Many Miracles From The Secret
This part of my life begins back in 2003, when my soul mate passed on. I felt that my life as I had known it had ended. We had a wonderful adventure together, traveling in our motor home for 4 years, visiting the many wonderful places in the Southwest, and finally locating a place where we liked, and buying a home, where we shared the few remaining years we had together before he got sick and passed away that year.
I went through the grieving and realized I could make it on my own. It was during this time that my only child, my son, contacted me and wanted to move from Michigan to Texas to live with me. He had developed diabetes and was in poor health when he moved down. Things progressed from bad to worse, and he had to lose a leg due to the diabetes. His health got worse and worse, and in April 2007 he passed away. This left me with no living relatives, except a second cousin who lives in Ohio.
I became very despondent and depressed, and called a dear friend from days gone by who lives in Oregon. She immediately told me to pack up my belongings and come up and live with her. This sounded like the thing to do. Except I couldn’t just pack up everything and move up there. I had a 3 bedroom house full of furniture, which I thought was too much to move. The idea came to my mind, “Why not sell everything I don’t want and move. Just keep the things I truly want.” So in July of 2007 I began to have yard sales to reduce my belongings. I kept a few things, enough to fill a 8 x 5 u-haul, and pulled out August 3 of that year.
I wasn’t sure what Oregon was about, but she lives on the Washington border, along the Columbia River, and when I got there the reunion was great, as I hadn’t seen her for 10 years. She always called me the “sister” she didn’t have, and I did the same. She began to help me with grieving over my loss. Things were fine at first. We had a lot of catching up to do. We stayed up all night many nights at first, doing just that.
A few weeks went by, and I suddenly realized something was very wrong. At first I couldn’t put my finger on it. Because I was in the grieving process, I just couldn’t figure what it was that didn’t feel right. Then one day I realized what it was. I missed the “wide open space” in West Texas, that I had left behind, and I wanted to go back home.
During this time, my finances seemed to be getting worse and worse. I almost lost my vehicle. There wasn’t enough money to pay what bills I had, and give her a small amount of money for my room and board. I knew that I couldn’t keep living with her, so I set out to find a place of my own. I didn’t have enough money to go back to Texas, couldn’t find an apartment that I could afford, was just about ready to lose my vehicle, as I kept getting further and further behind in my payments. Things just kept going from bad to worse. I had never been in such a predicament. Ever.
This is where “The Secret” came to me. I met a lady who reads all kinds of “new age” books. She had a copy of “The Secret” and gave it to me to read.
I began to devour it. I read the first few chapters over and over again. This was all new information to me. Although I had read “Conversations with God, the uncommon dialogue”, I didn’t realize until reading The Secret just how to get rid of and keep away negative thinking and living. I began to start out each day giving thanks, and being grateful for what I had. I began to repeat over and over, “My life is good, my life is wonderful, my life is soooo good.” Even when I didn’t really believe it. As the result, a few weeks went by, and I began to believe it. My inner feelings changed, and I began to feel the joy inside. I began to have a bounce in my step. I began to smile a lot to everyone I met. This brought about the “feel good” feelings that we can experience.
During this time, I knew that I was going back to Texas, back to where I knew I belonged. Even though I’d sold all my furniture, even though I’d burned bridges, I knew I was going “home”. I began to concentrate on my financial state, and believe I was going to make it back to Texas. Pretty soon, a friend from Texas wanted to help me financially, and I accepted her generous help.
Then I set a date. February 3rd. I got everything packed in the u-haul to take home and was ready to pull out that morning. My friend’s daughter wanted to drive me back, as it’s a long 1800 mile trip, and she thought I shouldn’t be alone. We didn’t get to leave early that morning, but left around noon. The roads were clear, no rain or snow. A few hundred miles south, we got caught in the worse snow storm I’d been in in years. But we kept plodding along. I kept saying, “My life is wonderful today, and I am safe in this snow storm I’m in”. We made it through the bad parts and landed in Las Vegas at 3 AM. I’d not been there, and got to see the strip lit up in all its glory at that hour of the morning. I then knew that I was a third of the way home. We finally reached Big Spring, Texas, and at 1:30 am, I walked into my completely bare house, not one single stick of furniture, and knew that the law of attraction would restore my furniture, and make my house a home for me again. Which it has.
The months that I have been back, I’ve shared “The Secret” with some close friends, bought the book for them, bought the DVD, and have seen what has happened to their lives as the result of passing it on. This brings me almost to the present. I say almost, because just last week I experienced what “The Secret” and the law of attraction could do in an emergency situation.
I had gone to the doctor with something wrong with my elbow. It was all swollen up, and had a lot of pain in it. He called it a bursa, water around the elbow joint. And he drained off some of it, and prescribed an antibiotic, one which I’d taken many times before when I had needed one. I got the prescription filled, went home and took the first dose. Felt like I needed to lay down and sleep. I woke up about a half hour after I’d lay down, feeling strange. Something was wrong. I couldn’t get my breath. I grabbed my cell phone and sat on my couch and dialed 911, as I was gasping to breathe. My nails were turning blue, and at any minute I felt I was going to totally pass out, and kept fighting not to. In my mind, I kept thinking the thoughts, “My life is good today, my life is wonderful, and whatever is wrong I will be ok.” I was taken to the local hospital and given a shot to stop the reaction, and in no time at all was breathing on my own. The doctor wanted me to be admitted into the hospital, but I didn’t feel it necessary, as I knew what “the Secret” could do for me. And it did. Once again.
I love living this new way of life, and to realize that I can have, do, be, anything I want is just too cool.