Failure is never “the end,” and neither it is indeed “failure” the way our mind may perceive it. We are generally our own worst enemies and are – I am willing to bet – doing a lot more RIGHT than we are wrong.
Even when we falter and don’t reach the end we *think* is the correct one, there is a strong possibility that we are headed for a great success (part of a larger tapestry we aren’t always aware of.)
In missing the mark we learn a great deal, and for many of us those lessons stay top of mind. Take what you see as a “failure” and focus on the good – what you have learned, and what you steered away from, may well have you rerouted for greatness.
I always loved these wise and beautiful words…
For those for whom magic is a part of life, we understand the power of what we speak…and therefore what might be heard. No matter the circumstance, take care with the words you choose…whether in speaking to others, to the powers that be, or to oneself.
They sometimes say “expectation is the root of heartache,” which I dare say can be a self-fulfilling truth.
Expecting the best takes a lot of practice. It takes reminders many multiple times a day… But after a time, it becomes more of a habit than it is not, and that’s when the magic starts to unfold. . .
For posts along this topic:
What If, As If, Even If
AS IF – The Key To Magic And Manifesting (Yes, Really!)
We must – no matter how challenging in the face of the adversary – choose peace and respect in place of anger and fists. It is in choosing this path that we rise above to a higher vibration to reap the rewards of magic and miracles. We needn’t ever stoop to the low levels of those who wish us ill for, if we do, we are neither better than they, nor better off…but rather left wallowing in the same poisonous misery they wish to spread.
To conquer with peace is, in fact, the brighter end for us, and the darker for them…
We always have a choice.
A long-time friend of mine recently posted this and it gave me quite a smile. Not only because I had the fortune to have been raised with the same principles (and family and friends who also observed them), but because those dearest to me inherently abide by every single item mentioned.
The distinction of “gentleman” isn’t awarded lightly (the word itself is imbued with class, grace, poise, and dignity – aspects that are rarer, perhaps, than they should be, and that take true allegiance to be sincere.) It is a way of life whereby one upholds oneself to a rather exacting set of morals and values on a daily basis…ones we would all do well to maintain.
These – kindness, respect, common decency etc. – needn’t, therefore, be relegated to one sex above another…but remain an aspiration for us all.