The other day I decided I was the luckiest person in the world.
I decided I was the luckiest person in the world, because “the” world is just my world, and your world is yours. I hope you’re the luckiest person in the world, your world, too, because you deserve to be.
When I decided this, I began to affirm it, in writing, in saying, in thoughts and self-talk throughout the day. I almost dropped that—caught it. Lucky. The light turned green. Lucky. That meeting got moved. Lucky!
There’s science around how and why things like this work: It’s related to our Reticular Activating System, which layers between the conscious and subconscious and decides what gets through to us, and what gets filtered out. (More here from Entrepreneur.) When I started to think of myself as lucky, I pressed play on the little program that generated all the proof I needed to believe that. And in that process and proof, perception becomes reality.
It’s been such a fun way to play, and to reframe my days. So, wishing a wonderful day to the luckiest person in the world. You, me and all of us.