long after, Stephanie and Joel woke up and came into the kitchen looking for breakfast. Steve told them as gently as he could what had happened at the house and that were now going to stay and Joy’s for a while until things settled down.

The kids were stunned by the story and were disappointed they couldn‘t go home, even though they did enjoy being at Joy’s. To overcome the gloom that had settled upon, Steve suggested they go out for the day. They all agreed that a ride on “Puffing Billy”, the steam train that runs up in the hills outside the city, would be the best things to do.

When Joy and the kids were ready they all jumped into the car and set course for the little trains station an hours drive away. The sun shone and everything was set for a fun day.

The little station from where the steam train departed was nestled in a valley among some gum trees, presenting a very pretty setting. The platform was teeming with people waiting to catch the little train, which took a winding and hilly route through beautiful scenery.

This train ride had always been one of the kid’s favourite treats and todays ride proved to be no different.  They hung their legs out of the open carriages and waved at all the people they passed at the level crossings and houses that dotted along the route. When they arrived back at the station after three hours of fun, Stephanie and Joel hassled their father for an ice cream cone. Joy volunteered to pay and so for the second time in two days they munched on delicious cones before returning home from a day where they had forgotten about the dramas that had visited their lives.

Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Radical Attraction is a novel of a 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.

For more stuff, go to my website:

www.practicalattraction.com.au


In Chapter 5 Steve attempts to conslidate his life after all his "adventures" and begins to learn how to create his desires.

Chapter 5

Soon the fire brigade arrived and quickly extinguished the fire, revealing a totally destroyed car. All Steve could do was stand there and shake his head. This completed the total devastation of Steve’s life as he knew it.

He spent about an hour speaking to police at the scene and there was a gaggle of reporters poking cameras in his face, but such was the shock he was feeling, he didn’t feel able to face their barrage of questions. After a while he had calmed down sufficiently to talk to the police. They listened intently to Steve’s description of the early incidence and like Steve, were trying work out why a mild mannered guy like Steve would be subject to such violent attacks. Maybe it was a case of mistaken identity?

Soon Steve’s mobile phone was alight with calls and text messages from friends, business associates and assorted sticky noses. Steve rang his Mum to let her know what had happened and that he was alright. Then he rang his boss, also to tell him what happened to the car the company owned. He too was stunned by calamities that had descended on Steve’s life and told Steve that there had a spare car in the lot, which Steve could have, as long as he promised he didn’t get it blown up. After Steve completed his statement, the police kindly dropped him back to the office so he could collect the car.

Everybody at the office was concerned for his safety, hoping there were no further attempts on his life. One good thing did come from this. The cheque that the finance manager had promised for Monday was already drawn and ready to pick up. So Steve quickly headed bank, making it just before closing time and cashing the cheque so he had some money for the weekend. He had felt the pangs of paranoia as he parked the car outside the bank, fortunately things went smoothly and he was soon safely back in the car heading towards Mike’s house to pick up the trailer.

True to his word, Mike’s trailer was sitting in the front yard ready to go. As Steve entered the front yard, there was something eerie about the house, as it had all the curtains shut. He quickly attached the trailer to his newly acquired car and set off to his Mum’s to collect the old furniture.

When he arrived at his Mum’s, she was sorting out what she was going to order from the Fish and Chip shop for her and the kids. Joy, Stephanie and Joel were all relieved and pleased to see Steve home and safe. Joy’s face was marked with lines of worry and stress.  Steve explained the events of the afternoon to her and admitted he had only just stopped shaking. She too was bewildered as to why someone would want to do away with her darling son.

The dramas out of the way, they phoned through their order to the Fish and Chip shop. It was a busy night for them and so Steve had enough time to raid the garage of his Mum’s surplus furniture and then head on down to the fish and shop and pick up the 2 large packets that were waiting.

Soon he was home sitting at the dinner table with his Mum and his kids tucking into the mother load of hot steaming fish and chips, accompanied by his favourite potato cakes and battered scallops. It was amazing how simple hot food could sooth the anxieties of such a dramatic day.

They all tucked in and ate more than they should, but Steve felt great pleasure in sharing this simple moment with his kids and his Mum. They told silly jokes and stories and laughed and joked and until their sides hurt. Surely this was what life about. Simple, joyful moments, full of fun and laughter.

After clearing the remnant wrapping and empty soft drink bottles, they took to the couch and settled in for a Harry Potter movie. The dramas of the last day soon drifted away.

