While it may feel like things are happening to me,
I invite them by default through my state of mind.
Why would I invite rude people and awful things
Into my life? My attention on something brings
It into my reality which is defined
By me totally and rather unconsciously.
Since I am the inviter, logic would dictate
That I choose only good things. I can do my best
To think only of things most delightful to me.
A selective sifting rampage for me could be
The best way that my wildest of dreams are accessed.
There’s nothing more important than my feeling great.
When I ponder my mother or visit a store,
I can think of ten favorite things about each.
When I think about my work and integrating,
Thinking of ten novel things about each can bring
On a feeling of power one only can reach
By accepting all the good there is to explore.
I can orient myself. I can set the tone
To the blessings already existing. If I
Look for errors to fix, I’ll create a rampage
Of undoing. In that, I don’t want to engage.
My center of attraction is the reason why
I experience, yet I don’t do this alone.