We’re Off to See the Wizard!
There is a scene in The Wizard of Oz where I’d really like to slap Wendy, the “Good” Witch. It’s the last scene of Dorothy in Oz. Poor Dorothy has gone through all the trials and terrors of her journey through Oz only to find out the Wizard of Oz is a fraud and all her friends are up the creek without a paddle, or in this case, a brain, a heart, and courage and that she can’t get back home to Kansas. She’s distraught with this information, especially since she’s been through hell and back to find this so-called Wonderful Wizard. Little Dorothy is just about to throw her hands up in the air and say, “Well, to hell with it, guys. I guess I’m staying,” when up steps Ms. Wendy the Good Witch to tell Dorothy she’s had the power to go back home all along simply by clicking together her ruby-slipper-clad heels.
“Why didn’t you tell me before?” asked the bewildered, exhausted Dorothy, to which Wendy the Good Witch replies, “You wouldn’t have believed me.”
Now I don’t know about you, but right about that point, I’d have been very tempted to smack Ms. Good Witch upside the head and ask “Why didn’t you try me, you goody-two shoes control freak? I might have believed you had I been given the opportunity!”
Sometimes that’s exactly the way I feel about Law of Attraction. If only I’d known about this powerful Law when I was younger I could have made my life so much better! I could have skipped so many trials and tribulations and gone directly to what I desired for my life. I would have GLADLY believed anyone who’d told me about it, or at least I’d have tried to believe them. Because Law of Attraction is far more logical than any traditional religious path and the evidence for it’s effectiveness is everywhere. Like Dorothy likely would have tried clicking her heels together to get home if she’d been given the knowledge—because hey, what’s the worst that could happen, scuff marks?—I’d have at least tried the principles and would have been rewarded with at least some evidence of it’s effectiveness early in my life.
But there is no Wendy the Good Witch for me to slap around and my experiences are a reflection of my own consciousness, not Wendy’s or anyone else’s. I can’t go back and change what was—and there is no power in doing that anyway. My power is now. What I can do with that power is to share what I know because I love sharing it. Unlike Wendy, I know that my sharing will attract those who seek this information in exactly the way I offer it. And unlike Dorothy, we can all experience the joy of learning that we had the power to create our desires all along—even without ruby slippers.