After the movie finished, Steve tucked Stephanie and Joel into bed and decided he would go back to his house, just to make sure everything was safe, despite his Mum’s protests.  Soon he was pulling up outside with the trailer load of furniture in tow. Everything looked calm. He unhooked the trailer and pushed into the garage for safety. Parking the car next to it, he locked the door with a padlock and headed inside looking forward to a good nights sleep.

Morning came too soon and Steve dragged himself from bed and started a hot shower, under which he stood for more than 20 minutes, enjoying the warmth of the water on his body. He had a lot planned for the day, but the house was devoid of any food or basic appliances with which to make breakfast. Once dressed, he headed to Phi’s for a load of bacon and eggs and a very stiff cup of coffee.

“Was that you on the news last night?” Asked Phi, deep concern emanating from his voice as Steve entered the café.

“Yeah. Unfortunately it was.” Replied Steve.

“What on earth happened to your car?”

“The police said that someone had planted some sort of bomb in it. Your saw the result.”

“My God Steve. First the rogue SVU. Then a bomb. What is happening?”

“I don’t know. Who knows what have I done to make someone want to kill me? The police have got no idea either. So I am hoping that the car blowing up is the last of it. I’m not sure I can handle anymore excitement!’”

“Wow. I mean. You never think these things are ever going to happen to you.”

“ No you don’t. You always expect it to happen to someone else. Anyway, thanks Phi. The way the breakfast is great.”

“You’re welcome anytime. Just make sure stay safe.”

With breakfast hungrily consumed, Steve jumped into the car planning to head to an electrical store to use the money from his cashed in annual leave, to buy a decent TV, toaster, kettle and other miscellaneous items so he could make some decent meals. But as he started the car, he had this nagging feeling he should head to the park. With the day he had planned, he really didn’t think he had time for the park today. But the feeling was persistent and so he headed there. He felt a little stupid for doing such a reactive and apparently frivolous thing on a day when he had a mountain of stuff to do. Regardless, he headed to the park not knowing why he was going there or what to expect.

It was a beautiful morning in the park. The sun was shining, the ducks were making their usual cacophony and there were many people exercising and generally enjoying the beautiful day. Steve made his way to “the bench” and wasn’t really surprised to find that Gus was already ensconced, enjoying the goings on in the park.

“Good morning young man! I thought I might meet you here.”

“Good morning Gus! And strangely enough, I thought I might meet you here too!”

“It seems you’ve become somewhat of a celebrity since I last saw you.” Referring to the bombing incident of the previous day.

“If that’s what it takes to become a celebrity, then I want nothing of it!”

“On a more serious note, how are you?”

“I am OK I think. Apart from a little paranoia creeping in.”

“That’s good. What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking why the hell is somebody trying to kill me?”

“That’s a fair question.”

“So what do I do Gus? I’ve lost my wife. I lost just about every possession I have and somebody’s tried to kill me 3 times in the last 24 hours! How do I make sense of all of this?”

“What do you want? I mean deep down in your heart, what do you want?”

“You know it’s funny I was thinking about this when I was driving to the bank before the car blew up!”

Steve went on to tell Gus about his thoughts of prosperity, relationships, health, friendship and the kids and escribe how good these thoughts had made him feel.

“So there’s your answer!”

“We’re back to “think what you want”, aren’t we?”

“ Sure are. Many people believe that the universe allows us to create our lives by matching what we receive to what we think and the vibrations this emits. It answers “like with like”. That’s why we say ‘think what you want’.” Replied Gus.

“I think that’s starting to make sense.”

“So do you want your life to be filled with strife and trouble?”

“Of course not.”

“Well then, to deliberately create the life you desire, you need to manage your thoughts so that you are “thinking what you what.” Explains Gus.

“So what does is it mean for all the things that have just happened in my life. I mean I haven’t been thinking about being murdered or my wife leaving me and taking just about all we possessed!”

“No I am sure you haven’t! But what’s been the overall tone of your thoughts? Have you're thoughts been fearful? Or filled with worry about losing what you have. Or resentful of your wife?”

“Yeah. I’ve been stressed and worried about everything. About my job. About losing the house and the kids I have also been extremely resentful for Jenny and all the stress she put me under. I mean, nothing was ever good enough.”

“So maybe the universe is just returning what you’ve been thinking about!”

