I admit it: I’m a big fan of the Law of Attraction. It’s become one of the focal points of my life and of my coaching and teaching practice. However, I’ve discovered that there is one drawback to the Law of Attraction: It takes all the fun out of complaining! Once you understand the basic principles of the Law of Attraction you know that whenever you complain, you’re in the process of attracting more of exactly what you’re whimpering about.

Here’s a case in point. This past weekend, my friend and I stopped by a little diner on the way back from our hike out on the coast. I ordered a simple brunch of eggs, potatoes and a biscuit. He opted for the BLT. All was good until we began talking about a dinner we had a few weeks ago at a local restaurant.

“Can you believe their prices?” I whined.

“Nope.” He replied.

“I mean, $18.50 for a personal pizza? What are they thinking?”

“What are all the people thinking that eat there?” He said. “That’s what I want to know.”
“Yeah. I mean it’s not even outrageously great food.” I said. “Good, yeah, but not great. Not $18.50 for a pizza with no leftovers great!”

And on it went for a few minutes until I caught myself, realized what I was doing, and said, “We’re screwed Mike.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well we’re both students of the Law of Attraction and here we are moaning about all the stuff we didn’t like at that restaurant. And as we both know, that means that we’re sending out big vibrational signals to the Universe saying, ‘look, we’re saying we don’t like all this stuff we’re talking about, but really what we’re saying is that we just can’t get enough of it. So please send us more!”

“Oh man, you’re right.” He said.

So we began focusing on all the things that we liked about dining out, but, alas, it was too late. Just then, the waitress brought my plate out, and I could tell, right away, that the potatoes were undercooked. They were milky white in color, with that glean of oil that has not been cooked off. There was no sign of the crispy crunchies on the outside that I like so much. Poking my fork into one of them confirmed my worst fears. They were hard on the inside. I enjoy most of my veggies a bit undercooked, I like my broccoli to bite back a bit, but not potatoes. Crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside. That’s how I like them. And these definitely were not!

My friend, who happens to be a professional chef, was somewhat less deprecating of their efforts, but nonetheless acknowledged the al dent