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We, the greatest of all creators, with capabilities to build cities and inspire nations, are squandering our time watching reruns of I Love Lucy. We have forgotten that whole galaxies exist within our grasp. –PG

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Manifesting your perfect partner and other tomfoolery

“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They are in each other all along.” – Rumi

I’m heading to California tomorrow and wanted to share a couple quick stories.

The first is from Deepak Chopra who was going to introduce me at the workshop I’m giving in San Diego August 1. But he ended up having to go out of town…which is what this story is about.

He was SO out of town a few years ago that his assistant couldn’t get ahold of him. He was in Africa, far from phones, internet, and all the devices we believe we still need to communicate with others.

His assistant was desperate to reach him. She employed my 101 Dalmatians Principle, the one that proves we are interconnected with everyone and everything through an invisible field of intelligence and energy.

She began sending out a message, “Deepak, I really need you to call me. Call me now.”

I’m sure you can guess the end of the story, but if you’re waiting with bated breath, here’s the spoiler alert:

Within a few hours, Deepak called.

This last story popped up in my mailbox this morning. I thought it was a lot of fun and who knows, the right guy may just read this.


“I’ve recently been having fun playing with the Dude to bring the love of my life into physical form. Like my fellow FP teammates, I really enjoy those moments when I envision us laughing as we cook dinner (he’s a great cook), exploring new cultures/communities (he loves people and loves to travel), and sitting at the piano playing and singing (he’s got a beautiful voice and plays the guitar).

“I’ve cleared some space in my closet (no small feat), popped an extra toothbrush in the medicine cabinet, and even find myself talking to him as I’m cooking dinner (does anyone else wonder if they’re crazy when this happens so naturally?!).

“For some reason, I’m really in the zone when I’m driving. Signs will pop up everywhere to make me laugh, and the Dude often uses this time to answer the latest question that I’ve posed to the FP. So, knowing the Dude’s got my back and likes to make me giggle, I asked “What’s my soulmate’s name?” on the way to work the other morning.

“One minute later, stopped at a light and not really paying attention, I glanced at the tow-truck in front of me and the business decal in the back window read, “Tom will be there to pick you up.” It registered in a far corner of my mind, but I didn’t really think much of it.

“Two stoplights later, I was changing the radio channel, and caught the announcer saying, “Tom will be right back after this message…” Laughing, I asked “Okay, is it ‘Tom’? Is that his name?” and within two seconds, I pulled up behind a car with a personalized plate that had the letters “TOM” in it.

“The rest of the day had me grinning, sending love to others, telling trees to send a “hey” to Tom, and after a while the joy overrode my original “question.” Even though the question sort of faded from my memory, later that night I was home and turned on the TV to immediately see a commercial advertising a show that would be airing the next day. It read, “TOM 8/7c.” I think my neighbors might think I’m nuts, since there was an abundance of whooping and laughing at that moment.

“I’ve seen the “TOM 8/7c” many times since the first, and now, whenever I see it, I confirm outloud with the Dude that I’m meeting Tom on August 7th….possibly in the Central Time Zone…we’ll see. I plan to report back to you on August 8th with spectacular news!!”

We can’t wait to hear, Janna.

As for the rest of you, have a spectacular weekend that, like Janna, has you grinning, sending love to others and enjoying signs and blessings that as I said in E-Squared, arrive without email, letters or loud explosions.

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.

Why Judge Judy wins Emmys and I don’t

“The only person you are fighting is yourself and your stubbornness to engage in new circumstances.”
― Jon Krakauer

My two-year-old granddaughter, Nona, just did a two-hour practice run of the preschool she’s starting next month. Unlike some kiddos who might be a little leery of leaving mom and meeting new people, Nona, when she saw the playground full of new kids, started bouncing in her car seat and with a flourish of her arms said, “Look, it’s MY FRIENDS!!!!”

That’s how I feel about all of you here on the blog. MY FRIENDS!!! And I am glad that all of us here on Planet Earth are starting to recognize that EVERYONE is our friend–even those who are playing the part of something else. Our assignment right now is to have a blast loving everyone and everything–even the stuff that is masquerading as a big fat mess.

And with that, I’d like to re-run a blog post from last year. Enjoy!!!

Because I view the world through rose-colored glasses, I don’t always recognize gloom and doom. Circumstances that others call “tragic” don’t necessarily get the same response from me. Sometimes, I’m even a bit cheeky about it.

