SARA, BOOK 2 (14 page)

CHAPTER
27

Life Is Wonderful

S
ara waited in the tree house for Seth and Solomon. She felt uncomfortable. It was unusual not to have crossed paths with Seth
at school, and she wondered if maybe he hadn’t been there today.

“Where is everybody?” Sara impatiently spoke out loud. This felt weird.

Sara had left her book bag at the foot of the tree, and she thought about climbing down and bringing it back up. But she really
felt too fitful to do any reading or homework. Something was wrong; she could just feel it.

Solomon glided in softly and landed on the platform with Sara. Before he could offer his usual “Isn’t this a beautiful day?”
Sara blurted, “Solomon, where’s Seth?”

He’ll be along soon. I suspect that he has had a rather
interesting day.

“Is something wrong?”

Are things usually wrong when they are interesting?

“Well, no, but I don’t think he came to school today. At least, I didn’t see him all day.”

Are things usually wrong when they are different
from usual? Is it possible that things could be different
and still be all right?

There was logic in what Solomon was saying, but Sara felt uneasy. While it was true that she hadn’t known Seth very long,
he had shown some rather stable patterns, and Sara had become comfortable with his predictable patterns of behavior.

Seth burst through the trees and began climbing up the ladder.

“Oh, good,” Sara said quietly. “Solomon, don’t tell him I was worried, okay?” She felt silly for worrying.

Your secret is safe with me. However, the
Law of
Attraction
is not so good at keeping secrets.

Sara looked at Solomon, wishing she could ask what he meant by that, but Seth had bounded up onto the platform.

“Hi, guys, what’s up?”

“Nothing much,” Sara answered, trying to appear calm and cool. “Just waiting for you.”

“Oh, sorry,” Seth said.

Sara waited for some explanation about where he had been.

Seth fidgeted with a twig, cleaning leaves from the cracks in the platform. He seemed intensely involved in it and didn’t
look up.

Something is wrong,
Sara thought.

I’ll be right back,
Solomon said, flying out of the tree house and out over the river. Sara and Seth stood up, watching Solomon.
This is weird,
Sara thought.
What’s going on around here?

Solomon swooped down and took the heavy rope in his beak and flew the rope back up to the platform. And what happened next
left Sara and Seth standing in amazement with their mouths hanging open: Holding tightly to the rope with his claws, Solomon
jumped off the platform and swung way out across the river as Sara and Seth had done hundreds of times before.

Geronimooo!
Solomon called out as his feathers blew straight back in the wind. Sara and Seth laughed hard.

Solomon made his dismount, not different from theirs, and landed on the riverbank. Then he flew out across the river, caught
the rope in his beak, and flew back up to the platform. Seth took the rope from Solomon.

That is an exhilarating experience, indeed!
Solomon began.

Sara and Seth stood puzzled, neither one knowing what to say.

Finally Sara said, “Solomon, whatever would you find exhilarating about swinging from a dumb tree rope when you can fly anywhere
you want anytime you want?”

Hearing how her words sounded, she looked quickly at Seth and said, “Sorry, Seth, I don’t mean that the rope is dumb, I mean,
it’s real neat, but . . .”

“I know what you meant, Sara. I was about to ask the same question. We swing because
we
can’t fly. Well, not usually, that is. But why would you—”

Solomon interrupted.
There are no best experiences.
Flying is not better than swinging, and swinging
isn’t better than walking. Each experience has its own
benefits. It’s the variation that makes life full and delicious
and interesting.

For me, today, the swing was a first-time experience.
I have never before put my faith in the strength or trajectory
of a rope hanging from a tree. The thrill continues
to be in the new discovery.

“Gee, Solomon, I didn’t think that you were having new experiences,” Seth said. “I keep thinking that you know everything.”

How perfectly boring that would be. We are all continuing
to expand. We are eternally in a joyous state of
becoming.

“I’ve been thinking that all I want to do is close my eyes and fly with Solomon. I want to leave this boring town behind and
explore all the wonderful things that are out there,” Sara said.

