Think you can’t ignore something that’s right in front of your face?  Think again.

Last week, thanks to my reader, Mary, I watched a youtube yoga video that teaches breathing exercises and postures that help with weight loss.  Because it felt like inspired action to watch the video and because it felt easy and comfortable to write down the routine and plan to do it, I decided to start a short version of the routine.

One of the exercises in the routine is alternate nostril breathing.  This is something I used to do, and whether it helps with weight loss or not, I couldn’t say, but it is calming, and I wanted to get in the habit of doing it again.

In the interest of time-saving, I decided to do my alternate nostril breathing while I listen to cds or watch videos.  To remind myself to do this, I put a Post-it® index tab at the top of my laptop screen and on the top of the TV screen.

The first day, the tabs got my attention, and I was prompted to do the breathing.

After that, apparently Harry Potter or one of his friends got into my house because the tabs have become pretty much invisible.  Well, not really.  They’re still there.  But I don’t see them.

I can look right at them, and I don’t see them.

Although this isn’t all that helpful when it comes to reminding me to do my breathing exercise, it’s a great skill.  And it’s one I’m becoming rather good at.

Of the seventeen or so ours a day that I’m awake or conscious, I now spend less than an hour of it, maybe not even that, thinking about anything related to lack of money.  It’s like that reality has become a sticky index tab that I see right through.  The same thing is happening with my weight.  I’m becoming so good at ignoring my size that I can look in the mirror and not register what I’m seeing (even though in the past, it triggered a whole passel of negative feelings).

So what am I doing with all that extra time?  Mostly, I’m attending to what’s in front of me to do.  I’m also lingering on anything that makes me feel lucky.

Now, when I say lucky, I don’t mean lucky the way most people mean it—as experiencing something good that just happens to come along.  When I say lucky, I mean the true definition of it:  receiving good fortune, prosperity and success.

I Feel Lucky, Oh So Lucky

You know my penchant for making up singing ditties. “Happy happy day to me” now has to share time with “I feel lucky, oh so lucky, I feel lucky as lucky can be. I feel lucky, and great things happen to me.” This is to the tune of “I Feel Pretty” from West Side Story.

Seeing past unpleasant “what is”s allows me to feel lucky.  I have so much to feel lucky about.

There’s all the cool weather we’re having.  It’s 56 degrees outside.  Birds are twittering.  The branches of the lovely hemlocks that surround my house are swaying.

There’s Ducky.  There’s Tim.  (Don’t tell him he got second billing—it’s just that her joy is so pure.)

There’s this feeling I have that everything is on the verge of falling into place.

I feel lucky, oh so lucky.

And I don’t see anything that doesn’t feel that way.

And guess what’s come my way this last week?  Money.  Money is starting to flow in.  It’s a trickle.  But every flow starts with a trickle.

I recommend seeing the world through the eyes of luck, aka, a vibrational match to good things.  True luck isn’t random.  It’s a vibrational frequency of prosperity that the law of attraction responds to with prosperous experiences.  You can find that frequency when you learn to look right through any unwanted “what is.”

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