Seven months ago, a beautiful young woman named Amanda Poe wrote to tell me she was reading E-Squared and consequently lost her job.

I responded like this:

“I am always of the opinion that losing one’s job and even one’s mind can be a very holy place.”

I told her congratulations and that I couldn’t wait to hear what happens next.

I’d forgotten about this correspondence until a couple weeks ago.

Amanda wrote with me this story:

“I’m very excited to tell you what I’ve been up to. You were right. Losing my job was literally the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I found myself again. I had always been so fearful of money, but when I lost my job.. somehow.. for 5 months I was completely and fully supported by the universe. With no savings and living on unemployment. I promise I still don’t know how it worked out!!

“I now have a job that I love, and I’m soo thankful. I wasn’t even looking for a job, but someone told me about this one and I got it the exact week that my unemployment ran out. I just learned to fully trust.

A lot of other crazy things happened.. I developed a better relationship with my mother.. I received free hair (weave/extensions) after asking the universe for free hair.. then I’m actually on a billboard promoting the hair .. just crazy things!

So, being the curious type and a lover of crazy things, I had to ask. Here’s what she said.

“While I was unemployed, I needed new hair extensions. (You know.. there are needs and wants.. and good hair is a NEED!) I put up an image of a girl who had curly extensions down to her knee caps on my screen saver on my phone. I put it up because I was communicating to the universe that I needed new hair. I didn’t care about the image… I just threw the long hair up there.. I just knew I needed free hair!!

My friend sent me a link to a Facebook post where a hair company was looking for models for their upcoming hair shoot. I submitted my pic and they chose me! They told me I’d get the blonde bob and that I could dye it later. I said “ok” – but when I got there.. they put in different hair. They put in curly hair that was down to my knee caps because they said the other model was acting too diva’ish and they had to let her go. So, now they’d chosen me to be the model for the billboard! The one with the long curly hair just like the one in the picture on my background on my phone.

No seriously.. how many other people have you seen with extensions to their kneecaps??? Its just crazy.

My life goal is to bring the spiritual gurus to teach spirituality to the masses in a super fun way! I’ve finally uploaded my first video under a brand new brand.

Help me in supporting Amanda on Twitter @spirituallydope and on the below YouTube video where you can see her cool new hair.

And remember that we get to decide whether to give the events in our lives a thumb’s up or a thumb’s down. No one can take that power away from us.

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and

How long does it take to manifest a sailboat? As long as it takes you to believe

“I try to be alert and available. I try to be available for life to happen to me.”—Bill Murray

Here’s another fun story that popped into my inbox this week from a fabulous guy named Roland who says his wife and four grown sons suspect he’s from another planet with all the miracles that come his way.


“I just finished your book E 2, great fun! In the back of it you said to share a story. Well, I’ve been enjoying these books and other’s stories for years and am frequently asked how long does it take to manifest? I’m sure you have heard that question.

“So, my answer is ” Be careful what you ask for.” I was talking to a friend on the phone while surfing Yacht World (it’s a magazine) and looking at sail boats. He suspected I was not totally present and asked what I was doing. I admitted that I was looking at yachts and wished that I owned a 38 (380) foot Catalina and could have it slipped in the San Francisco area with the freedom to fly out, cruise and just hang.

“Minutes later, I spotted a 38 foot and asked Gary to hold on while I checked it out. It was exactly what I envisioned and as I read on, the owner said he would be willing to trade for an inland boat (quite unusual) and that he would trade for a 32 Catalina which is exactly what I owned.

“I got off the call with Gary and called a Salt Lake city area code, no answer, so I left a message. Half an hour later I noticed the Salt Lake number on my phone and returned the call.

“I called a Denver prefix, are you in Denver?”

“Yes, are you in Salt Lake.”

“I live there, but I’m in Denver today on business.”

He asked to see the boat and I told him the boat was not in Denver but currently being stored about 50 miles north by the Estes Park exit.

He said, “I’m north also and very close to that exit.”

Now I’m thinking “No Way and this is getting a little weird.” I told him who to contact, check it out and if interested, call me back. He called back, said he loved it and wanted to trade! At this point less than an hour had gone by and I’m thinking,” WOW,” even the Universe can’t move that fast. (NOT)

At this point I was scrambling and trying to figure out how I might wiggle out of this; we had not talked about difference figures yet, so I figured that would be my way out. I offered a ridiculously low figure, and he said “Great when can we close the deal” I spent the rest of the afternoon ” Splanin” to the Universe “NOT SO FAST- I’M FAIRLY NEW AT THIS CREATION THING !!!”

