by Jill Jackson

Created on: February 28, 2009

I have read a lot of self-help books that focus on the Law of Attraction. One of the issues I have with those books is that they might work and should work, but often don't. The main premise of every, single, one of these books was that manifesting prosperity was a simple matter of thinking (or feeling) it into being - Of sending out good vibrations to attract good vibrations back.

I believe in the law of attraction. I believe that we get back exactly what we put out. I also believe that, as in What the Bleep Do We Know, that we can get caught in the vicious metaphysical cycle where negativity can grow exponentially, constantly feeding on itself and everything else around it. And I believe that negativity is, in many ways, stronger than positivity - stronger but not necessarily more powerful (but more on that later).

Negativity is like a cancer. It grows and spreads and, often, you don't even realize how far it has gone until things start falling apart. And by the time that happens it's way too late and things have already started to snowball. Negativity is sneaky and insidious and delicious.

The taste of negativity is like holding an ice-cold knife between your teeth - Cold, metallic, sharp, unyielding. At first the metal taste fills the mouth but, after a while you don't taste it at all. The metal warms to your mouth and the metal taste becomes part of everything else and you kind of, settle into it until that metallic taste becomes sweet and smooth, like vanilla ice cream.

Meanwhile, on a cellular level, your adrenal glands are pumping what seems like gallons of adrenaline and cortisol into your system, making you edgy and nervous and oh so very, very high. And your cells are screaming: "Give me more!" So you find more things to get angry about, you find more stuff to scare yourself with, or you just keep rehashing the same old stuff, anything to keep it flowing - that delicious cold metal and adrenaline cocktail. And if even if you have the presence of mind to say: "Hey, wait a minute. This isn't getting me anywhere This isn't working I need to stop" it doesn't really stop. There's that brief moment of lucidity then something else sets it off.

I remember one time when I was angry with my grandmother. I was going on and on about this thing that she does all the time and how it just pissed me off so much that I couldn't stand even being around her. Then I realized what was up and I said to myself: "You know, you've really got to let this go. You really need to

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