A couple of weeks after my daughter’s graduation, her dad, who lives in another province, forwarded some pictures by computer adding that if I wanted more pictures to let him know. I answered jokingly that I would like a picture of me thinner and with longer hair. A few days later in the mail I received copies of the computer pictures. Along with the pictures there was a newspaper clipping of a woman, slimmer than me and with hair longer than mine – and who had my name.
Now I’m thinking, why didn’t I add more items to my request list? Also because my request manifested I’ve been sitting with “the process” – trying to remember the feeling state I was in, when I made my request. I had looked at the pictures on the computer and had thoughts of me being larger and with shorter hair than I like. And then I had let those thoughts go, I guess deciding that things were as they were, there was nothing I could do about it now, and maybe that it really wasn’t that important to me, especially in light of all the other wonderful things that surrounded the graduation event. So when the suggestion of other pictures came up, the words came out of my mouth without emotion attached – yet they also contained my Truth – I would have liked to be thinner with longer hair, but was not going to beat myself up, or feel that I needed to do anything about it. And of course, because it was just a joke, I never thought of it again. And then it happened. Or maybe and so it happened.
I’m also remembering a time when I had found myself in a position where I needed to find both a place to live and a way to pay for it immediately. Within a week I found myself in a house-sitting situation and with a well paying job for which I was marginally qualified. At the time I was amazed and grateful for what seemed to be miracles. But I have sometimes looked back and wondered what may have happened, had I not been so locked into the Belief that having a job was the only way that my needs could be met. I did get what I asked for – a place to live and a way to pay for it. But now I wonder what might have happened, if I had stated my Real Truth, which was that I wanted to continue my unstructured life and to have my bills taken care of.