“Wow! That’s scary!”

“It can be scary if you create your life by default.

“Default?”

“Default means you’re not conscious of the types of thoughts you’re having.  Then universe delivers to you what ever the content of your thoughts have been. As the thoughts can often be random and negative, this can be a bumpy ride. As you’re finding out!”

“It’s sure been bumpy.”

“If your not conscious of what you are thinking, it can be like living in a game of Russian roulette!”

“That’s why, when I focussed on getting a great sales result instead of all the fear and strife if I didn’t make my budget, things changed for the better.”

“That’s right. That’s a great example. The thoughts you were offering came into alignment with that which you desired and looked what happened!”

“Yeah I had my best result ever! And it was like magic!”

“It can be like magic.”

“So how do you do it? How do you control your thoughts? I mean they can be pretty random. I am sure I hav some negative thoughts I hold habitually. Fear and worry seem to have a way of sneaking up on me and overwhelming me.”

“I agree. Thoughts of fear and worry can be very pervasive, but they can be managed.”

“You think so?”

“Well over my life I’ve developed a bit system which has helped me create a life which has given me great joy and happiness.

“A system?”

“Yeah. A system that I’ve found has helped me create the life I desire.”

“Wow!”

“Would you like me to tell you about it?”

“Absolutely.”

“Well it has three parts.”

“Yep. Three parts.”

“Yep. That’s why I like to call it The Three Stages of Creating

“A grand title!”

“You’re right! It is a grand title indeed! It will help you set the type of thoughts you  have. ”

‘So I am no longer creating my life default?’

“Exactly! Now the first stage is. ‘Intend’.”

“Intend?”

“Yes. Intend. Most people hope, wish and want for the things they desire. Hoping, wishing and wanting shows they don’t really think these things will happen. You doubt the universe will answer your desires.Do you think you’ve done that?”

“Sure.  It seems that you’re never going to have the things you desire. So you hope and wish that you have plenty of money or can take the family on overseas holidays or buy nice cars. Sure I’ve hoped, wished and wanted plenty!”

“So if the universe returns like with like and you’re hoping, wishing and wanting what do you experiences do you think you might receive?”

“Huh?” Steve was a bit confused.

“I know it might seem a bit confusing. But it’s important. If you are wishing, hoping and wanting for a new car are the thoughts of having the car?” Gus patiently asked.

“No. Their thoughts of wishing, hoping and wanting a car.” Steve replied.

“They’re not thoughts of having the car are they?”

“No.” Steve replied hesitantly.

“The difference is subtle but key. Thoughts of hoping, wishing and wanting maybe about your desired car but they will only perpetuate your separation from your desires because the experience you will receive will be one of hoping, wishing and wanting! Not the experience of having the car.”

“Ok.” Steve seems to be grasping the idea.

“So instead of wishing and hoping we can ‘intend.’ ”

“That's right. Now we can say, “I intend to have a great new car.’ Can you see the difference in tone? ”

“I think so.” Answered Steve.

“When you intend there is no doubt that the universe will respond. By “intending” we are announcing to the universe our desire.”

“An announcement to the universe……which is free of hoping, wishing and wanting?”

“Yep.”

“And this is thinking what I want?”

“Well it’s the first stage.”

“That’s the first stage? Excuse me while I’m not overwhelmed”

“Ok.”

“It doesn’t seem very dynamic.”

“You shouldn’t be so easy to judge. Over the next few days try it and then come back and tell me what you think.”

“Ok. I will.”

Gus continued. “You see most of us have think about our desires in terms of “wishing, hoping and wanting. Agreed?”

“Agreed.”

“So The Three Stages of Creating will help you change this habit type so you can get to where you think what you want free of wishing, hoping and wanting.”

“That’s sound great! When do I start?

 “Right now! Ask yourself “What do I intend?”

“What do I intend? Yep,” Nodded Steve.

“So what I want you to do is look at what you’re doing in you life and ask, ”What do I intend?”

“I intend to mend my life.”

“Not bad.”

“Ok. I intend to……have my kids back and safe.”

“Better.” Responded Gus.

“Alright. I intend to…..re-build and renovate my house.”

“Good!”

“I intend to make great sales at work.”

“Fine.”

Steve was warming t the task.

“I intend to be highly paid for my work!”

“Great!”

“I intend to be abundant and prosperous!”

“Excellent! How does that make you feel?”

