An Uncanny Hollywood Encounter
I’ve been reading and rereading The Secret for years now, and have recently discovered The Power as well as The Magic and loved them both. Thank you Thank you Thank you first of all. Still, though I see evidence of their power everyday, I have a few stories that really shock people when I tell them.
About a year and a half ago, a friend that had moved to LA was despondent because she needed headshots and couldn’t afford the prices out there for good ones. Given that I am a photographer, I made plans for a nice vacation and flew out to take her pictures and enjoy the city. Now, I already had a planned vacation to Scotland at the end of the month, but what would it hurt?
Now, beyond this, I had also written down all the things I wanted in my soul mate, as at the time, I felt an inexplicable sense that he was coming. That I was about to meet him finally. It was so strong, that even my FRIENDS made random comment, “I get the feeling you meet your soul mate soon.” I’d jump up and down and agree. And due to recurring dreams I’d always had of marrying a man in a kilt, my friends weren’t far off when they said they wouldn’t be surprised if I met him in Scotland.
Well, the first part of the story. I fly to LA. On the plane, I fight to entertain myself with the in flight offerings, and end up watching a show I’d never seen before, The Mentalist. I watch a few minutes and quickly become fond of a tall character on the show named Owain Yeoman. I’m not usually attracted to people by looks, it’s always been personality for me, and he seemed lovable and likable, so I enjoyed the episode and went on with my day, never giving it a second thought.
Two days later, my host takes me out for sushi and I am having a blast seeing Mann’s theater and the walk of fame on Hollywood Boulevard. As I’m walking toward a restaurant, I see a very tall man in a leather jacket and toque. At first I thought, doesn’t HE look like a Hollywood actor in that outfit. As I get closer, I notice a resemblance to someone I’ve seen before. I get closer, and with every step, slow down to inspect this tall man on his phone… not intentionally being rude, just literally brought to a stand still as he turns to see what I’m looking at.
It was Owain Yeoman. On his phone, waiting outside a restaurant. I smile the brightest smile I’ve ever smiled, and let words just fall out of my mouth. “You look familiar…” And then quickly walk away as to not be rude, realizing that he wasn’t a look alike, he was the real deal and I’d just been staring at him on the sidewalk…yet when I turned around to catch a last glance, twenty yards down the way, he was watching me go with a smile on his face as big as mine. That moment made me so fond of him, I told everyone I knew.
Well, I go to Scotland, but I don’t meet my soul mate. And I was so sure he was coming that I was actually surprised I didn’t meet him while I was there! Yet, I get home, go back to my life, respond to a snarky comment on the web one night, and go about my business. Well, that snarky commenter got back to me… we started talking back and forth…and then inexplicably, despite it making NO sense, I get this feeling – this is the man I marry.
A few nights later he sends me a picture of his handsome face… and his resemblence to Owain Yeoman is un-freakin-canny.
It took me a year to realize what had happened. The cosmos wanted to prepare me for his arrival, so I would respond to him with the fervor and sureness that I would need to be fearless, so they approached me with Owain Yeoman first. Like a primer for the main event.
The clincher though… he wears a kilt.
My life is constantly magical like this and I couldn’t be more grateful for every single miracle I witness everyday. Thank you Rhonda for putting this wonderful movement into motion. It has made so many lives better.