Sometimes it's just plain humorous to see how the Universe gives you precisely what you ask for.
After four years of cleaning our good-sized Victorian home by myself, I wanted a cleaning lady. Would I find someone who measured up to my expectations?
My prior experiences in Holland with cleaning ladies made me believe that even if I found someone, she'd be sure to have some unsuitable flaws that I couldn't fix. At the same time, I knew that unless I gave up my presumed idea about this, I'd attract precisely what I believed.
Let's take a step back in time to show you have The Law of Attraction mirrors our beliefs immediately.
While looking at the mess one day in Holland, I called out out loud, "Today I'll find a cleaning lady." My hope is deepfelt, and precisely Universe replies to my request.
That day, I find a cleaning lady. However, I fail to request a cleaning lady with cleaning features. I get what I ask for: a cleaning lady without cleaning qualities. Anita adores her post as a cleaning lady in my house. Of course she does. All of Anita's troubles come to the coffee table as she describes why she can't be helped.
She gets a free half-hour of therapy during coffee break (in Holland, you have to sit with your cleaning lady and drink coffee), and she can even bring her noisy child, who's allowed to ride a bike in my living room.
Usually, I clean along with Anita. But after a while, I start to hide in my bedroom in order to escape her erratic energy. I find myself dreading Thursday mornings when she and her screaming daughter enter our sacred castle.
Needless to say, Anita doesn't last long. After cancelling five consecutive times, she explains how she burned herself and broke her arm trying to save her cat, who jumped into a pan on the stove. I know it is time to find someone else.
This time I tell the Universe to give me someone to clean my house who doesn't expect therapy over coffee. Children aren't allowed during cleaning hours. Myra follows Anita, and I get exactly what I ask for. She doesn't have her child in tow when she comes to clean, but she's a woman from Morocco who is pregnant with her sixth child.
It's obvious that she isn't the the most spotless cleaning lady out there, but she doesn't want a therapy session over coffee, either. She hardly speaks a word of Dutch. It's convenient and awkward at the same time. Sign language works well between us. We spend a lot of time smiling at each other. I'm happy.
I do almost anything for her convenience, and often yield to her unusual desires. I'm willing to pick her up and drop her off at house because she can't ride a bike with her long robe, and she doesn't own a car. When Myra is seven months' pregnant, she can no longer come to clean. I agree it's time for both of us to move on.
I've been taught my lesson at this point, and I pledge to myself that I will state my intent very clearly the next time I put out my request for a cleaning lady. This time I pray for a combination of no therapy, no talking, and good cleaning skills.
I had no idea that the last two words of my intent - no talking - would backfire on me. (Why did I ask for that?) We have to be careful what we wish for! Read on...
It takes me years to regain my courage to begin again with a new cleaning lady, but after four years of cleaning our old, big Victorian home in America, I put out my request to the Universe again.
My prayers are answered three days later, and my life alters when Nina walks into my home. I'm astounded at what a good cleaner she is. She cleans like she's a fairy with a magic wand. I adore her, but she doesn't speak English. Sign language, too, is not in her repertoire. She gets utterly flustered when I try. So my house is cleaned in "her way." And that's alright.
As an example of how exact the Law of Attraction is, every Thursday morning at 8:00 AM when Nina arrived at at our home to clean, I welcomed her with "Good morning." She replied: "Good night." Do I need to say more?
After four years of cleaning our good-sized Victorian home by myself, I wanted a cleaning lady. Would I find someone who measured up to my expectations?
My prior experiences in Holland with cleaning ladies made me believe that even if I found someone, she'd be sure to have some unsuitable flaws that I couldn't fix. At the same time, I knew that unless I gave up my presumed idea about this, I'd attract precisely what I believed.
Let's take a step back in time to show you have The Law of Attraction mirrors our beliefs immediately.
While looking at the mess one day in Holland, I called out out loud, "Today I'll find a cleaning lady." My hope is deepfelt, and precisely Universe replies to my request.
That day, I find a cleaning lady. However, I fail to request a cleaning lady with cleaning features. I get what I ask for: a cleaning lady without cleaning qualities. Anita adores her post as a cleaning lady in my house. Of course she does. All of Anita's troubles come to the coffee table as she describes why she can't be helped.
She gets a free half-hour of therapy during coffee break (in Holland, you have to sit with your cleaning lady and drink coffee), and she can even bring her noisy child, who's allowed to ride a bike in my living room.
Usually, I clean along with Anita. But after a while, I start to hide in my bedroom in order to escape her erratic energy. I find myself dreading Thursday mornings when she and her screaming daughter enter our sacred castle.
Needless to say, Anita doesn't last long. After cancelling five consecutive times, she explains how she burned herself and broke her arm trying to save her cat, who jumped into a pan on the stove. I know it is time to find someone else.
This time I tell the Universe to give me someone to clean my house who doesn't expect therapy over coffee. Children aren't allowed during cleaning hours. Myra follows Anita, and I get exactly what I ask for. She doesn't have her child in tow when she comes to clean, but she's a woman from Morocco who is pregnant with her sixth child.
It's obvious that she isn't the the most spotless cleaning lady out there, but she doesn't want a therapy session over coffee, either. She hardly speaks a word of Dutch. It's convenient and awkward at the same time. Sign language works well between us. We spend a lot of time smiling at each other. I'm happy.
I do almost anything for her convenience, and often yield to her unusual desires. I'm willing to pick her up and drop her off at house because she can't ride a bike with her long robe, and she doesn't own a car. When Myra is seven months' pregnant, she can no longer come to clean. I agree it's time for both of us to move on.
I've been taught my lesson at this point, and I pledge to myself that I will state my intent very clearly the next time I put out my request for a cleaning lady. This time I pray for a combination of no therapy, no talking, and good cleaning skills.
I had no idea that the last two words of my intent - no talking - would backfire on me. (Why did I ask for that?) We have to be careful what we wish for! Read on...
It takes me years to regain my courage to begin again with a new cleaning lady, but after four years of cleaning our old, big Victorian home in America, I put out my request to the Universe again.
My prayers are answered three days later, and my life alters when Nina walks into my home. I'm astounded at what a good cleaner she is. She cleans like she's a fairy with a magic wand. I adore her, but she doesn't speak English. Sign language, too, is not in her repertoire. She gets utterly flustered when I try. So my house is cleaned in "her way." And that's alright.
As an example of how exact the Law of Attraction is, every Thursday morning at 8:00 AM when Nina arrived at at our home to clean, I welcomed her with "Good morning." She replied: "Good night." Do I need to say more?
About the Author:
Saskia Rell, of your Soul Guidance International, is a bestselling author and co-author with Jack Canfield & Deepak Chopra. She's also a sought-after Radio Show Host, International Speaker, and Soul Empowerment Coach. She's written a inspiring yet practical ebook called Your Giant Leap of Faith Get your free copy today.
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