Of course, it all worked out.

Thanks, Roland, for inspiring us all!!!

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and

Get your fix of kumbaya right here.

“People need a constant jolt of kumbaya that’s not goody-goody.”—Carlos Santana

I am pretty much in love with everything right now. I’m so digging the new book (that if I was counting, I could tell you is due at the publishers in 48 days, 23 hours and 58 minutes), so infinitely grateful for all the stories that come to me every day from readers and so pumped that I get to collect all this awesome evidence that the field of infinite potentiality loves us SO MUCH and wants nothing more than to interact with us and guide us.

Synchronicities and signs are literally falling into my lap.

“Well, duh!” I hope you’re thinking. Because, after all, one of the many gifts of tuning into the gratitude frequency (the topic of the new book) is you start noticing the universe sending up flares that make it easy to follow its vast and eternal guidance. It’s like everything just magically falls into place and you don’t really have to do much of anything. Except, of course, heed its guidance.

Not to step on Alfred Hitchcock’s toes, but recently I’ve been hearing lots of bird stories. You know how everybody thinks dolphins have extrasensory powers and send us good ju-ju? I’m thinking birds might also be in on the action.

Tesla, of course, had a thing with pigeons. My friend and power posse cohort, Annola, recently reported that a bird (I think it was a wren) flew straight towards her, landed gently on her heart and then perched for a minute on her shoulder. Not exactly normal bird behavior. But a true gift, a gift to say, “All shall be well.”

Carlos Santana, back in the early 70’s, was trying to decide whether or not to become a disciple of Sri Chinmoy, an Indian guru who required certain commitments. The giving up of drugs and drinking didn’t deter him, but when Chinmoy asked him to cut his hair and shave his beard? That was a whole different steel guitar.

“Long hair was a mark of honor, my identity,” he said.

He was talking with his soon-to-be wife, Deborah, and said something like, “I don’t know. I don’t want to sound weird, but I got to have some sort of sign.”

At that very moment, a bird came swopping into the room, flapped around for a minute and then flew back out the open window.

“Holy shit,” he said. “Did that just happen?”

Deborah turned to him and said, “Okay. I guess you’re going to cut your hair.”

Santana stayed with that guru for nine years and I was thrilled to find out he’s now a fan of my homeboy–Course in Miracles.

Speaking of birds, I’m boarding a big metal bird (also known as an airplane) this weekend to give a workshop in Seattle. I’m speaking at East West Book Shop both Friday night and Saturday. Kinda cool, coz Mark Nepo will be there, too.

Two weekends later, I’m flying to California for yet another event in San Diego. It’s called Make Your Life Extraordinary.

So if you’re anywhere in the neighborhood, please come by and say “Hi!” or collect your hug (My goal is to hug everyone on the planet) or tell me your cool synchronicity story. And if you have a bird story, please send it to me. I’m contemplating doing a whole section in the new book on these harbingers of the new and exciting world that’s being born.

Either way, have an awesome and amazing day!!!

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.

It’s time to accept the world’s boundless love.

Originally posted on Pam Grout:

“It’s the inner world that needs adjusting, tweaking and plucking when the outer world fails to please.”—Mike Dooley

I’m a travel writer and often end up confronting customs and laws different than my own. In Singapore, for example, it’s illegal to hug in public. In Cannes, you can be arrested for wearing a Jerry Lewis mask. I’ve also heard of some pretty weird laws in my own country. In Devon, Texas, I’m told, it’s illegal to make furniture in the nude. Darn that, Devon, Texas.

We might get a chuckle out of these (and let me just add that I don’t plan to pack my Jerry Lewis mask my next trip to Cannes), but more than these “laws,” we are also at the mercy of arbitrary laws we’ve imposed in our own heads. Laws such as “life is a struggle,” “I have to do everything myself,” “It’s me against the…

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The soon-to-be national holiday of Rhondafest begins today

“Spontaneous dance parties are important in my life.”—Amy Poehler

Okay, so I should probably be writing my book.

But, NO!!! I’m taking this break to celebrate the dawn of Rhondafest. Seems I’m taking lots of celebration breaks this week. My power posse from Omega agreed during our Magic and Miracles weekend that we’d all dance together (wherever we happened to be) on the next full moon. That was Wednesday.

