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Life is a strange thing. It does not obey rules. Life follows a current and the current is determined by our expectations.

If you leave my driveway and turn right, within a mile, you will come across the best example of a shack I have ever witnessed. There is little paint on the rotting, wooden siding. The roof is covered in ancient shingles that are all covered in a thick, green moss. Boards have holes and windows have clear plastic over them. It is rickety and you could say that it is literally falling in. There is an outbuilding that has already fallen in. People still live there though. You will know exactly which house I am referring to, for it is the very first house with a red-lettered sign that reads, “KEEP OUT!”

Almost across the road, there is a house which is worth 20 times more than the shack. It has been lovingly maintained with paint and newer fixtures. It’s brighter and “happier” and so much more inviting. Especially when you see the sign which reads, “WELCOME”.

I’ve kept a mental record of the “Welcome” and the “KEEP OUT” signs and there is a very distinct pattern. The inviting homes seem to invite prosperity and wellness, while the KEEP OUT homes seem to have a force field around them and that force field keeps out every good thing as surely as the bad elements the owner’s fear.

It seems we create a flow with the right attitude about everything. It is not reasonable to be hopeful about your garden and nasty to your trees. The garden sees how you are with trees and it will always withhold its fruits. If you do not believe this, then you have not been examining your life very well. This idea does not just apply to gardens. If you post keep-out signs around potential charity, the fortune you could be making will notice and withdraw.

So, have I met those people who make a lot of money and still have nasty attitudes? Yes, of course I have. Does this impact my opinion? Not at all; because the very end result everyone truly desires will always be joy. Joy could be defined as contentment or even satisfaction.  

The people who treat other people badly and still seem successful are never filled with what they’d truly love to have; and that is JOY.

This applies to the young and the old. If you’ll watch a bully, you’ll probably see them gaining in certain areas, but never being happy with any kind of gain. That’s an extreme example, but it is always the truth.

While my mother was giving birth to me, a nurse sang in the next room. The song? Church in the Wildwood. A brief summary of the song's origin follows. 

The story is more about the vivid imagination of Bill Pitts than anything else. Once, on a train which stopped briefly in Bradford Iowa, Pitts had some time to walk around. He came to a clearing and imagined a church there. He wrote a song about his imaginary church and it became an instant classic. So the way it all began seems natural enough. Except when Pitts returned to the area, years later, there actually was a church there and it actually fit the description in his song. The song was sang at that church, during its dedication, in 1864, 100 years before I was born; one hundred years before the nurse sang it so my mother could hear it while I was being born.

I’ve worked my way back to this idea . Pitts imagined the church and developed that Akashic flow so that the church had no choice but to appear.