About one year ago, my dear friend introduced me to The Secret. It was two months after a dangerous accident that had happened to me; I fell down some stairs in a club, hit my head on a metallic step and my heart stopped. I experienced a clinical death. If it was not for my brother, I wouldn’t have regained consciousness.

In hospital, I had the overwhelming awareness that I might have died. I began to think, “What would it look like if I left this world? How would my mum feel?” Thousands of different thoughts went through my head, but suddenly it dawned on me: I’M ALIVE. It was the fact of utmost importance.

At that time I didn’t know The Secret, but I turned away from the negative feelings. I wanted to feel my newly given life to the fullest. I was REBORN. I had to go through some psychological tests to check whether there were any destroyed structures in my brain. The psychologist didn’t know what to say – there was nothing that could even slightly suggest that I might have ever hit my head. My IQ results were enormously high and the only comment from the doctor was, “THE SKY IS YOUR LIMIT, BABY.”

Before long, I watched The Secret and read the book. I was energetic and taking pleasure in every second being, however, a few months passed and I went back to my old lifestyle. New problems occurred and more and more bad feelings were surrounding me. I had almost forgotten about The Secret. And then, it was like a bolt out of the blue. One thought implanted in my mind: The Power.

I ordered the book via ebay and it was delivered within six days. I read it quickly and precisely. A few stories stuck in my mind, for instance the one about a woman who wanted to get a specific flower, and Rhonda receiving a beautiful bouquet. I thought, “Why can’t I get a flower? Let’s say… a rose.” I was meeting my boyfriend that day. He had bought me a flower once before, totally spontaneously when we were wandering the street, but I thought that it was highly unlikely to happen again, even though I strongly believed in it.

We met, went for a walk, and sat in a restaurant. I forgot about the flower. I was too happy and enthusiastic to be worked up about not getting a rose. All of a sudden, a woman rushed into the restaurant with two roses in one hand, and two small bouquets in another. She said that she was in a desperate need of money to feed her children, and that she wanted to buy some bread. She asked whether we wanted to buy flowers. My soul-mate told me to choose, but I left the decision to him.

And he chose the rose.

I felt like I had not ever been happier in my life. I could talk on end about such situations happening on a daily basis.

You all have to remember: THE SIMPLEST THINGS ARE THE BIGGEST!