I just had a drink with a really old friend. In truth she is one of my best friends, but we don't ring each other enough anymore.
She has a hedge husband (minted spouse who runs prolific financial anomaly to do with hedges) and 2 kids, whereas I have drunkards for friends. She leads a fulfilled, sophisticated life. I lurch from one session to the next.
We've all been there.
Actually she made me feel a bit guilty about taking such an anti marriage stance in my book (i believe it is madness to get married before you are 30. Whichever way i look at it doesnt wash!)...
But it was the best conversation I had had in ages.
At first, when she asked me what I was doing, I told her all about the documentary I was making last year and that it was just coming to and end and she nodded and nodded. She already new about the documentary and she new from our other mutual best friend that it was coming to an end. She probably wanted to check I was ok and see if I needed support. So she kept asking me how I was and what was going on.
So I sat there watching myself talk, and then I realised that I wasn't talking about my book, which is all I do all day every day, because I have a paranoia about people thinking 'a book is nothing before it is published', and also saying it at cocktail parties. And because her hedge husband has always represented something intimidating to me - basically a gargantuan financial harvest.
And then I realised everything i was worrying about was bullshit.
A book is at it's most powerful and awesome before it is published. Or rather, before a publisher or critic has butchered it. And my best friend doesn't care one way or another about my finances (or lack of).
She just cares about me.
And I thought 'fuck it'. And told her all about my book - about how it all came from therapy and how everybody seems to have therapy nowadays and about how it is making the world a better place.
And about how I am conjuring a publisher from thin air.
She thinks it will be a best seller. A worldwide, massive best seller. Cue our fantastically brilliant, wonderful conversation.
Do what you love, talk about it like it's already happened and then watch it manifest.
And above all - trust your friends. It feels good.
Writing time: 6 hours
Manifestation: 96%
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Wednesday, 28 February 2007
Monday, 26 February 2007
Day 6 - testing the laws of attraction
Watched The Secret again last night, after seeing that Oprah's US show featured it last week. Oprah loves it. But I woke this morning to see that Newsweek has printed a fairly cynical review of the film...
I guess all publicity is good publicity, but why take a stand against it without trying it for yourself first, as Newsweek's reporters clearly hadn't? Why not just do what I am doing and then form an opinion?
Instead they rely on people like psychologist John Norcross, a professor at the University of Scranton who is an authority on self-help books, who says: "It's pseudoscientific, psychospiritual babble," says Norcross. "We find about 10 percent of self-help books are rated by mental-health professionals as damaging."
Thanks for your overwhelming negativity, John! I wonder what Norcross's life is like? Distinctly lacking in attraction, I would wager. I wish him all the best though and will try and get a copy of The Secret to him.
Anyway, I'm going to contact Newsweek and let them have a piece of Manifesting Jack.
I believe The Secret's ultimate message is to 'feel good'. Feel good and you become more attractive and then you get what you want. All the exercises therein are designed to promote this one thing - be grateful, smile more, do what is necessary, put people first, ask believe receive... and above all believe in yourself.
What's so bad about these directives?
Newsweek sucks, Oprah rocks.
Yesterday best writing day yet.
Large scale argument on Skype with parents in the morning about what the hell I was doing with my life triggered an avalanche of creativity. Thank god they are half a world away. It was one of those days when you feel so good about what you are doing that you actually need to go for a walk to calm down.
Today I begin a 30 day bikram yoga challege. In that time I am hoping to get a decent manuscript together to show my publisher, who according to 'The Secret' should be just around the corner.
If I keep up yesterday's pace manifestation is a certainty.
How do I know? Because I can feel it.
Writing time: 8 hours
Manifestation: 100%
I guess all publicity is good publicity, but why take a stand against it without trying it for yourself first, as Newsweek's reporters clearly hadn't? Why not just do what I am doing and then form an opinion?
