Sometimes it’s just plain funny to see how the Universe gives you exactly 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’s go back in time to show you how The Law of Attraction mirrors our beliefs without delay. Looking at the mess one morning in Holland, I exclaimed out loud, “Today I’ll find a cleaning lady.” My desire is heartfelt, and I’m amazed at how quickly and accurately the Universe responds to my request.
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 gives me her explanation about 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 ladies and drink coffee), and she can even bring her noisy child, who’s allowed to bike in my living room.
Usually, I clean along with Anita. But after a while, I start to hide in my bedroom in order to escape her erratic energy. I find myself dreading Thursday mornings when she and her screaming daughter enter our sacred castle.
Anita doesn’t last long. She cancels five times in a row, and then tells me her cat jumped in a pan on the stove, she burned herself, and broke her arm while saving the cat. I know the time has come to look for 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 clear that she doesn’t win the prize for being the cleanest cleaning lady, but she doesn’t want to sit down for coffee and want therapy either.
She hardly speaks a word of Dutch. It’s awkward and convenient at the same time. Sign language works well. We smile a lot at each other. I’m happy.
I do anything for her convenience, and often give in to her unusual requests. I even pick her up and drive her back home because she can’t bike with her long robe, and she doesn’t have a car.
When Myra is seven months’ pregnant, she can’t come anymore, and I agree. Again, it’s time to move on for both of us. By now I’ve learned my lesson, and I vow to myself that the next time I put out my request for a cleaning lady, I’ll make sure I state my intent very clearly. This time I pray for a combination of good cleaning qualities, no therapy, and no talking.
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 be careful what we wish for! Keep reading . . .
It takes me years to regain the courage to begin again with a new cleaning lady, but after four years of cleaning our old, big Victorian home in America, I put out my request to the Universe again. 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 8am in our home, I welcomed her with, “good morning.” She answered back, “good night.”Do I need to say more?