I have been listening to a series of interviews with James Ray, who participated in the movie “The Secret.” As always, he gives a lot of analogies, and I love analogies as visuals: I can immediately imagine the mechanism of what is actually happening and remember the metaphorical meaning.
Among other things, in “The Secret,” there is an analogy of how you need to “work” with the law of attraction, and to illustrate the analogy, a journey from one city to another is used. James used a similar analogy in his interview: when you drive from one city to another, you don’t crane your neck to see the city you’re heading to 300 kilometers away; you calmly look at the road to avoid crashing into a tree. You know that the road will still take you to the right city, but you can easily get lost if you don’t follow the right route…
I thought that in weight loss, and in the process of achieving any goal for that matter, it is impossible and unnecessary to “crane your neck” to see the results sooner. You just need to follow the path that will surely lead us to that goal sooner or later. I also imagined the following. For example, we are driving from city A to city B. We drive for some time, not half an hour. A bit longer. We don’t know exactly how long, but quite a long time.
But we know for sure that there is a road, and it leads to city B. We set off on the journey, but – here’s the catch – we don’t like the car. Instead of driving in a sparkling convertible, we drive in a more or less working, but uncomfortable and horribly ugly old car. And in city B, that shiny new convertible is waiting for us. All we need to do is endure a little, wait, and simply “drive” in the not-so-comfortable and terribly ugly car to city B, where we have a chance to exchange our old and uncomfortable one for a new one COMPLETELY FREE.
And we are all driving in cars of varying degrees of comfort and shabbiness. Some cars don’t even have bumpers, some have completely lost their paint and the whole body has rusted, some cars backfire while driving, and some start to hurt your back. But isn’t it interesting! The further we drive, the easier we endure discomfort, the more we want the shiny new convertible, the more amazing the “rally” conditions become: unexpectedly during one of the overnight stays, someone changes our dilapidated clunker to another, slightly better one.
The bumper is back, albeit without paint. Suddenly the rust disappears. And the hard wooden seat is replaced with a new foam one. And it becomes slightly more comfortable to drive. And we drive persistently, and we start to feel happier. And after some time, someone unexpectedly installs air conditioners and stereos in our shabby cars, and with each new overnight stay, the cars transform and change even more: they start to be painted, and even the body shape begins to change.
And then one day, we realize that we are entering city B. Everything is so beautiful here, everyone is smiling at us, men look at us with respect, women fix their hair. We look around in amazement, suddenly it’s not us, suddenly it’s like some Hollywood star is driving next to us. We decide to adjust the radio tuning knob to find out which stars are visiting city B today.
And suddenly, next to the stereo, we see a big button “open/close roof.” We press the button, the roof opens and retracts into the trunk on its own, and we accidentally catch a reflection of the car we’re driving in some big mirrored shop window. And then we suddenly realize that we’re driving in that shiny convertible… Somehow, on the way to your dream, it happened to you on its own.
YOU SIMPLY NEVER GOT OFF TRACK!
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