Instead they rely on people like psychologist John Norcross, a professor at the University of Scranton who is an authority on self-help books, who says: "It's pseudoscientific, psychospiritual babble," says Norcross. "We find about 10 percent of self-help books are rated by mental-health professionals as damaging."
Thanks for your overwhelming negativity, John! I wonder what Norcross's life is like? Distinctly lacking in attraction, I would wager. I wish him all the best though and will try and get a copy of The Secret to him.
Anyway, I'm going to contact Newsweek and let them have a piece of Manifesting Jack.
I believe The Secret's ultimate message is to 'feel good'. Feel good and you become more attractive and then you get what you want. All the exercises therein are designed to promote this one thing - be grateful, smile more, do what is necessary, put people first, ask believe receive... and above all believe in yourself.
What's so bad about these directives?
Newsweek sucks, Oprah rocks.
Yesterday best writing day yet.
Large scale argument on Skype with parents in the morning about what the hell I was doing with my life triggered an avalanche of creativity. Thank god they are half a world away. It was one of those days when you feel so good about what you are doing that you actually need to go for a walk to calm down.
Today I begin a 30 day bikram yoga challege. In that time I am hoping to get a decent manuscript together to show my publisher, who according to 'The Secret' should be just around the corner.
If I keep up yesterday's pace manifestation is a certainty.
How do I know? Because I can feel it.
Writing time: 8 hours
Manifestation: 100%
Saturday, 24 February 2007
Day 4 - cocktails and manifestation
Fell massively off the rails.
Interesting, beautiful people the culprit.
Actually... I am the culprit. All this recent good behaviour was far too much for me. Feeling so clean and healthy, largely due to my bikram infused lifestyle and alcohol free schedule, I let go of the controls, switched on the afterburners and left everyone for dead.
Not for a while have I been so drunk.
Yes, a friday overflowing with potential and opportunity dissapeared into the ether. But a truly beautiful afternoon in the Mandarin Oriental (the world's most expensive cocktail bar - the spiced pear belinis are £13.50!) yielded many benefits... one of my drinking partners said she knows not one, but five publishers!!! In the heady aftermath of our cocktail consumption i do wander whether or not she will be keen to put me in front of them...
Still, the work will speak for itself. Manifestation will occur in the only way it knows how - the way it is supposed to.
It may happen sooner than we all thought it would - way before May 5. MUST WRITE HARDER.
The latter part of the evening is sadly lost in an alcoholic mist... God only knows if i managed to demanifest my earlier progress. I will piece it together.
Sadly the weekend shows no sign of letting up - various people are in town including best friend and two sets of americans and they need entertaining.
My head hurts but life is beautiful.
Writing time: I told you before I can't write when i'm hungover.
Manifestation rating: 100% (in the zone)
Interesting, beautiful people the culprit.
Actually... I am the culprit. All this recent good behaviour was far too much for me. Feeling so clean and healthy, largely due to my bikram infused lifestyle and alcohol free schedule, I let go of the controls, switched on the afterburners and left everyone for dead.
Not for a while have I been so drunk.
Yes, a friday overflowing with potential and opportunity dissapeared into the ether. But a truly beautiful afternoon in the Mandarin Oriental (the world's most expensive cocktail bar - the spiced pear belinis are £13.50!) yielded many benefits... one of my drinking partners said she knows not one, but five publishers!!! In the heady aftermath of our cocktail consumption i do wander whether or not she will be keen to put me in front of them...
Still, the work will speak for itself. Manifestation will occur in the only way it knows how - the way it is supposed to.
It may happen sooner than we all thought it would - way before May 5. MUST WRITE HARDER.
The latter part of the evening is sadly lost in an alcoholic mist... God only knows if i managed to demanifest my earlier progress. I will piece it together.
Sadly the weekend shows no sign of letting up - various people are in town including best friend and two sets of americans and they need entertaining.
My head hurts but life is beautiful.
Writing time: I told you before I can't write when i'm hungover.
