It’ll Find You!
Well, well, where to start.
My sister and her new husband took a belated honeymoon trip last May, coming from Canada to Europe, and spending about a week of their time in England with me. During this visit my sister inquired with me whether I had heard of a book called The Secret. I hadn’t. She explained that it was on the bestseller list, creating quite a storm at home and in the US, and was a book about spirituality that, knowing me, she felt I would like. I think it may have come up twice whilst she was visiting, but I don’t think she’d read it so she wasn’t impassioned about it or trying to sell it to me, and I filed it away in the back of my mind.
Fast forward to early August and I was on my way to Vancouver Int’l Airport to fly back home after making a whistlestop visit home for a family wedding. My father’s mobile phone rang in the car – and it was for me, which was unusual. Someone whom I had been meant to see at the wedding, but who had had to change plans last minute and I had therefore lost the opportunity of seeing, was ringing just to touch base with me before I was gone again completely for another year. We spoke for about five minutes only, and as she rang off she inquired with me, “Stace, have you heard of The Secret?”. Her query brought back my conversations with my sister, and so I explained that it had been mentioned to me and that I’d been told I would like it, but that I hadn’t had the opportunity to do anything about it yet. “Oh, Stace, you have to read it”, she told me, “Make sure you read it”, and it sounded of such importance to her that I promised I would do so at the earliest opportunity.
I had a very long wait at the Airport, as I’d arrived many hours before my flight could be boarded so that my family could keep to some other commitments which they had on the day. I had books, water, food, you name it, and was in need of nothing, so I traipsed all the way through the airport concourses to my gate, at least two hours in advance and sat reading. The time ticked slowly by, but I was on the last Harry Potter so quite entertained!
Finally, they announced boarding at my gate. Hurrah!
You’d think. However, I’d had the niggling feeling since arriving that I should pop into one of the shops many minutes walking back into the airport away from my boarding gate. I’d ignored it when I’d arrived as I knew I didn’t need anything and I was trying to be conservative with my spending. But I just couldn’t board the plane! So, back I trotted.
And trotted some more. Past shop after shop – none of them looked right!!!
Finally, I was almost back to the security entrance to the concourse! And at last one of the shops appealed. I don’t know what made it appealing over others, as I’d passed at least three which were ostensibly just like it. At any rate, I popped in, deciding that I would just grab a bag of sweets to munch on the plane – it was, after all, a good ten hours of flight to get through.
I wended my way through the packed shop to the back right wall where I could see the bags of candies hanging, and as I moved around the last display pedestal standing between me and the wall of goodies… my eyes landed on a book resting snugly on a bag of gummies. The Secret. Alone in a sea of sweets.
I picked it up and looked around. Not sure for what! I looked at the price and it was an expensive little book. I nearly put it back down. But I couldn’t quite make myself do that, what with the uncanny way with which it had tracked me down. I wandered around the shop looking for other copies of the book. I looked and looked. And looked some more. There wasn’t one other copy of that book anywhere in that whole little shop. Not one. Well, after that I couldn’t leave without it, could I?
Reading The Secret has been monumental for me. It’s like being reminded of everything I always already knew instinctively, but had been taught was incorrect. I am now going back and reconnecting to my instincts, with the absolute faith that my imagination and positivity are my richest human gifts, and that THROUGH them I will attain all that I need or desire, rather than in spite of them.
Bring it on!!!!