Creating
Intentionally:
“All
in the game, my lady.
Let’s talk about Henry and see if we
can figure out how he got his ‘A’ in
English.
Do you think he knew what he intended.”
“Yes,
he intended to get an ‘A’ grade.”
“Did
he focus his attention on getting an ‘A’?”
“Every
time I saw him near Mr. Morgan, he was sucking
up to him.”
“Henry
was taking what he thought was appropriate
action — action that he believed would produce
the results he intended.
That is also a part of creating by
intention.
Let me re-ask the question about
attention.
Did Henry focus his attention on getting
an ‘A’?”
"He
must have, because he studied hard and did all
the English assignments.”
“Do
you think he thought much about getting an
‘F’ grade?”
“I
doubt it.”
“OK.
Do you think he believed he could get an
‘A’ grade?”
“Yes.
One day, when I called him an ass kisser,
he told me that he intended to get an ‘A’
grade.”
“That’s
two more parts.
He believed he could get an ‘A’ and
he stated his intention to get an ‘A’.
Do you think he intended to get an
‘A’ grade., or was he just saying that to
impress you?”
“He
must have, otherwise he wouldn’t have done all
the work that he did.”
“Do
you think he felt that he deserved an ‘A’
grade?”
“Even
I thought he deserved an ‘A’.
It was his ass-kissing that turned me
off.”
“Did
Henry like English?
Did he feel good when he was involved in
the class?”
“He
ate it up like it was honey.”
“How
did he react when he actually got the ‘A’
grade?”
“He
had a shit-eating grin on his face that almost
made me puke.”
“So
let’s recap what Henry did that got him what
he intended.”
1)
He clearly knew what he intended.
2)
He focused his attention on his goal.
3)
He ignored the possibilities that he the
he choose to avoid.
4)
He believed he could get what he
intended.
5)
He consciously and verbally stated his
intention to reach his goal.
6)
He expected to achieve his objective.
7)
He felt that he deserved to get what he
intended.
8)
He repeatedly focused his attention on
his target.
9)
He held strong, positive emotions
regarding his objective.
10)
He took what he thought were the
appropriate actions to get
what he intended.
11)
And when he actually received his prize,
he accepted it and took it in.
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“Wow!
I never thought about in that way.
Is all that stuff necessary just to get
something?”
“The
answer to your question will take more than a
simple yes or no.”
“What
do you mean?”
“The
steps I just listed are like two way streets.
You can use them to get where you want to
go, or you can use them to go in the opposite
direction.
There are also some of additional things
that I haven’t yet mentioned.
“Like
what?”
“A
whole list of things, like beliefs, attitudes,
and emotions -- like victim consciousness --
like taking responsibility -- like speaking in
positive, personal, present-tense language --
declaring and then saying thank you instead of asking -- evaluating
you process and making mid-course corrections --
and being persistence.
Is that enough for you?”
“More
that enough.”
When
you’re aware of these things, you can use them
to take you where you want to go. When you are not aware of them, they often take you
down dead-end streets or in the opposite
direction from where you want to go.
“Can
you give me an example of something that could
take me in the opposite direction from where I
want to go?”
“Sure.
If you desire something and, at the same
time, you believe it’s impossible for you to
have what you desire, then your desire is taking
you in one direction, toward your goal, while
your thoughts and beliefs are taking you in the
opposite direction and are creating not having
it. We’ll
talk more about all of this, and we’ll talk
about lots of other things in our future
meetings.“
“I’ve
got one more question before I go home.”
“And
what is that?”
“How
come I keep getting things that I don’t
want.”
“There
could be several reasons like the one about
belief that I just mentioned.
More likely, it’s because you live the
vast majority of your life on automatic
pilot.”
“Automatic
who?”
“Its
kind of like going to a big city airport and
saying to the person behind the ticket counter,
‘Please give me a ticket for the next
airplane’.“
“That
could get me almost anywhere and there are lots
of places I don’t want to go to.”
“You’ve
got it.”
“I’ve
got to go home pretty soon, so when and where
will I see you again.?”
“We
can meet here if you like.”
