I’ve heard it said by many people that the words “I am” are powerful words. Why not claim the best for yourself? I am the light, a transformer of darkness. I am lucky. I am the embodiment of love, peace, and goodwill. I am blessed, grateful, effulgent, healthy, free, and optimistic. I am washed clean by every rain, and made stronger with each sunrise.
Claim whatever positive traits you desire, even if you are in truth working toward these states of being. You’ll get there quicker by telling your subconscious what you want instead of what you don’t want.
Last week, I realized that someone, most likely movers from a moving company, stole my checks and other personal information. I was out of town when I realized my bank account had been drained, and the violation was shocking. I reached for equanimity in the middle of that storm, but I was shaken up and had to lean on others. Luckily, I realized that I have many supportive people all around me. Those who do not know how to be supportive have drifted out of my life, and I live in a calm, beautiful state of being.
Life simply couldn’t get any better. Why? Because I claimed it, focused on the good, and refused to let a demanding situation be anything other than it is—a place which connects me to others. Every trying circumstance in my life has allowed me to help others, and this will not different. I am a part of something greater than myself. Like a symphony, a storm, a comet, an eclipse, a thunderous herd of elk under bright moonlight, a floor of dancers with good rhythm and smiles, I am part of the flow of life and fully present for every moment of this ride back to the stars.
It is possible to walk into any situation free and happy. You can also walk out of any situation just as free and just as happy. You can walk away from rooms of discord, and walk into ones of peace, harmony, festivity, bliss, and sweetness.
Someone stole my identity. So what? They can have that old identity. They snatched the last of my troubles. They took the lingering remnants of my negativity. They stole my wounds and left me free and happy with a new bank card, a membership with LifeLock, greater happiness, and a new way of looking at this amazing world.
Though I have learned to be more protective of myself and others, I have also learned to let go of pain that isn’t my own and doesn’t serve me. Bad things sometimes happen to good people, but many extraordinary, uplifting, miraculous, fortuitous things happen to good people as well.