Posted by: Zane Maser | October 18, 2016



Belief creates reality.

We are what we believe our selves to be. Creation proceeds from the inner level outward, manifesting as our life. Some individuals believe themselves to be “unlucky.” And so they are. In contrast, some individuals believe themselves to be “fortunate.” And so they are. A person’s inner script becomes evident outwardly in the journey of their life, though outer appearances can also be deceiving. It is not always how it appears to be! The fact is, however, that we are simultaneously the screenwriter, director and actress/actor of our own life.

Here’s an example that took an interesting twist for me. I was born on a Wednesday, the day of the week ruled by Mercury, the messenger god of the unexpected and of luck. My latest birthday occurred on a Wednesday. Fortunate me! I never thought much about being born on a Wednesday. It wasn’t something that had entered my conscious awareness, either as a positive or negative indicator of anything.

Not remembering the day of the week on which I was born, a good friend recently shared with me that she prayed both her kids would not be born on a Wednesday. She confided that her daughter arrived in the nick of time at 11:50 p.m. on a Tuesday! She breathed a long sigh of relief, having missed the dreaded—at least in her mind—Wednesday birth. The popular nursery rhyme was a clear culprit in having molded her belief system and the great push for her daughter’s Tuesday arrival:

Monday’s child is fair of face… 

Tuesday’s child is full of grace…
Wednesday’s child is full of woe….

Dating back to 1838, this familiar British nursery rhyme, called “Monday’s Child,” is part of a so-called “fortune-telling” tradition that allegedly describes a child’s character and/or future course based on the day of the week the child arrives into this world.1

Do I believe in this consensually decreed, universal characterization of who I am at my first breath? Or the “fortune-telling” pronouncement of my future based on the day of the week I was born?

Of course not! Even though this particular rhyme may be a part of mass mentality, this “birth” script is not my script. I neither accept nor allow this gloomy expectation of a woeful outcome into my consciousness. My life has had its share of heart-breaking moments and strenuous passages, but my life has not in any way been full of woe. So the declaration of heart that fits me is: Wednesday’s child is full of wonder and delight, with all sorts of magic and joy that is bright!

Charles Lindbergh believed he could fly non-stop
over the Atlantic, when several other previous attempts
had failed. He was clearly born to accomplish this task.
Did it have anything to do with his being born on a Tuesday?

The inspirational story of Morris Goodman, described as “The Miracle Man,” is a wonderful example of an individual who first imagined the outcome he desired and then created his own internal script that later became his reality—journeying along a road less traveled. On March 10, 1981, Morris crashed his airplane, which resulted in complete paralysis, as his spine had been crushed. Having broken two vertebrae, he was unable to swallow, drink, or eat. His diaphragm was destroyed as well, thus he could not even breathe on his own. “All I could do was blink my eyes,” Morris explains, and “the doctors, of course, said I’d be a vegetable the rest of my life.” All the many naysayers who tried to dissuade his impossible quest of being a “normal person again, walking out of that hospital” came to no avail! Morris remained unwavering and undaunted in his vision of the life and future of his own choosing.2

Morris did not fall victim to the power of all the universally held, negative suggestions or “hypnotic mesmerism” that swirled around him while he laid helpless and motionless in that bed, to use Joel Goldsmith’s phrase that aptly describes such herd mentality. But rather, with the mightiest tool available—his own consciousness—Morris wrote a new script that spoke to his personal beliefs and ability to realize himself as already whole and perfect. Activating his imaginative power, he “saw” himself as a normal person, breathing on his own. A little more than eight months later, on Christmas day, as he had promised himself, Morris rose from his bed to stride out of the hospital, no longer an unhealed man or facing a life as an invalid. The philosophical pearl of his life sums it up in six simple words: “Man becomes what he thinks about.”

If I had to sum up the philosophical pearl of my life, it would be: Beyond thoughts and words, the silent meditations of my heart create the outer forms of my reality.

Until we live from the level of the heart,
we are molded by the beliefs of our mind.
Thus, we are our beliefs.
All Creative Power is secreted within the heart.
Does your life script authentically portray you?


Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Appearances

• Your Own Christmas Day: Awaken!

• Creative Individuality

• Self-Creation

• A Consentful Life

• Differing Gifts

• New Heart, Clean Slate


2. Rhonda Byrne. 2006. The Secret. Beyond Words Publishing. Pages 136-7.


Text © by Zane Maser, 2016. Lotus photos gratefully used from Wikimedia Commons. All 2009-2016 rights of Zane Maser and SunnyCat Astrology reserved worldwide.

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