After my divorce, I got a tattoo of a hummingbird on my left bicep as a reminder to seek nectar. I’d spent most of my life hitting pause and waiting for what I thought would make me happy (including the girl) to come my way. And since it never came, I was a miserable fuck. A miserable fuck with crossed fingers and false hope. I was not living. I was waiting.
It wasn’t until I hit play on my life—by getting out of my head, dropping into my body, and practicing living in the here and now—that I was able to feel things like gratitude and true hope. I tapped into flow states, the power of curiosity, and radical acceptance. I started to build happiness. I honed my ability to produce positive emotions instead of feeding negative ones.
The good news is that the longer you stay in this state of living on a higher frequency, the more you start attracting instead of chasing. According to Barbara Fredrickson, known for her broaden-and-build theory of positive emotions, a foundational concept withi…