My level of consciousness about the role I play as a co-creator with God or Source has increased enormously as I set intentions, put them out as seeds to the universe, and then watch as they take root in my life. One of the most miraculous and close to instantaneous of these manifestations occurred when my daughter was two years old and my husband's Grandmother had passed away.
The three of us were up in Cincinnati to visit with family and bring home some furniture my husband, Trey, had inherited from his granny. It was late Sunday afternoon and Trey had an important meeting in North Carolina the next morning. We had loaded the U-Haul and were getting ready to drive through the night, when we noticed a brake light was out on the trailer. Trey was unable to fix it and it seemed unlikely we would find an open garage at 5:00 p.m. on a Sunday. U-Haul was closed as well.
Trey tried to convince me not to be concerned as he would drive slowly and carefully. I, however, was not about to allow my daughter to be driven seven-plus hours at night in a vehicle pulling a trailer full of heavy furniture with only one brake light working. Instead of focusing on how terrible that was to me, though, I immediately set to task to fix it and not through the usual, ordinary means.
I told Trey something like, "You have to be at this meeting tomorrow and I have to know we are safe. Please be open to the possibility that the universe will provide someone who will fix this for us." He presented the obvious hindrances and the fact that it was getting later and later. Though open to the concept that we create our reality, on this particular day, Trey wasn't in the space to go there with me.
It was dinnertime and we were running low on daylight, so we went to a fast-food place (I know-yuck) with a drive-through window. I asked the lady if there were any garages open. She said, "Not on Sundays, Honey." Trey looked over at me knowingly, yet I was not deterred. As we pulled away, I concentrated on staying focused, clear, and open and I TRUSTED.
As Trey drove, I "felt" the next step. "Pull over and let's eat at that park over there, please," I said. There was not a soul at the park as we pulled in, set up our food, and began to eat at a picnic table.
After some time, a beautiful, red-headed, forth-coming little girl rode over to us on her bicycle with her toddler brother trailing behind on his trike. They were about five and three years old, respectively. She introduced herself as Ruby, the same name as our daughter's closest friend, and introduced her little brother. Then she said goodbye and went biking off in the direction of her father who waved at us from a distance.
Trey and I began talking about how impressed we were by the nature of this personable and precocious little girl so full of light and confidence. As we turned back to eating, I looked up to watch Ruby and her little brother join their dad about 75 yards away from us. Suddenly, it hit me. "That's him!" I said.
"Hey!!!" I yelled as Trey hid his face in his hands in embarrassment. I began to sprint across the grass to catch them. When I got there, out of breath, I asked the man, "Is there any chance you are a mechanic or something?"
He looked at me sideways with a curious grin and said, "As a matter of fact, I am."
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As it turned out, Ruby's father was a mechanic with his own garage located just a short distance from the park! I asked him if he would be able and willing to fix the brake light (or lights, as my husband thinks BOTH brake lights were out) right away since we had to get on the road as soon as possible. He said something like, "Sure, I'll give it a look. Let me pull my car around and you guys can follow me to the shop."
Really?!
Yes.
As our angel/mechanic repaired the light, Ruby and our daughter, Sydney, happily colored at Ruby's dad's office desk. I remember overhearing Ruby teaching Sydney how to properly say the word "yellow." She had always said, "well-wo."
Ahhh, yellow, the color of hope...
The work took under an hour and he finished with daylight to spare. When I asked how much we could pay him for his generous and skilled service, guess what he said?
"Just pay it forward."
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So...did I "manifest" my mechanic?
My perspective on the Law of Attraction, creating your own reality, getting what you focus on, or whatever one chooses to call it, is that everything we need or desire is within our easy reach. We need only trust in our ability to connect with it. You can find a way to do this that works for you regardless of your religious, scientific, or spiritual beliefs.
It is tricky to speak or write about this kind of thing because we tend to let ourselves get bristled by certain wording. What does God, Source, energy, etc. mean to her or him or me? Why is she capitalizing that word? This doesn't seem Christ-centered, etc. I feel grateful that I have exposed myself to so many different religious, scientific, and spiritual perspectives. It is my belief that they are all the same at the core and definitely not mutually exclusive.
Witnessing the beauty and perfection of our universe, our earth, and the development of two fertilized eggs giving rise to my two amazing children leads me with no alternative but to believe that there is one grand connective power. To me, that power is the entirety of everything and WE are a part. The whole "butterfly flapping it's wings in China" theory is simply an acknowledgement that we are all connected, not in a vacuum, and every one of our actions has a ripple effect over the entirety of the universe.
We all have experienced moments of complete focus. That space where nothing else enters our attention and all we have is that upon which we are focused. This is one of the best ways to understand and practice getting what you want. Only focusing on what you do want and trusting in your ability to allow it. If you focus on what you don't want, that is what you are more likely to attract.
Athletes can relate well to this phenomenon. If you have snowboarded or skied in the trees, for example, you know that if you look at the tree, you will find yourself heading toward it. You must look at the spaces between the trees! You go toward your focus.
These skills of focus, trust, and thinking about what you want as opposed to what you don't want can be developed with practice just like any other skill. Meditation helps. If you find yourself thinking about what you DON'T want, what bothers you, what you don't like, etc., use that to help you determine what you DO want or like and start focusing on that instead.
I mentioned in my story that my husband, Trey, thought both tail lights were out on the U-Haul. Though I don't recall whether one or two were out, I know I felt uncomfortable making the trip at night. Trey felt uncomfortable cancelling his meeting. Out of these uncomfortable feelings, we both identified what we did not want. The only option as I saw it, was to focus on what we both DID want-to have the tail light/lights repaired and make it home safely by morning.
I stayed totally focused on what I wanted the entire time. When people speak of manifesting something, I believe they refer to that sweet reward of knowing they consciously identified what they wanted, trusted that it was available, and allowed it to come into their lives. It is an amazing feeling to be a conscious co-creator of one's life!
Our mechanic was at that park when I decided we WOULD have the lights repaired before driving into the night. All I had to do was trust that I would find him.
Please feel free to share your stories of co-creation in the comment section. Inspire others!
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