What if wishing did indeed make it so?  Many of us are conditioned that only hard work will prevail; suffering, sacrifice and dutiful service are the only worthy ways to build a successful life.  However, I've found in my own work that the same people who choose that philosophy are the ones who harbor resentment, fear and even anger at the people who's philosophy embraces the idea that life is meant to be lush, happy, and abundant.  It is this very resentment that produces seemingly karmic results of continued struggle and tragedy.

I've listened recently as small groups of people have discussed the wanton ways of the idle rich, building mansions, owning multiple houses, traveling just for traveling's sake - all for their own gratification.  Each persons comments dripping with a bitter disdain.  I wondered if they could ever entertain the idea that life really doesn't have to be a struggle and that racing headlong into your grave may actually leave them feeling like a failure in the end.

Then there are the lucky ones, who when introduced to a new view of life as abundant, joyous, and even rewarding, grab hold of it like the brass ring and let it carry them to a new plateau.

For myself, the choice is clear, wishing for the best will always serve me better than worrying about the worst.  So, today I wish you all the best.