May 24, 2011

A Problem with The Law of Attraction

By Saskia Roell


Sometimes it's just plain humorous to see how the Universe gives you precisely what you ask for.

After four years of cleaning our big Victorian house by myself, I wanted a cleaning lady. Would I find someone who matched my expectations?

My past experiences in Holland with cleaning ladies made me believe that even if I found someone, she'd probably have some unacceptable flaws that I couldn't fix. At the same time, I knew that unless I gave up my preconceived idea about this, I'd attract exactly what I believed.

Let me take you back in time so you can see how The Law of Attraction reflects our beliefs without delay.

Looking at the mess one in Holland one morning, I burst out, "I'll find a cleaning lady today." My desire is sincere, and the Universe answers to my request meticulously.

That day, I find a cleaning lady. However, I forget to state that I want a cleaning lady with cleaning qualities. I get what I ask for: a cleaning lady without cleaning qualities. Anita loves her job as a cleaning lady in my house. Of course she does. All of Anita's problems come to the coffee table as she explains why she can't be helped.

She gets a free half-hour of therapy during coffee break (in Holland, you have to sit with your cleaning lady and drink coffee), and she can even bring her noisy child, who's allowed to ride a bike in my living room.

Typically, I clean alongside Anita. But after a while, I begin to hide in my bedroom in order to avoid her erratic energy. I find myself anxiously anticipating Thursday mornings when she and her clamorous child enter our sacred castle.

Anita doesn't last long with us. She cancels five times in succession], and then justifies with a story about her cat jumping into a pan on the stove, and how she burned herself and broke her arm trying to save it. I know it is past time to locate someone else.

This time I ask the Universe to give me a cleaning lady to whom I don't have to give therapy. No kids allowed, either, during cleaning hours. I get what I ask for. Myra follows Anita. She doesn't bring her kid, but she's a pregnant lady from Morocco who's expecting her sixth child.

It's obvious that she isn't the the most spotless cleaning lady out there, but she doesn't want a therapy session over coffee, either. She hardly speaks a word of Dutch. It's convenient and awkward at the same time. Sign language works well between us. We spend a lot of time smiling at each other. I'm happy.

I do almost anything for her convenience, and often yield to her unusual desires. I'm willing to pick her up and drop her off at house because she can't ride a bike with her long robe, and she doesn't own a car. When Myra is seven months' pregnant, she can no longer come to clean. I agree it's time for both of us to move on.

I've been taught my lesson at this point, and I pledge to myself that I will state my intent very clearly the next time I put out my request for a cleaning lady. This time I pray for a combination of no therapy, no talking, and good cleaning skills.

Little did I know that the last two words of my intent would backfire on me. (Why did I ask for no talking?) We should careful what we wish for! Keep reading...

It takes years to get back my courage to resume the search for a new cleaning lady, but after four years of cleaning our big, old Victorian house in the States, I again put out my request to the Universe.

Three days later my prayers are answered, and my life changes when Nina walks into my house. I'm amazed at how good she is. She cleans the house like a fairy with her magic wand. I love her dearly, but Nina doesn't speak English. Even sign language is not in her repertoire. She gets utterly confused if I try. Therefore, the house is cleaned in "her way." And that's okay.

To give you an idea about the accuracy of the Law of Attraction, every Thursday morning (for the first three months) when Nina arrived at 8:00 AM in our home, I welcomed her with "Good morning." She answered back: "Good night." Do I need to say more?




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