“That’s
fine. When can we meet?”
“Whenever
you like.”
“How
do I contact you?”
“When
you decide on a day and a time that you want to
meet with me again, sit quietly and think
strongly about me for one full minute.
In your mind, tell me when you choose for
us to meet, and when you arrive, I’ll be
here.“
“You’re
crazy.”
“Perhaps
I am. Does that mean you don’t want to meet again?”
“Heavens
no. I didn’t mean you’re crazy crazy. I meant like you’re really different.”
“Then
do you think you might communicate more
effectively by using other language.”
“OK.
How about ‘You’re so far out you’re
in’ or
‘You’re a cool dude’?“
“Where
did you hear phrases like that?”
“At
school.”
“Jazbell,
you are a neat lady and you’re sharper than Brer Rabbit’s briar patch.”
“There,
you did it again.
See what I mean?”
“Yes,
I do.”
“What
if you’re not here when I arrive?”
“And
miss the rest of your story?
Not a chance. I’ll be here.”
I
still feel concerned so I say, “If, for any
reason, we don’t meet here within seven days,
will you come and find me?”
“Count
me in as tried and true, for that I will surely
do.”
“Raise
you right hand and promise.”
“Yes,
and I cross my heart and hope to fly.
Poke my finger into the sky.
If we don’t meet again, I’ll sadly
cry.”
“Intendr,
I don’t think you’re crazy, but you sure are
silly.”
“Then
it’s a deal.
We’ll meet here again, soon.”
“Yes.”
“Super!“
“Goodbye,
Intendr.”
“Goodbye,
Miss Jazbell.”
I
walk home feeling good and not so good all at
the same time; good ‘cause I got to talk to
someone who is wise, and not so good ‘cause
part of me is wondering if I will ever see
Intendr again.
By the time I get home, I don’t know if
I’ve really saw him or if I’d just been
daydreaming.
At
bedtime, two days later, I sit and think about
him for one full minute.
I tell him to meet me again tomorrow at
noon, and sure as water’s wet, he’s there at
the dock when I arrive.
He’s in the same boat and has on the
same fancy colored
clothes.
“Well
holy brief britches, you‘re really here,” I
say.
“Did
you expect otherwise?”
“No,
but I was wondering if maybe I had just been
dreaming last time, and that we really hadn’t
met.”
“Now
what do you believe?”
“I
believe that you’re really here, but my mind
is still asking, who and what are you?”
“Miss
Jazbell, I am a multi-dimensional being of
light.
I am part of something grander than you
can, at the moment, even begin to imagine.
I am here because you invited me to be
here.
I will be here as long as it remains your
desire that I be here.
If
you so choose, you may join me on an incredible
journey of self discovery.
Now, before you agree to walk with me,
you need to know that this journey is not for
the faint of heart.
If you do choose to walk and ride along
with me, the road may, at times, get rather
bumpy, and you’ll be required to hang on to
things that your mind will say are absolutely
crazy.
And, on the other hand, you will be
required to let go of things that now seem to be
very essential to your life.”
“That
sounds pretty weird.”
“Relative
to what most folks think of as normal, the path
you’re being invited to walk on is very
weird.”
“So
why would I want to walk on a weird path with an
invisible guy that wears bizarre clothes, talks
funny, and does the strangest things I’ve ever
seen or heard of?”
“You
did ask to be wise, did you not?”
“Yes.”
“Well,
now you know the price of wisdom.”
“Is
that sort of like what Grandpa Perkins means
when he says, ‘There ain’t no such thing as
a free lunch’?”
“Yes,
that’s an excellent analogy.
The price of wisdom is seeing a bigger
piece of truth than most of those around you
and, at times, feeling very strange because what
to you is obvious is literally invisible to
others.”
And
then, I ask,
“Are you the answer to my prayers for
someone wise to talk with?”
“Yes,
my lady, that I am.”
“Then
yes, weird or not, I choose to go on this
journey with you.”
“Good.
Just to be sure, I’ll ask you again
later. Right now I would like to hear the rest of your
story?”
“OK,”
I say.
“Then
sit down on the dock there and let’s have
it.”
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