This month June 2009 marks my 10th year ever since my graduation from Bond University Law School.
Looking back, I realised that I have had a great 1st hand experience of manifestation and attraction to share. My university journey overseas starting from ground zero to successfully completing it at the end of the day is an unconscious mastery of the law of attraction that I only recently learned to name it; yet I have been keep practicing it ever since then or even before in the less structured manner.
Suffice to say that:
I have started before everyone else sees it; and
persistently journey on even when the most hardcore of them all has eventually stopped.
(this same belief is now embedded in my legal practice and everything else that I do.)
I worked within my means as if that I am already having it and I was ultimately given what I thought I already have eventually. Expand the net and open to options. The universe has certainly responded positively in her mysterious way.
These are the dots of the past that I am connecting looking back:
- Realisation that I do not want to be like everyone else under the spoon-fed educational environment.
- Started to do things my way and got extreme responses – you either love it or just do not appreciate it at all (as to appreciate it require further effort rather than the check list approach).
- Craving for a real university environment that permits freedom of expression and a bigger space for growth; but do not have the financial means (especially in the heat of the looming financial crisis then).
- Notwithstanding the constraints, I started to convince myself that an education overseas in a proper campus environment is possible.
- Frequent visitor to education fairs and collecting letters of offer from various reputable universities in the United Kingdom was like a hobby of stamp collection as that was the closest I can get to what I want then.
- Approximately 400 letters were sent out then to appeal for scholarship – all the listed companies locally then as well as the many foreign advertisers at the Economist magazines.
- Less than 10% responded, and all in tone of disappointment (naturally as my grade was not impressive as I have behaved then to be myself and not giving the expected answers like the others).
- Saw an advertisement on a fateful day that a private university in Australia was conducting interview in town to offer scholarship.
- Notwithstanding that Australia is out of my radar of preferred legal education, I took leave from my vacation work to go for the interview.
- The interview only earns me another “stamp” of letter of offer but not the scholarship offer that I was hoping for.
- I did not stop there and instead explore study loan offered by the main stream banks at that very moment.
- I went to my friend’s house to go on the internet (that was rather new at that time) to check out the website of the university and email all the persons that I can find to say thank you for “rejecting” my scholarship application and offer my services in getting them registered with the authority here to enable study loan be made possible by the local banks for the benefit of those came after me.
- I get two responses out of many (thanks Bee Chen and Jim) that thank me for my offer but they already have professional assistance.
- At that time, classes for the next academic year have started. Phone calls were getting frequent by the days from the school and friends as to why my “no show”. I did not answer as I believe that there is still hope or rather I simply refuse to concede.
- I didn’t even tell my parent my struggle then.
- I got a call finally from my friend that there was an email from Bond University.
- I rushed to his house and too happy to find out that I was offered a partial scholarship to pursue my study overseas.
- I went to my uncle for his guidance to deal with the other part of the costs that I need to deal with to take this chance of my life.
- I got home that night and shared my entire journey thus far with my parent for the first time to get their blessings.
- With their blessings, I traveled the next day up north to rally support from my relatives for I still need to buy my air ticket to Brisbane.
- It all happened so fast. I was already on the first-ever plane ride in my life! I still remember the name of the old lady sitting next to me – she is one Mary Johnson, a Geordie from Newcastle.
- The rest is history… as they say.
I am elaborating in details this episode that marked the change of my life to remind myself that everything is possible if you put your heart and mind into it, literally.
Never say never! I have done it before, I can certainly do it again.
And if I can do it, you can do it too as I was only ordinary then.
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