Oh, my dear Addict Friends! How I remember, now some months ago, writing down these Rules of True Love, one by one, over the course of a week or so. And how this particular one pleased and thrilled me so!

I first saw "what belongs to you shall come to you" printed on the end of a Yogi tea bag, a few years back. And whenever I’ve seen it since, I get this rush of relief — like, "ahhhh, no worries." It reminds me that good things are coming, and moreover, that I don’t even have to sweat, trying to MAKE them come about.

Imagine! The prospect of receiving what I’ve yearned for and dreamed about, not because I’ve earned those rewards, through dogged pursuit or sleepless nights — but simply because True Love is benevolent enough to GIVE them to me, as long as they are the truest desires of my heart.

That doesn’t mean I get to lie around on the couch smoking pot all day, my dear Addict friends. It just releases me from having to feel anxious about the possibility of not getting what I most want. And that, in turn, frees me up to enjoy myself, and to turn my attention for yet more opportunities for welcoming True Love into my life.

I should also say that there is something particularly liberating and refreshing about "what belongs to you shall come to you," and not just because of the magnificent gifts that True Love provides, simply in virtue of living in alignment with the Rules and Principles of True Love.

No, what I love most about this Rule is the utter effortlessness of it. What I mean by that is that True Love allows me to sit back, relax, and take it easy while True Love — not me — figures out all the logistics of actually making those gifts materialize. I don't have to stress and struggle and wrack my brain, trying to execute some agonizingly complicated or taxing plan to get what I want.

"This seems too easy," I’m tempted to think, before I remember that the truth of "what belongs to you shall come to you" is built upon true faith, and true faith, by definition, excludes any fear or doubt. So, once fear and doubt are released, I get this great feeling of RELIEF, like I've just hung up the phone with the plumber, who has has promised to come right over to take care of that pipe clog that has devastated the mechanics of my washing machine. "It’s all going to be taken care of!" I think, gratefully.

Another, related piece of True Love wisdom I picked up around the same time as "what belongs to you shall come to you," several years back, went like this: "those who are certain of the outcome can afford to wait, and to wait without anxiety." Cue another flood of relief!

And yet, what a challenge of faith it's been, my dear Addict friends, to let go of the illusion of being in control over "getting" the things I want. For as long as I can remember, I have suffered from a high baseline level of anxiety, which hums through my body, heart, and mind, and which runs especially high when I think about the people, places, or things that are most important to me, or that I want most in the Universe.

It was more than two years ago that I sat on a beach in Cancún, Mexico, wondering how in the hell I was going to ever manage to publish the book that would become "The Addict’s Guide to Recovery." Because after several years and several hundred thousand words of podcasting recovery-related content — chapter after chapter, and episode after episode, its voice ranging from the clinical to the abstract to the deeply personal — the sheer amount and variety of content I had on my hands seemed too unwieldy to corral into one book.

And yet, I knew it was my heart’s truest desire to finally get that book out there into a printed product. But I was so full of anxiety about it, I can't even tell you. I also I can't even sit here and tell you for sure "what happened," because it all happened so fast, and so simply. The most matter-of-fact way I can describe it is that I lost my fear about the task being too hard, and I just DID it.

Within three months of sitting on that beach, I had written the slim, perfect-in-my-eyes volume that was "The Addict’s Guide to Recovery." It was published three months after that. But if I had held onto the fears? Well, that would have just prolonged the process, my dear Addict friends. Fear makes everything just so much murkier and more ominous, and so much more odiously negative, than it has to be.

The truth about True Love is, quite honestly, free and clear of all that (understandably human, but also, completely irrelevant) bullshit.

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