Last Saturday night I had the good fortune to gather with some of my best women friends for our monthly new moon gathering here in Santa Cruz. If you didn't know it was the new moon on Saturday night, I apologize for not telling you. It was. That means that it was the perfect time for you to cast out your intentions to the Universe, dream your big dreams, ask for the things you want, make that grand wish.
Now that you're feeling a bit miffed at me because you totally missed the chance to make sure that the Universe actually provided you with the winning Lottery numbers for the MegaMillions and also made sure that your new Hybrid car was delivered on time directly to your driveway and it also managed to create peace between your uncle Bob and your uncle Phil who actually haven't spoken to each other in so long that no one can even remember why they are no longer speaking to each other, now that you're miffed at me for missing your one and only monthly opportunity for all that wonderfulness, I will share with you that you haven't actually missed your chance.
Oh sure it would have been a great thing to actually perform some sort of incantation and ritual on Saturday, but the Universe is still listening. And the moon is still waxing. You've still got time, grasshopper. So light a candle. Do a dance. Write an intention. Whatever it is that you feel you need to do. Go right ahead. I don't think the drawing for the MegaMillions is for at least another few days. Those numbers have plenty of time to be delivered.
While I was at the gathering of wonderful women on the New Moon, we watched the DVD of The Secret. You know the one that Oprah is talking about? The one that your neighbor is also talking about? The one that even the cleaning lady at the office is talking about? The secret that just isn't so secret anymore? Yes, that one. That one, exactly.
When it was over there was a lively discussion and eventually one of the women turned to me and said, "Nakedjen, what's your take on all of this. I consider you an expert on the Law of Attraction!"
Expert? Me? Um, why thank you, but no. Let's put that out there right now. I am not an expert at anything except, maybe, perhaps scooping up dog poop. And even that I manage to bungle quite frequently, so probably wouldn't be winning any gold medals in the Olympics of dog poop scooping, either.
I am certainly not an expert at the Law of Attraction. I'm not sure that anyone is really. If they say they are, well, I'd be quickly on the path to search for another guru. The Law of Attraction is so malleable and interchangeable and well, personal, that I don't believe it even comes in a one size fits all cloak that can be worn by anyone claiming to be an expert.
Of course anyone who practices the Law of Attraction will be able to share with you their own experiences and their own practices and their own successes. But that doesn't mean that it will work the same way for you. So you should just listen intently, take good notes, and then go practice it for yourself and find out exactly what does work for you and what doesn't. Create your path!
The gist of it is this. We are all energy. And that energy is unique. Because it is unique it is going to vibrate at a unique frequency (or at least I believe it will). So what works for me, my vibration, my energy, is going to be uniquely different from what works for you. There may be similar threads, but because we are all truly individuals, we're all going to experience our life's paths in very individual ways. So we should find them and, yes, manifest them, in our own individual ways, as well.
But thinking about all of this made me remember something. Many, many, new moons ago, I wrote a play called Strawberries and Cream. In that play there is a long monologue by the main female character about "the secret". I wrote that play twenty-five years ago. Last night I went looking in my library for a copy of the play because I wanted to remember and read exactly what I had written (and possibly blog about it) and realized that I have given all of my copies away. Including the one that I had that was signed by Edward Albee.
So I went looking for a copy on the Internet. And I found one which was quite surprising actually. Now, people, don't you think that copy is seriously undervalued? It's one thing to have a first-edition that is signed by Edward Albee. But obviously that seller does not realize that they also have in their possession one of the only first-editions left that includes an award-winning play by Nakedjen!
I'm sure if they realized the rarity and magnitude, they'd want at least $76.00 for it, don't you think?
Oh, I think most definitely. Most definitely, indeed.
