Why Freaky Friday has become “Well, duh!” ……or….Miracles, it’s just how we roll
“I thought my life would include more impromptu sing-a-longs.”—Susan Kristiansen
Happy Friday, my friends. Thought I’d head into the weekend with a couple stories from the Twilight Zone.
Only these days, we fully realize that what used to be dubbed miraculous or coincidental or beyond the natural order is nothing but the universe saying, “Psst. Over here!!”
I’m lucky because these stories land in my inbox every day. Who needs the New York Times when you’ve got readers sending stories of life in the miracle trenches?
Here are just three:
1. A friend of mine in Kansas wanted to move to California. So she told the F.P. (the field of infinite potentiality where all things are possible) that she wanted her husband to get a higher paying job working half as many hours. A week later, her husband gets an offer. He hadn’t even realized he was looking for a new job. But this offer (you can guess what I’m about to say ) is in California, for twice as much money, working half as many hours.
2. Sandy was doing one of the experiments from E-Cubed. She was desperately missing her daughter who left the physical plane (some people call it dying) in December. She made the intention that she wanted to hear from her. She turned the page and there was this quote from Eleanor Roosevelt: “You gain strength,courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
“That’s the quote,” Sandy said, “I put on my daughter’s booklet at her funeral.”
3. This one’s for those who still aren’t sure the universe is working behind the scenes.
“Back in Detroit, where I grew up and was going to Wayne State at that time (math and philosophy), I was riding shotgun with my friend Stan on a warm Saturday afternoon, circa 1967. Stan often worked at his father’s gas station on Saturdays, but on this day he was free to play. You may know that at that time Detroit was still a vibrant grand city, with lots to do on any given day. There were gas stations on practically every major street corner, almost literally. Thousands, I imagine, throughout the city.
“At one point he realized he needed some gas, so he pulled up to a random station and started filling up. In those days there were offices in most stations. Also, most stations had attendants who pumped the gas for you. So, we were both in the car when suddenly another attendant came out to our car (we were the only car there) and asked my friend, “Are you Stan Liebowitz?” Stan said “Yes, why?” The guy said, “There’s a phone call for you inside.” We both looked at each other and silently were thinking WTF!!!
“He went inside and it turned out that a friend of his needed to contact him, thought he was working at his father’s station, looked it up in the Yellow Pages (no Internet or cell phones at that time), and ACCIDENTALLY copied the number of the station listed JUST BELOW his father’s and called it, which turned out to be the station we drove into just at the same time he called.
Okay, so here’s the deal. We can continue to be surprised and call these events random chance or we can shrug, say, “Well Duh!” and recognize that the universe is constantly trying to get our attention, to interact with us, to rain down blessings.
Our only job is to widen the aperture of our awareness.
Have the best weekend of your lives, my friends!!! And please enjoy at least one impromptu sing-a-long!!!
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.