“Really positive. Really Good!”

“And that’s what we want! When you are feeling good, your thoughts and desires are in alignment!”

“Wow! That’s heavy! So feeling good is good!”

“Really good! So I think we’ve covered enough for one day.” Announced Gus.

“I think you’re right! When can I see you next? Can I ring you on your mobile?”

“You could if I had one. You’ll know when to come and see me.”

And before Steve could protest Gus had disappeared once more!

Steve was starting to think all this sudden disappearing was becoming a bit annoying! He “intended” to let Gus know the next time he saw him. He also intended to have a good day.

Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Radical Attraction is a novel of a 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.

For more stuff, go to my website:

www.practicalattraction.com.au

In this chapter Steve enjoys the fruit of his creation and determines some of the things he desires and unbelievably more adventure enters his life!

Chapter 4

It was Gus’s second mysterious disappearance in two days and for the second day in a row Steve headed off to get one of Phi’s latte, hoping it might give some relief from the drama that he had just endured. He thought he might even pick up a sandwich to have for lunch, before he headed off for his big meeting to seal the deal with Dave Preston at Metcom. The thought of this made smiled and he amazed at the way the deal appeared magically after he thought about the sales that he wanted, instead of the fear and worry of losing job due to poor results, which was he had been doing for a number of months.

“Amazing!” He muttered to himself. “Think what you want.”

What a simple approach he thought. He then vowed to himself, that from now on this what he was going to do.

Arriving at the Spotted Dog Cafe', Phi was shocked by Steve’s story of the last day.

“You think someone’s trying to kill you?”

“Well two near misses in one morning. What would you think?’

“Steve you’re a good guy. Who the hell would want you dead?”

“That’s the problem. I‘ve got no idea and I must say I’m starting to feel more than a little paranoid.”

“Well you take care.’ Said Phi as he handed Steve his latte and sandwich. “I can’t afford to lose one of my best customers.” He finished with a chuckle.

Steve headed back to his car and headed towards Metcom, which was 5km away. Fifteen minutes later he eased into a car park at the front of the company. He was thirty minutes early so he sat in the car and enjoyed Phi’s BLT sandwich and latte.

The meeting with Dave Preston was one of those, that is one of the pleasures of business. Sealing the deal. Dave initialled the agreements and Steve confirmed the operations department would be in touch to arrange pickups and all the other logistical matters.

Steve skipped down the stairs, a big smile on his face, the glow of success replacing the dramas of the last 24 hours. Jumping in his car he headed back to the office where he submitted the paper work for the deal he had just sealed. He heard his bosses' voice in the office, who searched him out for a congratulary pat on the back. He gave Steve a leave pass from the regular Friday sales meeting and so he headed out planning to tidy up some of Jenny’s mess. Before Steve left he headed down to the Finance Manager’s office to see if he could have some of the 6 weeks annual he had accrued over his career, paid out in cash, so that he had some money to buy some necessities for the house and also keep his head above water financially for a little while.

After hearing Steve’s tale of woe about Jenny, the finance manager quickly agreed and told Steve he could pick up a cheque on Monday.

“Think what you want. “ Echoed in his head as exited the office and headed for his car.

In the car, Steve rang his Mum to remind her to pick up the kids from school and ensure she was happy to have the kids stay with her for the weekend, so he could focus on getting things back on track. After hanging up from talking to his Mum, he rang Mike, his best mate to see if he could borrow his trailer to bring his Mum’s surplus furniture back to his house. This would help make things a little more comfortable.

His conversation with Mike was a bit weird. Steve feeling he was somewhat on edge, insisting that Steve not to come to the front door. Telling him just to pick the trailer up from the front lawn, as his kids had a virulent strain of diaherrea. This struck Steve as being somewhat strange, as Mike was divorced and rarely had his kids over.

After hanging up, he decided not to think any more of it. Starting the car and easing it out of its parking spot he headed off to the bank, intending to freeze his credit cards, close his bank account and open a new one, so that Jenny could not help herself to anymore of his money.

“Think what you want” He again thought. What did he want?

As he headed towards the bank he began to think about how he wanted his life to be.

Prosperity.

“A great flow money. Enough to pay all my bills and mortgage and plenty left over to do the things that I that want.”

Relationships.

“A mutually positive, loving relationship in which he shared joy and happiness.”

Steve chuckled to himself when he compared this thought to where his marriage was right now!