Today, Friday, is Rhonda’s birthday. I won’t say which number. That’s for her to reveal, if she so chooses. And since she reads Dr. Christiane Northrup, too, I’m guessing she agrees with me. Why bother?

Rhonda is my amazing friend, the one I’ve written about here on the blog and in my books. She’s the friend who vowed never to say no to fun. Maybe if there’s room (Who am I kidding? There’s always room on the internet) to repost my blog about her anti-Nancy Reagan campaign. Actually, she’s never mentioned Nancy Reagan, but if you remember, Nancy suggested just saying “no.” Rhonda always says ‘yes.” At least when there’s fun and joy involved.

She’s the friend who, last Friday, joined me in spontaneous celebration of the awesome Supreme Court decision to “Choose Love.” I felt so jubilant, so grateful that my country did the right thing that I had no choice but to go downtown (it’s a thing here in Lawrence) and whoop it up! At 10:30 in the morning. Most adults are working at that time and unwilling to just extemporaneously celebrate. I made a couple calls. Couldn’t find a taker. To be fair, one of my friends was undergoing hernia surgery which was a pretty solid excuse.

Then I called Rhonda. The party began. And this is even when she’s in the throes of launching her new feng shui business. She’s an interior designer, a pet sitter and now she’s starting–I think it’s called White Orchid Feng Shui. Although she might want to call it Fun Shui (it would fit her personality), I have no doubt it will be a smash hit. I might just hire her to Fun Shui the whole world.

Anyway, Rhonda is a wonderful listener, an inspiring, compassionate friend who offered to smash the knees of the person who dissed my Denver talk (yes, Rhonda was there and, no, she really didn’t–that was just my temporary insane fantasy) and did I mention, today is her birthday, yo!!!

Here’s the post (again!!!!

I have a couple groups here in my hometown who get together with the sole purpose of HAVING FUN. And therefore attracting MORE FUN. It’s a constant reminder of why we are here on planet earth. I walk out of those groups….no, I should say I dance out of those groups buzzing with joy and love and creative ideas.

Yesterday, one of our newest members told this story. A couple years ago she made a New Year’s resolution to “never say no to fun.” That meant if anyone asked her to go to a concert or go out dancing or out to lunch, she was committed to say “You betcha!”

She had begun to notice that she was turning down invitations because well, she’s a mom and she had a busy day or she was tired or…..you get the idea. There are a million rational reasons adults can give for declining an offer to enjoy themselves.

Kids, she noted, never turned down fun. They were in constant search of the next good time. Teenagers, too, would never spurn a party…no matter how late or how much they were going to piss off their parents by sneaking out the bedroom window.

It begs the question….when was the tipping point? At what point did we begin rejecting the chance for joy and glee?

What she discovered during her year of “just saying yes” is that the energy she thought she was going to conserve by staying home actually grew. The tired feeling that had previously impelled her to give the other answer completely disappeared.

And now, she says, “I don’t even have to think about it. I always say yes to fun.”

Happy birthday, dear Rhonda!! Can’t wait for tonight.

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.

This just in: important new update to Napoleon Hill’s classic “Think and Grow Rich”

“There is only one rule on this wild playground. Have fun, my dear. My dear, have fun.”–Hafiz

Fist bumps to all from Lawrence, Kansas. As many of you know, I’m writing a new book, due at the publisher two months (gulp!) from today. Much of my energy is going into this soon-to-be classic, so I’m following the advice of my social media mentor. Repost popular posts from the past. Almost sounds like a “She sells seashells” type tongue-twister. Enjoy and remember to continue singing “wild love songs from God.”

In 1937 when Napoleon Hill wrote his now-classic tome, quantum physics was still in diapers. Einstein, of course, had posited his famous theory of relativity, but quantum physicists didn’t completely understand how it worked.

To tell you the truth, they still have trouble making sense of the crazy quantum world that is changed by simple observation. As famous physicist Richard Feynman was known to say, “Nobody understands quantum mechanics.”

However, we do know with complete certainty that thoughts produce energy (much like invisible radio waves) and that they have a significant impact on your life. This energy, in fact, provides the building blocks for your life experience.

The update to Hill’s material should be this: “Think and BE Rich.” Time is irrelevant. You can “be rich” now. Money is only a representation of your “wealth consciousness” and “wealth consciousness” which is the true source of your financial picture is available right at this moment.

