Smokey Mirror

Over the last year, I’ve become a firm believer that my thoughts and emotions create my reality. A few weeks ago, I learned an even deeper truth.

During my time in France, I learned that one man on our campsite was suffering from colon cancer. I honestly was perplexed as the man in question seemed the healthiest of all. Almost automatically, I started thinking of him as a man with cancer.  And it felt wrong. All of a sudden, I knew it would have been better for this man if I had not known about his illness. It would be best if I perpetuated to see him as this healthy man I had imagined him to be.

With children it is true that they live up to your beliefs.  They are formed through the energy you invest in them emotionally, the deep beliefs you hold true, positive and negative. I am convinced it is the same with everything else.  With my thoughts and emotions, I not only create my reality, I create our reality, I co-create your reality. I’d better make sure I envision the best for us, for you.

As for the man on our campsite, whenever he crosses my mind, I try to think of him as the man who’s caravan was rammed by an other caravan, the youngest of two brothers, the man who took his bike in the morning to fetch a pain, a healthy man. Period.

Long ago, I learned that knowing something does not automatically mean I will act accordingly. What I have come to learn last week is what every preschooler already knows: my imagination can help me connect the dots……
I know eating sugar and saturated fats is bad for my arteries, so I try to eat as healthy as possible. Indulging myself with little amounts of the darkest chocolate. But in the face of temptation, I failed miserably. Last week, I got as a present a large tablet of high quality milk chocolate; very unhealthy, but very yummy. I ate it in two-and-a-half days. Afterward, I felt so guilty, my imagination took hold of me and played some scenes right out of a horror movie. I saw milk chocolate lining my arteries, clogging them up with each piece I ate. I was only days away from a chocolate induced heart-attack. All of a sudden, I had no need for anything that had either sugar or fat in it. Bread, water and some fruit was all I wanted. Next time, I’ll use my imagination before I start eating. I’ll imagine my arteries being be the prettiest any doctor has ever seen for someone my age; like the arteries of an 18-year old: flexible and smooth. Did you know the condition of your arteries determines what your skin looks like? Now you connect the dots…