Health.

“Yes. You’ve got to have health and fitness.” He thought how he’d like to be trim and fit and still be able to do some off the things he could do when he was a little younger.

Friends.

“I’d loved catch up with some of my old mates, build on my currentrealtionships and meet some great new people.”

The kids.

“Just want to give the kids the best life I can.”

He also thought about new clothes, getting a great new TV to replace the one Jenny took, overseas holidays………

As he wondered through these thoughts and the images they brought, he felt the happiness and wellbeing they inspired and now felt significantly better.

It took him an hour and a half at the bank to reconfigure his finances so that Jenny could no longer help herself to his cash. He was very thankful to discover that she hadn’t managed to help herself to any of the equity they had accrued in the house. He left the bank and headed towards his car.

All of a sudden there was an almighty explosion! It  came from the direction of his car. An enormous fireball rose into the sky. The sound of shattering glass filled the air as shop windows imploded depositing shards of glass all over the footpath.

Instinctively Steve ran towards the fireball. He turned a corner and could hardly believe the sight that met his eyes. His car was engulfed in flames and bystanders stood around open mouthed as the intense heat singed their hair and beat them back as they searched the wreck with their eyes, to see if someone was ettrapped in the inferno. The enormity of the situation overwhelmed him! What was happening to his life? Who would want him dead? None of this made sense!

Radical Attraction - A Law of Attraction Story

Radical Attraction is a novel of a 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.

For more stuff, go to my website:

www.practicalattraction.com.au

The story continues. Steve's life gets wilder and more complicated if that's possible. And his relationship with the mysterious relationship with Gus develops.

Chapter 3

  

Steve had decided that he would head to the park to get some quiet time to contemplate what the hell he was going to do with his life. He made to a short detour to his favourite café to pick up a jumbo latte from his favourite café, the “Lazy Dog.” The proprietor, Phi, handed it to him with and happy smile and wished a great day.

He was hoping to get some fresh air in the park to clear his head, which was somewhat  congested with the mess Jenny had created. As he entered the park, he once again made his way to his favourite park bench. All of sudden he was startled by the revving of an engine and the screeching of tyres. He turned to where the sound was coming from. To his surprise he saw a Mercedes SUV, apparently the same car that had been involved in the “T-boning” at the school. It was now sporting a huge dent in the front bonnet. It swerved off the park access road, mounted the footpath and was now charging towards him!

For a moment his feet were stuck to the spot. Like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car he froze. He waived his hands to try and get the driver to slow down and turn off the footpath. Instead the SUV seemed to speed up, heading straight for Steve. Suddenly he felt somebody career into his shoulder, propelling him off the path and into the adjoining shrubbery. His jumbo latte flying into the air. Just as he hit the ground, the charging Mercedes flew past in a cloud of dust apparently heading for an exit on the other side of the park.

Steve began to lift himself from the ground and was startled to see that the person who had pushed him out of the path of the SUV was none other that Gus! Dressed in dark pin stripe trousers, hawiian shirt, green and blue plaid jacket topped with a straw boater he was certainly a colourful if somewhat dubious sight.

“Hi!” Gus chuckled. “It seems you’ve upset someone!”

“Yeah! Got no I do who, but they seem to have a hell of a temper!” Steve stuttered, being somewhat dazed by what had just transpired.  “That was some tackle you laid old fella!”

“I used to be a pretty good footballer! And who you calling old.”

“Certainly not you! Thanks for the great tackle! You saved my life! Thankyou so much!”

“You’re welcome.”  Replied Gus with a smile. “So why would someone being trying to kill you?”

Steve shook his head. “I’ve got no idea. But life has gotten a bit weird in the last day.”

As they moved to the bench they both favoured, Steve explained to Gus about the events of the last day. The great sales result after he had held the vision and feeling of sales success and then the devastation of arriving home to find his kids sitting alone in the house, which had been stripped of everything of value. Steve went on to detail the discovery of the bank accounts having raided of every cent that he owned and how angry he felt with Jenny and what she had done. He finished with getting the number one car spot and the ensuing car accident apparently involving the car that had just tried to kill him.

“The SUV hitting someone in the car spot you’ve just left doesn’t seem to be a coincidence, does it?” Steve questioned.

“No it doesn’t.” agreed Gus. “It seems that the attempt in the park might have been their second go.”