Manifestation rating: 100% (in the zone)
Wednesday, 21 February 2007
Day 1 - thinking up my future
‘You create your own universe as you go along’ Winston Churchill.
Or how about: ‘My own universe is exactly, whatever I think it is’.
This blog will chronicle the manifestation of a new chapter in my life over the next 8-10 weeks. I am going to make something happen in that time that is seemingly totally out of my control.
I am going to perform this feat purely through thinking positively and feeling good. (Note to self: this will entail never being drunk, hungover or indeed spending any time whatsoever on mind bending substances).
Seriously though: We all know about films like The Illusionist and The Prestige. Now get ready for The Manifestor… or is that The Manifestationist? Either way the role and the script will be coveted by Hollywood’s elite before long.
As you may know I’ve been writing a book for quite some time. It’s called ‘How To Survive Your 20’s In One Piece... by someone who just has’. It’s an A-Z of all the things you will come across, good and bad, in your 20’s, wrapped around a semi autobiographical narrative. I offer advice, but only to my younger sister, Violet, who is 22. (She finds this whole thing acutely embarrassing and wishes I would shut up, but being 22 she doesn’t know shit and she needs my advice).
As an aspiring writer of books the doomsday scenario of never being published has, in the past, weighed heavily on my mind. But no longer will I wallow in self doubt. I am about to lay out some pretty big hairy assed claims… And back them up.
Here’s a tiny bit of background:
Having undertaken quite a lot of ‘self’ stuff in the past year or so (way, way overdue self stuff), I have had some extraordinary results in my life as a consequence. Most of what I have been doing is about mastering my thoughts, and harnessing the power of positive thinking. It’s all based around thinking and believing that you are capable of fulfilling your dreams… and then fulfilling them. (I can hear you sniggering at the back... laughing at other people’s therapy is so provincial… so nineties).
It has worked in so many ways… it’s actually quite freaky. At first it was just little differences everywhere. Busses and minicabs appeared when I needed them. Creditors became friendly and more patient when I asked for more time. Girls want to sleep with me for the first time in ages – sober girls. Old flames want to re connect (As if!).
And then other, not so little things – I can sense love is just around the corner – I just know it. My writing comes easily. I am 100% happier. I am making money out of property. Proper big style life improvements which make me insufferably positive and happy to be around. Certain people, in their pathetic vacuum of delusional security or inherited riches, murmur quietly at their desks that I am on a road to nowhere. But you should see the smile on my face in my 11am bikram class, surrounded by sweating, distorted, leotard clad fashionistas. Ear to ear baby!
I digress.
What I am saying is that by mastering my thoughts, I am truly mastering my life.
The theory (which i now live my life by) implies that that the law of attraction (a basic law of physics like the law of gravity or other), will deliver whatever I want, purely through the power of positive thought. I have decided to make my book happen, purely through thinking about and feeling its manifestation.
In short, I am going to manifest something right before your eyes.
Can we just make things happen? That would be an emphatic yes. I have started to do it every day. In fact I suddenly realise that I’ve been doing it for years (I once manifested an entire bar and nightclub, all of my own - someone quite literally gave them to me on a plate). But I’ve never decided to prove it publicly… before now. I am about to manifest something right before your eyes, online, before May 5 2007.
It has to be before May 5 – that is the deadline. That is when I turn 30 and I am no longer a 20something. The whole point of the book is that it is published on or around my thirtieth birthday, when I have just survived my twenties and all my experiences are fresh and relevant. And while I still have a full head of hair. Every male member of my family as far back as one can trace (which is not very far) began balding at 30. But more on baldness – and all the other highlights of being a 20something – later.
Purely through the power of thought, belief and visualisation (admittedly assisted by the internet) I am going to manifest a publisher to take my book to market, and turn it into a best seller.
The law of attraction dictates that this absolutely will happen, as you are my witness.
All you sceptics: prepare to feel belittled.
Everyone else: prepare to be amazed.
