All The World’s A Stage

Day 21

“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts.”

– Shakespeare, As You Like It

Hoʻoponopono. That was the thought that popped into my head before I fell asleep last night.

Ho what now?

Hoʻoponopono. It’s an ancient Hawaiian healing system. It’s based on the belief that the world is inside you, that your external world is simply a mirror of what you hold inside, and that it is your responsibility to fix everything in your consciousness from the inside out. You have to clean yourself from the inside. How do you clean yourself? Four little sentences:

I love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you.

I first heard about Hoʻoponopono 4 years ago when a friend told me an incredible story about an Hawaiian psychologist who helped to heal an entire ward of mentally ill criminals, without ever seeing any of them professionally. Intrigued, I read about Dr. Hew Len’s journey into healing himself, and subsequently healing the patients at the Hawaii State Hospital in Joe Vitale’s Zero Limits.

For the last couple of days, I’ve had it in my mind that for whatever reason, people weren’t going to ‘like’, share or comment on my blog posts. Apparently, if you put yourself on a social media forum where your audience can ‘like’, share and comment on your online activity, you will inevitably notice and desire that your audience ‘like’, share and comment on your online activity. Interestingly, from the statistics, I can see that my site is generating traffic, but I’m not getting too many likes, shares or comments.

I wonder why. Hmm. Could it be my thoughts perhaps?

As soon as I became conscious of my thoughts, it was clear to me that the universe was simply reflecting back my own thoughts. I am the director, the screen writer and the producer of my own life. The actors simply show up and play the role I’ve written for them to play.

Rewrite the script Rajni. Think positive thoughts.

So yesterday, not only did I change my negative thought about people participating in my journey to a positive one, but I reminded myself that I was doing this because it makes me happy. I firmly believe that when you do what you love and are passionate about it, it will bring its own rewards in whatever form they are meant to come.

I love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you.

They will hit the like button. They will follow your blog. They will comment. <Insert Jedi mind trick here>.  Hopefully I am inspiring others to embrace their own journey, if not, that’s ok too. I love what I’m doing. It makes me happy. Isn’t that what I set out to do? To embrace my own journey?

As I began to write today’s post, I got sidetracked by my twitter dinging like crazy. I was gaining new followers very rapidly, and I noticed I was getting close to 300 shares on a post from a couple of days ago! Follow you, they must. Share it, they will.

I decided to stop what I was doing and take the time to express my gratitude.

Gratitude is the secret ingredient that will take your life from ordinary to extraordinary. Always. Period.

I wrote a personal message to 50 some people to say thank you for following me. And by the time I was done, I had gained about 5 more followers – in about 30 minutes.

Consequently, this post just wrote itself. My positive thoughts led to gratitude, which led to inspired action and more gratitude, which ultimately led to the manifestation of the very desire that I was focused on, in just a few hours.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

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