The other night, a friend asked me what I think of the power of positive thinking.
Normally, this question is very polarizing for me. I associate the Law of Attraction—as it’s called in California parlance—with the asinine self-help book The Secret and inane ¡positivity! and people who believe that by merely thinking about something, one can make it happen, sort of like a disturbed protagonist in a Stephen King novel.
But when asked about the Law of Attraction the other night, I felt open-minded. Probably because of the person asking the question and his complete lack of a bossy agenda.
The truth is, I do not believe one can control one’s destiny with positive thinking. I don’t believe that squeezing out all negative thoughts and emotions is productive, healthy or, frankly, sane. I am a half-assed Buddhist: I believe in accepting life just as it is.
But, to be fair, I also believe in this timeless quote by William Hutchison Murray. I believe in it in the way that I believe in following one’s heart, and one’s gut, and throwing oneself into something even if it is not logical or smart or bound to work, given all past experiences, just because one’s intuition says so. And when this happens—when one fully commits with heart and soul—I do believe that providence moves too.