Here's a real life account of Law of Attraction and intuition in action. I know it's real because the story is mine.
So... last night I went to a Harry Potter party–Ravenclaw, woot!–and when I wandered out to my minivan I noticed eggshells on the street.
Come to find out my car and others were egged while we played our trivia game. (By the way, the goblin at Gringotts was one head taller than Harry, in case you were wondering.)
How could this be? How could this amazing LOA person (moi) get into such a predicament?!
I'll tell you.
When the hostess messaged us that she was leaving a spot in her driveway open for one of us I had an instant thought: Oooh! I should park there.
Upon arriving, however, I thought that's a smallish spot maybe not, but then I thought oh you can totally fit and then that spatial part of my brain that picks the wrong size Tupperware for leftovers won out and I aimed my car for a nice big spot on the street. Bigger than I needed.
Like the sweet potatoes sitting in the fridge, dwarfed by their container.
After I got out of the car I did a double-take. Is that a real spot or am I parking in front of a fire hydrant? It was just an electrical box so I left my car there, went inside the house, and proceeded to make a wand.
Purple, of course. One of my favorite colors.
Later that night, as I surveyed the street, I wasn't surprised to note that the mini-van that did park in the driveway remained egg-free. It was in the driveway after all.
A mini-van totally fit in the driveway.
My intuition was leading me to a nice, easy evening all along, but I missed the subtle signs. The fact that they were subtle, however, is what calmed me while I washed down my car there in front of my friend's house after midnight in the burbs.
Because one thing I have learned which has kept me calm many, many times:
1. Subtle nudges meant all was well. The stakes were not yet high.
Yes, I could have side-stepped the soapy mess, but my car was going to be just fine. Raw eggs can cause permanent paint damage but we caught it in plenty of time. We had flashlights and dish soap and a whole party of people to help.
In fact, throughout the clean-up and drive home and second clean-up in the garage I felt good. Introspective since a blog post was brewing, but quite happy to turn up the volume to the greatest hits of Styx and sing it out on the ride home.
I knew I stayed zen because of one thing and one thing only:
2. Daily practice works.
My practiced vibe was one of good cheer. Born from appreciation lists, listening to Abraham videos on YouTube, changing my thoughts, choosing to feel good...I had a strong dominant high-vibe stance. So much so that it was hard to scramble my connection.
Scramble. Eggs. Get it?
Speaking of goofy humor, this morning I posted a ridiculous photo of me imitating Hermione on my Facebook page. That's it. No story of the egging, just something to make us all laugh. Not because I'm trying to cultivate a perfect picture of myself for social media, egads no, but because I have learned:
3. You get more of what you complain about.
What would posting about the incident on Facebook do? Launch a discussion about how the world is blah.. blah... blah. I am seriously not interested in that kind of discussion. Probably because of the daily practice. (See above.)
But that doesn't mean I have to pretend the incident didn't happen.
Shush it away like a superstition.
Don't talk about it! It might happen again!
No, there is no need to fear. Stories don't create, your VIBE about a story creates. Your VIBE about a potential creates.
Do I feel like I'm creating more ick by writing this out? No, it feels guided to write about it.
Do I worry about getting egged again at the next party? No. I assume the whole neighborhood got Sam-I-Am'd because it's the weekend after Halloween. I also assume the kids didn't realize how bad it was for the cars.
4. It feels good to assume the best.
And I like to feel good. It's part of my daily practice. (See above.)
So what now?
Now I will use this incident as a great indicator that I'm a wee bit busy and not taking as many mini-breaks throughout the day to check in as would benefit me. Just three seconds here and there to tune in and catch any subtle messages will completely alter my trajectory over the months to come.
That is totally cool to know.
In fact, now I have goosebumps.
And now I have some tears in my eyes.
And now I feel like I just learned a HUGE AMAZING THING.
Something my Guides have been trying to tell me for some time but, gosh, I wasn't taking the three seconds to tune in. Ha!
Now we are all having a good laugh.
And I have such gratitude for this thing called life.