There’s petting a dog … and then there’s petting a dog.
If people are dismissing dogs, they give them a half-hearted pat on the head. That kind of pat means, “Nice doggy [not really]. Now go away.”
People who really mean it when they pet dogs don’t just pat a dog on the head. They rub a dog’s shoulders or belly or butt, scratch the ears or neck or chest. Sincere petting is usually accompanied by kisses or happy talk too. It’s genuine.
We humans don’t go around patting each other on the head or rubbing each others bellies (although the world would probably be a better place if we did). BUT many people do the equivalent of the insincere head pat, and we’ve all been on the receiving end of it.
Tim, as I’ve said in previous posts, feels like a lottery winner. His identity is Tim, The Multi-million Dollar Jackpot Winner. He’s been moving toward this identity for some time. He started with knowing he was going to win one day. He moved on to thinking more and more about what it would be like to win. And within the last few months, he’s become that winner, within. He feels like he’s won. He’s happy, secure, and relaxed.
Because he’s so comfortable in his identity, he often casually discusses the lottery with friends. Some of our friends are matter of fact in their acceptance of his reality. They know that we’ll soon have millions because Tim already has them on a vibrational level.
Others don’t see it that way. Tim gets a lot of those verbal “pats on the head:” nervous laughter accompanies comments like, “Sure, yeah, when you get those millions, be sure you give us some,” or “Uh huh, I’m going to win too,” or “Right, you’re the one who’s going to beat those gazillion to one odds. Good luck with that.”
The other day, I was telling a friend that Tim got a job with the Census Bureau. (He’s going to be working part to full time for about 10 weeks starting Friday.) I told my friend that Tim and I had talked about how to keep his multi-millionaire identity while he does this job.
I wondered how Tim was going to pull that off, and Tim told me that he sees the job as an adventure, a way to do his “civic duty,” and meet some interesting people. He’s chosen to look at the aspects of it that jive with his identity instead of seeing it as a job he has to have in order to keep us afloat awhile longer, which is our “what is” story. Tim refuses to look at what is. He’s firmly living in HIS story.
When my friend heard Tim’s perspective, she laughed in that way people laugh when they don’t agree with you and they want to lighten up what they’re about to say. She said, “Well, yes, I know he wants to win a lottery, but I’m glad he got a job. You know, law of attraction is one thing, but it really doesn’t apply to the lottery. The lottery is just so …. “
“It’s so what?” I asked.
“Well, you don’t earn it. It doesn’t, well, put anything good into the world. So it’s, well ….” She trailed off.
“Unworthy?” I asked.
“Exactly,” she said. “I mean I love Tim to pieces, but he needs to get realistic.” Can’t you just see her patting him on the head?
In their book, Money and the Law of Attraction, Abraham fields a question about a woman who worked hard to support herself and her unemployed husband. She struggled constantly, and he never worried about money at all and did little to contribute financially. The woman and her husband divorced, and the now ex-husband inherited a million dollars. The woman wanted him to share it with her because of all the years she struggled to support them. He wouldn’t share. The person asking Abraham the question says, “It doesn’t seem fair that she cared about money and worked hard for it and received so little, while he barely worked, didn’t seem to care about money, and has now inherited over a million dollars. How can this be?”
Abraham answered:
“The woman worked hard, felt resentment, focused upon lack—and the Universe matched those feelings precisely. Her husband felt ease, refused to feel guilty, expected things to come to him easily—and the Universe matched those feelings precisely. Many believe that they must work hard, struggle, pay a price, and feel pain, and that they will then be rewarded for their struggle—but that is not consistent with the Laws of the Universe. You cannot find a happy ending to an unhappy journey. That defies Law.”
Fairness, as we define it in our society, and worthiness, as we see it, have nothing to do with what comes to us. It’s vibration. All of it. Every bit of it.
Tim knows this. He doesn’t care what others think about the lottery. To him, it’s a flow of abundance that he has tapped into. That simple. Odds are irrelevant. Questions of worthiness or ethics or fairness are irrelevant.
Tim decided to apply to the Census job because it sounded like fun. He was also aware that I don’t feel as rich as he does, and I would like to have more income in our “what is” reality. He knows he doesn’t need to take care of my reality, but it makes him feel good, he says, to do something that brings me some peace of mind. Interestingly, I had already found thoughts that brought me peace of mind before he applied for and got the job.
Is winning the lottery worthy?
Who cares?
Is selling fast food or junk food or cigarettes worthy? Is someone who earns money selling weapons worthy of abundance? Do athletes really deserve the millions they earn?
We can think ourselves into a mass of negative vibration if we try and sort out all the potential judgments to be made about how money can come into our lives. And the truth is that none of it is wrong or right. To repeat, it’s all vibration. Every bit of it.
If someone pats you on the head and tells you that your idea or your identity isn’t worthy or it’s silly or it’s not realistic, do what Tim does: wag your tail. No, not literally, although that’s fine too. Just smile and stay in YOUR reality. It’s the one that matters.
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