“I don’t believe in miracles. I depend on them.” Those words filled my heart. I had to have that bumper sticker. Maybe you don’t believe in miracles or perhaps you do. In any case, I want to share with you two recent aha moments that gave me pause and expanded my old perception of miracles. First, I have to take you back to the very beginning.
Seven years ago I bought a new car. I had been leasing cars, for several years, but, this time, I couldn’t find one that suited me. As the salesperson drove me around the lot, I noticed a group of new cars, but they were not available to lease. I was immediately attracted to a gold sedan among a group of twenty or more. I opened the door, sat down and a sudden burst of energy hit the top of my head and shot through me. I knew that this was my car.
I signed the papers, left the old car and drove home in the new one. When I called my insurance company to transfer the title, the numbers on the car did not match the ones on the contract. The salespeople had made an error, which translated into several hundred dollars in my favor. Two days later, I received another call from the dealership. They offered me a lower interest rate as well. Needless to say I was happy with my good fortune.
In 2008 I was still in love with my gold car. It had served me very well for six years, but was starting to show its age. One day I noticed that the retractable antenna was not working properly. During a routine oil change I learned that the motor that controlled the antenna would need to be changed for it to function correctly. The cost seemed outrageous. I declined the offer.
That evening, when no one was around, I walked to the car, touched the antenna and lovingly spoke to it. I told it how much I appreciated it. I said that it would be so helpful if it would resume working as it had. Yes, it seemed a little strange, but somehow it felt right. The next day, the antenna began functioning gracefully. It had one other moment of pause a few months later, but I spoke to it again, and it is still working well.
While driving home the other day (July 2009) I saw the battery warning light shining on the dashboard. I could have continued to drive home, as my inner voice prompted. Instead, I was determined to stop at the supermarket. I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the ignition. Although it was not the best choice, it was my choice and I own it. The car would not start, so I had to wait for a young man to come and “jump” the battery. Then, of course, I had to pay for the service.
When I arrived home and turned off the ignition, the car would still not restart. I sat in the car and talked to it as I had the antenna. I asked for its help to start the next morning to avoid another fee. I praised it, thanked it for any help it would give me and let it be.
The next morning my mind went into full tilt. Yikes! What to do??? Somewhere amongst the mind insanity, the voice of Wisdom said loudly and clearly…“Get in the car and take it for service now!!!” Believe me…I listened. I grabbed a spare key, went outside and sat in the car. Holding my breath, I turned the key and heard the familiar grinding sound of a dead battery. It was followed quickly by a sudden burst of energy and a motor purring. I jumped out of the car, sprinted into the house, grabbed my purse, and away I drove. Halfway to the auto repair shop, I noticed that none of the electrical components were working, including the speedometer. I arrived at the service entrance, left the car running and walked calmly into the building.
As some of you may have guessed, it was a failing alternator which drained the battery’s energy for all it was worth. It would be easy to attribute the startup in the morning to pure luck, rather than my talking to the car. I, however, see it differently.
Everything is a form of energy. No matter how dense it may appear (like a car or our bodies) it is all energy. I believe that the energy generated through God consciousness has no boundaries. At that level, everything is a vibration of Source. We are Source energy, but through worldly eyes, we see only bodies or form. Through our hearts, we feel energy that is not visible. That means surrendering to and trusting what we can’t see, while knowing it is there. That is the level of energy with which we can transform ourselves and the world.
Could it be that the energy flowing from my heart to the car contributed to the antenna’s functioning properly or to the car’s ability to start? Or…was it just coincidence, or perhaps a miracle? I’ll leave that up to you. As for me, I know I don’t have to understand everything that happens. I only need to remember not to be stuck in my own ways and always be open to seeing things differently. I must also remember to listen with an open heart, trust my guidance and accept what comes. And, if I choose…I can call it a miracle.
Written for you with Love,
Barbara Rasp
“Do not judge by what you see on the surface, but develop an inner vision and insight into spiritual cause and effect. Then you will know that you can judge no man.”
White Eagle
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