Money—or what we think of as money—bills, coins, etc.—are merely tools that demonstrate a person’s “wealth consciousness.” And, in fact, according to David Cameron Gikandi, only 4 percent of money in banks (depending on the country) exist in physical form. Furthermore, he says, “Money is not real. It’s a shadow of something else.”

So by expanding your consciousness into the true abundance of the world, you acquire what is in you already. As Gikandi says, “You have more wealth capability within you than you can possibly experience in a lifetime. Nor do you need to know how to convert wealth consciousness into paper money. It happens automatically when you expand your wealth consciousness.”

In the quantum world, you are connected to everything. You already have all the riches you could ever imagine. They exist right now as probability waves. But that’s the problem. You don’t imagine them.
You keep focusing on what you don’t have.

So back to Napoleon Hill. He advises people to come up with a date when they want a certain amount of money. Sometime in the future. But the trick in the quantum world is to “be rich now.” Again, all your riches already exist in the quantum world.

Being wealthy is an internal state. As Gikandi points out, “It has nothing to do with the outside world. The internal state of wealth is a decision you make right now and you become it right Now. You need nothing outside yourself to make this decision. Do not attempt to get wealth. Be wealth.

“Even in a billion lifetimes, you cannot possibly exhaust the wealthy given to you freely by life. But you can “fail” to receive it by your own thoughts, words, action, and most of all, your chosen states of being.”

The only thing standing in your way is your “wealth consciousness.” Isn’t it time to quit “thinking and growing rich?” Instead, it’s time to Think and BE Rich.

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.

Forget the Justice League. Here’s your chance to join an even better Superhero team

“Be in love with your life. Every minute of it.” –Jack Kerouac

Oops! It’s too late. You clicked on the link. Which means you’re now an official member of the Truth and Merriment League. You might as well raise your hand and proclaim:

I hereby acknowledge that I am here on Planet Earth to extend love, that I’m here at this unique time/space reality to create the good, the holy and the beautiful. And I commit to live this sacred Truth from this moment forward.

So your mission, as a member of the TML (Truth and Merriment League) is to help provide “research” for my next book. As many of you know, this upcoming “masterpiece” is about gratitude and how being on the gratitude frequency is the key to pretty much everything you could ever want in your life. As we all know, when you’re on that frequency, life works. Full stop.

Although I won’t be sending out any secret decoder rings (or maybe I will), I’d like to ask you to do the following two things:

1. Start noticing how you feel from moment to moment (what I call your frequency) and notice how that particular energy field plays out in your life. For example, I notice that when I’m on the Divine Buzz frequency, I’m a better writer, I’m a better pickleball player, I’m a better manifester. When I tune into station K-FKD, life more or less sucks.

2. Report back to me (on the contact page) any and all relevant stories—both when you’re on D-Buzz and when you’re on K-FKD. Please list one of these two frequencies in the subject line.

And since we TML members are all about sharing the joy, here are a couple fun stories that bubbled up in my inbox last week:

Polly asked for her gift from the FP (the field of infinite potentiality), but was not sure how she could possibly get, as she says, a “wowful gift” within 48 hours.

“At 4:53p, a beautiful doe emerged from the shrubs by our stream. No biggie,” Polly thought, ”She’s been hanging around for the past couple of days. She moseyed up to the clearing by the rock outcropping, and bada boom! THERE WAS MY GIFT! A teenie tiny little spotted fawn emerged from behind a Ponderosa, stumbled to Mama, and began to nurse. I sat there, speechless. Goosebumps ran down both of my arms and my eyes welled with tears, telling me THIS was my gift, via special delivery from The Dude.

“You’ve just gotta love Spirit and all of the magical things that surround us. What an amazing two days. I am SO grateful!”

Another reader wrote:

“I thought you’d get a kick out of what happened to me this morning. Yesterday I started experiment 5. And this morning I was being a bit anxious about my intention on my way to work. I live in So Cal – so to beat the traffic on my 60+ mile commute to work I leave pretty early. There’s not a lot of cars and most of the time I recognize the same trucks/vehicles who leave for work the same time I do.

“I’m about 15 minutes into my drive and it’s 4am and my mind is racing with thoughts of “Is this going to show up? What do I have to do? Why isn’t it here yet?”

“When all of the sudden I’m approaching a white pick up truck in the lane next to me and I see in big bold letters on the tailgate..FPConstruction.com.