It is a normal thing, Sara, to be thrilled with the
newness of an experience. I am certain that your first flying
experiences with me were as exhilarating for you as my
first swing on your rope was for me. But I assure you, you
did not come forth into this glorious physical body, and
into this magnificent physical experience, only to yearn to
get out of it. In fact, you knew that the greatest thrills
are right here, in your body, on this wonderful planet
Earth, interacting with others and constantly discovering
new things to think about and new people to interact
with. It is all here for you. And it is wonderful.

Seth and Sara were both filled with a joyful feeling of well-being. While they couldn’t fully understand what Solomon was
telling them, they could feel, by the intensity of his words, that it was true.

Something about seeing this magical bird, who they knew could do anything imaginable, taking such great delight in the simple
pleasure of swinging from their tree-house rope helped them understand that where they were standing, in the middle of their
plain physical world, was not such a bad place to be.

“So, Solomon, are you saying that we won’t be flying with you anymore, or that we shouldn’t want to fly?”

You may do anything that you want to do. I want
to guide you to a recognition of the enormous value of
where you now stand. So many people are feeling dissatisfied
with what is around them, spending all of their time
reaching for things that feel out of their grasp, when
there is so much pleasure and value for them if they were
to look around, right where they now stand.

I do not want to guide you toward or away from
anything. I want you to know that your options are
unlimited and that it is in the new experience that
your greatest joy will always come. You are expanding
Beings, ever-expanding Beings. When you understand
that and allow it—and even encourage it—you will
always find your greatest joy.

Sara smiled. She was beginning to understand what Solomon was up to.

“So what is predictable or already known isn’t necessarily the best thing. Is that what you’re saying, Solomon?”

Expect your lives to be predictably wonderful as you
continually explore new experiences. This is a wonderful
life you’re living, my friends, and I just want you to
know that.

“I do, Solomon,” Sara said softly, feeling Solomon’s love wrapping around her and through her.

“Me, too,” Seth said softly. “Me, too.”

CHAPTER
28

There’s No Injustice

“S
olomon,” Sara continued, “what did you mean when you said that the
Law of Attraction
doesn’t keep secrets?”

When you are feeling something, even though you
may pretend that you don’t feel it by saying words
that are different from what you are feeling, the
Law of
Attraction
is still responding to your feeling. And so, the
things that come to you in response to your feeling always
point out what that feeling is.

“Hmm.” Sara was quiet. Solomon’s words sounded the same as other things he had told her before.

If you feel vulnerable or afraid, but you pretend that
you are not afraid—sometimes even by seeming aggressive,
or like a bully yourself—still, the
Law of Attraction
brings you experience after experience that matches
your feeling of vulnerability.

If you feel sorry for yourself, even though you may
pretend otherwise, the way you are treated by others continues
to match the way you really feel.

If you feel poor—you cannot attract prosperity.

If you feel fat—you cannot attract slenderness.

If you feel unfairly treated—you cannot attract
fairness.

Sara scowled. She had heard things like this from Solomon before, but a part of her continued to believe that all of this
was really unfair.

“But Solomon, that just doesn’t seem right. It seems like the
Law of Attraction
should be a little more helpful and give you a break, I mean, when you really need one.”

Solomon smiled.
That’s the thing that most people
misunderstand about the
Law of Attraction.
They think
the
Law of Attraction
should behave like a parent or a
friend who would see a friend in trouble and bend over
backward to help out.

“Well, that would be nicer, don’t you think?”

Actually, Sara, I think that would make matters
worse.

“How come?”

Because, if the
Law of Attraction
were inconsistent,
no one would ever be able to find their place within it.
But because it is always precisely consistent, in time and
with practice, everyone can learn how to attract exactly
what they desire.

You see, Sara, if you carefully observe the way you
are feeling, and then you notice that what comes to you
matches that feeling, you then begin to understand how
the
Law of Attraction
works. Then you realize that by
changing the way you feel, you can change how things
turn out.

“But Solomon, what if I can’t change the way I feel?”

Well, Sara, there would never be a reason for that.

“I mean, like, what if something really
awful
happened?”

Well, I would suggest that you turn your attention
away from that and turn it toward something that
would make you feel better.

“But I mean, what if it was really, really awful?”

All the more reason to turn to something else.

“But—” Sara protested.

