Singin’ A New Song
I was introduced to The Secret Book about three weeks ago. A friend at work told me a little about the book which intrigued me, so I went to the website, studied, and ordered the book. This was on a Thursday. On Saturday (two days later), at an out of town gig, one of my best friends (our bass player’s wife) and I were talking and I mentioned ordering The Secret Book which she then promptly pulled out of her purse (Twilight Zone here we come).
Flip forward to the following Friday when a kitten was dropped into our lives via a barrel half full of dirt we had in the back yard. This is particularly sweet because I had put my 12 year old dog to sleep that previous June 1st and had a hole in my heart that has now been filled by this little guy.
Even more amazing, on Tuesday of this past week, one of our guitarists informed us he is leaving the band. As usual my immediate thought process was, “Who can we get to fill in for the remaining gigs we have this year?” As usual, my mind ran through past guitarists, and I put it on the back burner for the moment because I was in the middle of watching The Secret video for the second time.
I fell asleep on the couch and woke up a little later to discover I had a message on my phone. You guessed it, it was one of our past guitarists calling to say “hey” and see how we were doing (Twilight zone music again!).
Finally, two days ago on my lunch break, I was writing in my gratitude journal, and I wrote I was thankful for our new guitarist who had all the qualities we were looking for. I got home that night and found my husband had put an ad in Craigslist and we got a call almost immediately from a guy named Bob, who wanted to audition. Bob remarked to my husband he couldn’t believe the ad because he was just getting ready to place such an ad looking for exactly the same qualities, and yes, he would come to our band open house the next night, which he did in fact do. Now what was so BIZARRE about that was that Bob turned out to be the Bob who was my son’s soccer coach when he was a boy. I hadn’t seen Bob for at least eight or nine years (man, I should be getting Twilight Zone royalties for as much as I’ve been hearing that play in my head lately!).
The long and short of it, kids, is that this way of thinking and feeling truly works. I know I have just touched the tip of the iceberg. Can’t wait to see all of the things on my vision board come to pass!!