I am vibrating pure joy, abundance, and prosperity.

Leave a guitar propped in the corner of a room and sing a note at it. One string will answer. It isn't magic — it's the string that already matched, finally given something to match.

States work a little like that. What you are carrying decides which parts of a day answer back: which stranger's joke lands, which small good thing gets noticed instead of passing through unread. You aren't broadcasting into nothing. You are deciding which things in the room are tuned to you.