“Immediately my mind said – Oh yeah… it’s not my job to construct the “how’s” that’s the FP’s job. I burst out laughing to myself and couldn’t stop for almost 5 minutes.”

That’s how it works, folks. We laugh. We dance. We have fun. And the FP does the heavy lifting.

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.

Got problems? Fahgetaboutit!!

“Stop thinking in terms of limitations and start thinking in terms of possibilities.”–Terry Josephson

Mary McAleer loved going to church, a Unity church in Sacramento, California where her daughter, Shannah, was the associate pastor. She loved it so much that she started at the break of dawn with the first service, stayed to chat between services and then gladly sat through the same music, the same sermon at the second service. In many ways, Sunday was the highlight of her week.

Shannah picked her up every Sunday morning for her beloved ritual. One Sunday, as she pulled into the driveway of her mother’s house, she noticed that her mom’s trusty Oldsmobile Bonneville was missing.

“That’s odd,” she thought. “Where would mom have gone?”

She knocked on the door and like always, Mary was dressed and excited about another Sunday at Unity.

“Mom?” Shannah asked her. “Where’s your car?”

“Out in front,” Mary said, offhandedly, grabbing her purse, eager to hit the road.

“No, mom, it’s not out there,” Shannah said.

It appeared that sometime during the night someone had hotwired the car and taken off with it.

“Mom,” Shannah said, “We need to call the police.”

“There’s not time,” Mary said. “We’ll miss church. C’mon we can worry about the car later.”

“But mom,” Shannah insisted. “This is serious.”

“Ah, I’ll just get another one,” Mary said. “C’mon, let’s get going. We don’t want to be late.”

On the way to church, Shannah, still panicked about her mother’s stolen car, decided to humor her, knowing full well that cars are not easy to come by on a pensioner’s salary.

“So mom,” she asked, “What kind of car would you like?”

“A red convertible, of course,” Mary said.

When they got to church, Shannah, still frazzled about the unfairness of her mother’s situation, ran into a friend and explained what had happened.

“Her car was stolen?” the friend said. “Not to worry. I have a car she can have. It’s just sitting in the garage gathering dust. She can pay me if she wants to or drive it for as long as she wants. Problem solved.”

Shannah hugged her, thrilled that at least that part of the equation was accounted for.

“Oh, by the way,” she asked as she rushed off to prepare for her part in the Sunday service. “What kind of car is it?”

“It’s a red convertible,” her friend answered. “Hope that’s not too young for your mom.”

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.

Here’s your permission slip to have an amazingly awesome day

“There is something more — it is the unseen essential, and everyone has access to it.” –Bryant McGill

Some people collect wine. Others collect old cars. I collect stories of the unseen, stories that the ancients called miracles.

My hope in sharing some of these stories sent to me by readers is that you will consider them your personal permission slip to find your own spiritual affinity for the unmarked trail that leads to joy and peace.

Here’s one that popped into my email a few moments ago:

“I find myself constantly asking the Universe for fun ways to show me my power to manifest things just for the fun of it. I ask for easy things ~ show me a purple car (I like purple better than “sunset beige”) or license plates with triple numbers or how about a rainbow today. Its just so fun to see how the universe will deliver this fun to me. It’s often not in the usual way I expect it will happen.

“Recently I was thinking that it would be fun to find a penny with my birth year on it to enjoy that experience that I have often read about. Then I thought I should pick something different like a dime because here in Canada pennies have been taken out of circulation and since I’m over 50 those old pennies are just too uncommon and therefore finding that specific penny cannot happen.

“I let that idea go as something that won’t happen for me. Yesterday my husband and I were in our backyard digging up grass to build a stone path. When I lifted a clump of grass my husband looked down and said, “that looks like a penny.”

“Immediately I knew what that penny was about and, as I picked up the dirt-covered coin, I said to him, “If this penny is from your birth year it’s from your angel.”

“He is not really into that sort of thing, but he goes along with it for me sometimes. I wiped off the penny and laughed as I looked at the year of not mine, but my husband’s birth year ~1962!

“There were so many thoughts running through my head and the best message that I was reminded of is that there is nothing that I cannot create and ALL things are possible. All I need to do is simply imagine it and let it go and the universe will take care of the rest. How fun is that!

“Thanks, Pam, and enjoy an amazing day filled with purple cars and shiny pennies.”

Thank YOU, sweet Melissa. And thank you, dear readers. Consider this your very own permission slip.

Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.


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