Writing time: 9 hours
Manifestation rating (the level to which I am thinking and visualising my book being a best seller): 100%
Or how about: ‘My own universe is exactly, whatever I think it is’.
This blog will chronicle the manifestation of a new chapter in my life over the next 8-10 weeks. I am going to make something happen in that time that is seemingly totally out of my control.
I am going to perform this feat purely through thinking positively and feeling good. (Note to self: this will entail never being drunk, hungover or indeed spending any time whatsoever on mind bending substances).
Seriously though: We all know about films like The Illusionist and The Prestige. Now get ready for The Manifestor… or is that The Manifestationist? Either way the role and the script will be coveted by Hollywood’s elite before long.
As you may know I’ve been writing a book for quite some time. It’s called ‘How To Survive Your 20’s In One Piece... by someone who just has’. It’s an A-Z of all the things you will come across, good and bad, in your 20’s, wrapped around a semi autobiographical narrative. I offer advice, but only to my younger sister, Violet, who is 22. (She finds this whole thing acutely embarrassing and wishes I would shut up, but being 22 she doesn’t know shit and she needs my advice).
As an aspiring writer of books the doomsday scenario of never being published has, in the past, weighed heavily on my mind. But no longer will I wallow in self doubt. I am about to lay out some pretty big hairy assed claims… And back them up.
Here’s a tiny bit of background:
Having undertaken quite a lot of ‘self’ stuff in the past year or so (way, way overdue self stuff), I have had some extraordinary results in my life as a consequence. Most of what I have been doing is about mastering my thoughts, and harnessing the power of positive thinking. It’s all based around thinking and believing that you are capable of fulfilling your dreams… and then fulfilling them. (I can hear you sniggering at the back... laughing at other people’s therapy is so provincial… so nineties).
It has worked in so many ways… it’s actually quite freaky. At first it was just little differences everywhere. Busses and minicabs appeared when I needed them. Creditors became friendly and more patient when I asked for more time. Girls want to sleep with me for the first time in ages – sober girls. Old flames want to re connect (As if!).
And then other, not so little things – I can sense love is just around the corner – I just know it. My writing comes easily. I am 100% happier. I am making money out of property. Proper big style life improvements which make me insufferably positive and happy to be around. Certain people, in their pathetic vacuum of delusional security or inherited riches, murmur quietly at their desks that I am on a road to nowhere. But you should see the smile on my face in my 11am bikram class, surrounded by sweating, distorted, leotard clad fashionistas. Ear to ear baby!
I digress.
What I am saying is that by mastering my thoughts, I am truly mastering my life.
The theory (which i now live my life by) implies that that the law of attraction (a basic law of physics like the law of gravity or other), will deliver whatever I want, purely through the power of positive thought. I have decided to make my book happen, purely through thinking about and feeling its manifestation.
In short, I am going to manifest something right before your eyes.
Can we just make things happen? That would be an emphatic yes. I have started to do it every day. In fact I suddenly realise that I’ve been doing it for years (I once manifested an entire bar and nightclub, all of my own - someone quite literally gave them to me on a plate). But I’ve never decided to prove it publicly… before now. I am about to manifest something right before your eyes, online, before May 5 2007.
It has to be before May 5 – that is the deadline. That is when I turn 30 and I am no longer a 20something. The whole point of the book is that it is published on or around my thirtieth birthday, when I have just survived my twenties and all my experiences are fresh and relevant. And while I still have a full head of hair. Every male member of my family as far back as one can trace (which is not very far) began balding at 30. But more on baldness – and all the other highlights of being a 20something – later.
Purely through the power of thought, belief and visualisation (admittedly assisted by the internet) I am going to manifest a publisher to take my book to market, and turn it into a best seller.
The law of attraction dictates that this absolutely will happen, as you are my witness.
All you sceptics: prepare to feel belittled.
Everyone else: prepare to be amazed.
Writing time: 9 hours
Manifestation rating (the level to which I am thinking and visualising my book being a best seller): 100%
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