There is no "secret" that will bring us to anything that we do not earn
through the willingness to live up to the version of self to which that thing corresponds,
and moreover, to live up to it for its own sake.
Conscious creating, it turns out, is an act of love,
an act of giving the self to the ideal
rather than trying to get things from the world.
We cannot escape the assumptions of our own consciousness.
When the creative moment is entered into lovingly r
ather than for some desired effect,
then and only then are we operating
at the level of cause.
This means that it isn't enough for us to visualize and such.
We have to become the thing we want,
until all experience of lack has vanished
in the joy of our having come home
to our ideal.
Then, as far as we're concerned, the world can come along or not.
And the one who practices this way will discover a great secret indeed.