Solomon interrupted.
Sara, people often believe
that they can make things better by getting right in the
middle of something awful and working hard to fix it.
But that is never what makes things better. What makes
things better is to give your attention to things that make
you feel better—because what is coming to you is coming
because of what you are feeling.

“I know you keep telling me this, Solomon, but it’s just that . . .”

Most people are going about it the hard way,
Sara. Try to control how you are feeling and see how
much easier it all becomes.

It turns out that there is no such thing as injustice.
Everyone always gets exactly what they are feeling or
offering. It is always a match—and therefore, it is
always fair.

“Okay, Solomon.” Sara sighed. She knew that Solomon was right. She also knew there was no point in trying to convince Solomon
otherwise. He never wavered when he talked about the
Law
of Attraction.

And there was something about that that had a nice ring to it:
No such thing as injustice.
Something about that felt quite good.

As Sara walked to school, she continued to ponder what she and Solomon had talked about:
If you feel poor—you can’t attract prosperity. If you feel
fat—you can’t attract slenderness. If you feel unfairly
treated—you cannot attract fairness.

“That’s
so
unfair,” Sara heard the girls behind her complaining. Sara smiled. She was always amazed at how often the very thing she was
speaking about or thinking about turned up in her experience in some way. She couldn’t hear them well enough to know what
was wrong, but it was obvious they were feeling it strongly.

You can’t get there from there,
Sara thought.

“That’s not fair, that’s not fair,” Sara heard a boy’s voice protesting. Mr. Marchant had a firm grip on a squirming and angry
student as he marched him up the steps of the administration building.

“Life’s not usually fair, young man.”

“Well, how come you let the others go?” the young boy whined.

Mr. Marchant did not answer his young prisoner.

“Oh man, this always happens to me.”

Sara smiled.
There is no such thing as injustice,
she remembered.

“Hey, Sara, wait up!”

Sara turned to see Seth running to catch up with her. “Sara, I need to talk to you. Something awful has happened.”

Sara gulped and waited for Seth to catch his breath. It seemed like an hour before he began to speak.

“What?!
What
is
it?”

“My dad found out about the tree house and says I can’t go there anymore. He says there are more important things for me to
be doing than messing around in a tree.”

“Oh, Seth,” Sara whined. “That’s not fair.”

As Sara heard the words come out of her mouth, she stammered over them. She knew about the
Law of Attraction,
and she knew that the way you feel affects what comes to you. She knew—or was coming to know—all of that. But how in the world
could anyone not feel the unfairness of what Seth was telling her?

“He said Mr. Wilsenholm came into the hardware store complaining that some kids were swinging from his trees. He said that
it’s trespassing and dangerous and if he has to, he’ll cut the trees down to keep the hooligans out of them. He said they
could break their necks and kill themselves.

“My dad knew it was me ’cause he knows how I like tree houses. He says I should’ve known better and he whip— ”“What?”

“Nothin’, I gotta go.”

Sara’s eyes filled with tears. She made her way to her locker and dumped her books inside. She went into the girls’ bathroom
and wiped her face with a wet paper towel. “It’s just not fair,” she said out loud.

Remember, Sara, there is no such thing as injustice.
Whatever comes to you always matches what you have
been vibrating and feeling.

“I know you keep saying that, Solomon, but now what do I do?”

You must change how you feel.

“But it’s too late for that. Seth’s already been forbidden to go to the tree house, and Mr. Wilsenholm knows we’ve been there,
so now I probably can’t go either.”

It’s never too late, Sara. No matter what happens,
you still have control over the way you feel. And since
you still have control over the way you feel, you can still
change the outcome, no matter how it seems now.

Sara wiped her face again. “Okay, Solomon. I’ll try. Sure doesn’t look like I have anything to lose by trying.”

We’ll visit in the tree house after school tonight.

“But Mr. Wilsenholm says that’s trespassing.” Solomon didn’t respond.

“Okay, I’ll see ya there,” Sara said just as the bathroom door banged open and a girl from Sara’s classroom blasted in.

“See who
where?”
she said, turning around in a full circle, seeing that Sara was all alone in the bathroom.

“I don’t know,” Sara said, leaving the bathroom.

“Okay,
be
weird,” the girl said.

“Okay, I
will.”
Sara smiled as she walked down the hall.