It always happens; this is a statement that is quite
common but powerful which really makes things happen. So long as these
things are exciting positive events, I shout, WOW! However, when things
happen which are not satisfying, I ask myself, WHY?
I am standing at the check-out in
MICHELS, a well-known art-store in San Diego. Before me in line an
elderly lady is busily collecting her merchandise from her shopping
cart. Among her precious goodies emerge a dozen colorful reproductions
of spring flowers, each one looking so real and beautiful. I wonder what
she intends to do with these lovely ornaments just before Easter.
Cracking the egg of inquisitiveness I ask her straight out what she will
do with these lifelike flowers. With but a fleeting glance--still busy
at the cashier--she casually answers: "These flowers I put them in the
I waited with bated breath before I
speak. She begrudgingly moans: "After two days my flowers are stolen;
thatís what always happens. Thatís what always happens!"
Oh yes, habit--I think to myself!
The habit of using certain words in connection with repeating unhappy
events: it always happens! Naturally these statements
bring forth a cause not at all advantageous. Words that limit me that I
personally have cancelled from my vocabulary:
Again and again,
All the time,
Not at all,
And their synonyms!
These simple powerful expressions
result in a negative outcome and create a dilemma. By choice I
have taken control of these habits that manipulate me.
After the lady musingly leaves the
store, lugging away her pretty flowers, I see her return right to me!
Maybe she caught my thoughts and now is ready to hear them, I think to
myself. Without any special reason she stops in front of me still cranky
"You know, for years I put flowers
on my husbandís tomb. It is really so sad. They always disappear
after a day or two.
I urgently want to give an answer.
My intuition bursts words out from my heart: "Of course this happens
always, my dear lady, because you make it happen by affirming:
It always happens."
Her penetrating dark brown eyes
stare at me as if she is staggered and dizzy. I obviously talked to her
in riddles which her next question confirms.
"What did you say, I make this
happen? No away," she protests, still holding her shopping basket
filled with her precious flower in her arm. "You see," she points to her
flowers, "I buy these flowers, because I enjoy seeing them on the grave.
They look so pretty!"
"Yes, they sure look pretty and show
a lot of love and respect to your husband," I concur.
"Would you like to accept a little
suggestion from me," I chuckled explaining to her: "Thoughts as well as
words have tremendous power. They are causes we each put into motion for
our life and they become real to us. They manifest because the law of
cause and effect lets it happen, it lets it happen by the power of our
individual belief. It always happens has an enormous pressure on our
thinking; it is like a focused command shouted out into the universe.
And of course it happens."
My flower lady listens attentively
gazing at me obsequiously, while heaving a long sigh; yet ready to
accept my caring words! A warm smile enlightens her wrinkled sun tanned
face as she opens her intrinsic wisdom to the magic of a new
"Just to make it clear," I gently
repeat: "It always happens is a thought, a cause which lets it
happen--whatever positive or negative idea you add to it. As you now go
to the cemetery and arrange these flowers lovingly in memory of your
husband, you surround each flower with your pure white light of love
knowing that they are there for your sweetheart and no one else even
sees them. They are from you to him and this is what now happens for
"Thank you very much; thank you,"
she gratefully shakes my hands. However I cannot do other than take her
in my arms, give her a big hug confirming our new cause:
It Is Done
According To My Belief!
-Dr Ellen Jermini