“We came to live life like no one was watching.”—Macklemore
Taz and I are in Chicago. She goes back to college in a couple weeks so we’re having one last hurrah, a girlfriends getaway, just the two of us.
We’re staying at the mighty Peninsula. We can see the Magnificent Mile from our suite. If it’s not ringing any bells, let me just say that this is where all the A-listers stayed when they came to Chicago to bid Oprah adieu.
We’re shopping, going to see “The Book of Mormon” and, of course, making a return engagement to Second City. In the audience, not on the stage.
As I like to say, we’re building muscle, practicing “being” what we want to be—united with all that is, knowing with complete surety that we are provided for in every way.
We’re also performing a secret mission. We brought a stack of $5 bills and we’re leaving them at bus stops, taping them onto park benches, pinning them into clothes at the stores on Magnificent Mile. With each fiver, we’re leaving an anonymous note about the abundance of the universe and how this is just one small sign of how much whoever finds it is loved.
I know $5 isn’t much (One of these days, we plan to leave hundys), but for us it’s about “being” who we want to be–confident, freely giving and knowing that as we give, so shall we receive.
I’ll be back to the blog next week and hope to see you then.
Pam Grout is the author of 16 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality.
Enjoy your time with Taz. I treasure mine with Michelle when we get a chance to be together.She has become my best friend.
Your idea of placing $5.00 in different places is wonderful!!!!!!! I bet you had a lot of fun thinking of the reaction from people .
You are such a refreshing human being.
A huge smile for you and receive un millón de bendiciones.
Awesome I love it!
Sounds like an amazing time.
Love the $5 idea. Imagining people’s faces when they find the bills and notes brings a smile to my face. Have a great trip!
Darlings… you rock !!
they’re called huneds… ya feel. 😉