Wanna Get Lucky?

By MGAL Expert Theresa Robbins

You probably already are, but don’t quite realize how lucky you really are.

Any time things went “wrong” my mom told me I had a little black cloud that followed me around. She basically labeled me “unlucky”. 

And I believed her. If there was a ball being tossed, I was sure to get hit in the face. The summer I was 15, I sat in gum three times. Three! 

For years, I saw myself through the lens of Un-lucky. When things didn’t work out, I blamed it on my unluckiness. Over time, I labeled myself as a victim of life’s circumstances doomed to a plethora of unlucky experiences.

Since then, however, I learned that we all create our own reality. Which means I am not unlucky unless I believe I am.

All those “unlucky” things didn’t happen because I was unlucky. It’s just that stuff happens (and I apparently needed a few lessons in being present).

So I changed my lens to the Lucky Lens. Over time that little black cloud dissipated into clear blue skies simply by viewing everything as an opportunity to learn and grow.

I knew I was on to something when my family and I were run off the freeway by semi. After the ordeal, we all stood on the side of the road laughing and high fiving each other. We were grateful to be alive and reveled in how lucky we were.

That’s when it hit me. Luck is simply another form of gratitude. It’s finding a way to frame your life in terms of how it’s working for you instead of against you. It’s appreciating down deep in your heart all that is.

Wanna get lucky?

You gotta feel lucky. To feel lucky you gotta feel gratitude for what’s coming your way. To feel gratitude you gotta switch up your perspective by seeing how things happen for you. That’s it. Really. Give it a try. Practice on something small.

Last week I had the carpets cleaned. Since then our puppies have yacked on them four times (so not normal). At first I was tempted to pull out my hair and scream “Why?!”

Then I switched up my perspective and decided those puppies have exquisite timing. The carpet guy happens to be scheduled to be back at my house on Friday to clean my tile. How’s that for lucky?