Skill or Magic, You Decide
Helene Hadsell wrote this blog and posted it on March 19th, 2009. She originally included this story in In Contact With Other Realms, but it was out of print at the time.
It works! I projected for a parking place in front of the store, and it was there. Or, I projected that I get a phone call from a friend, and she called. This is an exciting experience for a number of Silva grads after they finish the program and realize that they can make things happen by projecting.
What have you projected, and it happened so fast you squealed with delight?
I have many times, but this is one experience, according to my son, that I missed an opportunity.
Settling back on the faded red, plush seat as the commuter plane took off, I suddenly felt too comfortable. It took me a moment to realize why. The snug, beige slacks I had purchased two weeks earlier had just ripped from waist to crotch. Of course, I had planned to lose five pounds before I made the trip to present a workshop in South Texas. I noted that most of the passengers were businessmen. Only two other females were on board, the stewardess and a woman sitting up front. “Surely I have a safety pin,” I thought as I began exploring the contents of my purse. No pin.
After the captain turned off the seat belt sign, the stewardess came up the aisle with refreshments and peanuts. I clutched her arm to get her undivided attention, told her my predicament, and asked if she had a pin or a suggestion. She put her hand up to her mouth to stifle her giggle.
As the plane began its descent, the captain announced there would be a fifteen-minute layover. This was my destination. My exit must have been a sight to behold. I had a briefcase and purse to handle as I clutched my slacks together at the back waistband. If only I had not packed the matching sweater in my checked bag. Hurrying down the aisle, my mouth so dry I could spit cotton, I kept my eyes down. I headed for the terminal and never turned around. Heading directly for the ladies room with one thought in mind.
Surely there is a woman around to help, or ‘at that time’ there were ladies personal items with two pins available in a venting machine. “Oh, no!” I cried out in dismay as I saw that the box on the wall had been pried open. It was empty. Starting to become a bit hysterical, I began singing, “What have I ever done to deserve all of this…? Lord help me, Jesus…”I swear I heard
snickering.
“Now what?’ I asked as I tried to think this through. A pin would solve this problem. That’s when I closed my eyes, crossed my fingers, even my legs, and began repeating, “All I need is a pin…just one pin. Make it an inch long while you’re at it.” I repeated it with intensity for at least five minutes while making a mental picture of it. I finally had the courage to open my eyes and look around.
“It can’t be, it can’t be,” I squealed with delight as I discovered the shiny object at my feet. At first, I was reluctant to bend over to pick it up, thinking I may be hallucinating. It truly was a pin. A big, face-saving kind of pin. I would swear on a stack of King James Bibles that the pin had not been there a moment earlier.
Ecstatic with delight, I pinned myself together and took small steps as I headed to pick up my bag.
When I returned home, I told my husband and 16-year-old son about my dilemma. My son began shaking his head with a mischievous grin when I finished telling them my experience. “Mom, if you had given it just a little more thought before you made your plea. I really would have been impressed.” Puzzled by his remark I asked, “And just what would you have done?” “Why, I certainly wouldn’t have missed such a good opportunity. I would have asked for a solid gold me.”
If you are a person that is always right …consider this:
Whether you think you can or think you can’t. Either way, you are right.
Believe and Receive,
Helene
P.S. Has a similar situation happened to you? I’d love to hear what you experienced; just share it in a comment.