“Wow!” Steve exclaimed. “Who the hell would want me dead? I mean. I’m just a nobody.”

“Someone thinks their life would be better off without you around.”

“What do I do? Do I go to the police and tell them that I think someone is trying to kill me? They’ll think crazy!”

“Yes. It all seems a little implausible. They might just laugh at you.”

“And Jenny. I’m just so angry that I could kill her! If she were here, you’d have to restrain me. What she has done to me and the kids is just terrible.”

“You’re right it’s awful. You have every right to feel that way. “

“I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to forgive her.” Confessed Steve.

“But soon enough you’ll have to work through your anger. Other wise you’ll just be consumed by it and that doesn’t lead to a happy life.” Advised Gus.

“You might be right, but at the moment I don’t see how I could forgive her” Grumbled Steve.

 “I have always found that it’s better to focus on the things I want now, than focussing on the bad things that have happened,” Gus advised

“You know I’m sure I’ve always done the exact opposite. I get so worked up about all the problems that I have and worry about how I’m going to solve them. I always feel overwhelmed by how bad I feel about problems. It often makes me feel stuck.”

“And then what happens? Do you find the problems keep on coming.”

“Yeah. Like with my sales. I’ve been so consumed with the fact I was not making sales and that I might lose my job, Their didn’t seem to be a way out. My results just got worse and worse.”

“Then it’s seems as though you keep re-living the same stories over and over again.” Agreed Gus.

“Yeah like with my marriage with Jenny. Money always seemed to be a problem.  Every time it looked like we might be getting somewhere, some sort of disaster would strike or all these unexpected bills would arrive and we would be back struggling again. Even when things looked good, all I did was worry about money. Just waiting for the next problem”

“Of course. That’s how most people operate. They feel money is scarce and so they’re seemingly always focussed on whether they have enough. That’s why you keep falling back. You’re focussing on not having money instead what it would be like to have money and be prosperous. Remember! Think what you want!”

“So that’s why yesterday I took your advice and focussed on how I wanted it to be and not worrying about not making sales and getting sacked it all. And viole! I’ve even got a meeting this afternoon for what will be the biggest deal of my career! That can’t be coincidence. Can it?”

 “No I don’t think so. Congratulations!”

“Thanks.” Said Steve.

“So, Think what you want! Don’t focus on how bad things are. Instead focus on how good you’d like things to be. Notice how good this feels, then the good things can only come to your life.”

“How does that happen?”

“Well I have always found when my thoughts and feelings were good. Good things happen. I also found that if allowed myself to wallow in misery and only seemed to perpetuate things.  Things just always seemed to get worse.”

“Really?”

“So along time ago I decided to focus only on the positive things in my life. Hence, ‘Think what you want’. I found it helped keep my thoughts positive and once I started it didn’t take long for things to go well for me.”

“Wow.”

“It wasn’t easy at first. Like you, I had learnt in my early life to constantly focus on problems and trouble. Always on the look out for the next disaster and wondering when my money would run out. But slowly I learnt how to maintain a positive outlook on life and so have enjoyed many great things.”

“No joke.” Exclaimed Steve.

“No joke. Some people call it the Law of Attraction. Some call it positive thinking. Others call it positive thinking. No matter what you call it, I have found that the universe responds to your thoughts with like conditions in your life.”

“I’ve heard of the I am Attraction. It’s been on daytime TV! Jenny was going on about at one stage.”

“ Yes it’s certainly made the talk shows. It just means ‘like is attracted to like life’. Hence ‘think what you want!’ ”

“That’s amazing. So to get what I want I, should think about what I want, not about the hell I’ve been through or how bad people have been to me.”

Steve starts to get it.

“That’s right!”

“So instead of plotting revenge on Jenny and being furious about the position I am I need to focus on where I want to be.”

“Now you get it.”

“But revenge and retaliation can be so satisfying.”

“I know it’s hard not to be vengeful. You want others to suffer as you have suffered. But this will only hold you in a negative place and it becomes difficult for joy and happiness to come into your life.” Replied Gus

“I reckon it can be difficult to move past the hurt and anger.”

“Nobody said it’s easy, but the results can be stunning.”

“How do you know about this stuff?” Quizzed Steve.

Gus laughs. “I’m an older man who has had many teachers and many experiences.”

“So I need to focus on creating positively and not focus on the negatives of my past.”

But he was talking to himself. Gus had disappeared, as if into thin air.