Monday, October 19, 2009

The Drive to Work, a Homless Guy, Mooshkas and the Munchkin, and 7:17

I drove to work today. I can take two exits to get to work. I prefer one because its a more direct route, but today I was inspired to take the road less travelled.

At the end of the off amp I saw my favorite homeless guy Don, standing with his sign. I rolled down my window and reached for my wallet. I asked him if he remembered me, I told him Shanna was my partner, and she serves him food and beverages at the sports bars she works at part time. He assured me he remembered me, then startred talking about "Mooshkas and the Munchkin" referring to my cat mooshkas, named by my Munchkin...Tehya.

I looked at my clock when I was leaving, 7:17. The date of my awakening was 7-1-07

Don was wearing an old tattered "saints" jacket too

Thanks for letting me share


Monday, October 12, 2009

11-22, 11 October, Flight 22, and Divine Timing on an Airplane.

Yesterday I left Seattle to fly to Nashville to attend a Finance Manager's conference held by Allstate and Nissan North America.

When I was approaching the "dreaded" TSA screening area I pulled out my passport and out fell an old "demo permit" people use to test-drive cars. I have made it a habit to save the permits if the customers birthdays I "manifest" have 11's or combinations of 11's in their birthdays.

I picked up the demo permit, not havinga clue what I would find. I looked at the date first. It was 3-8-09, and it was from a kid I sold a car to about two hours before my family left for a vacation for San Diego. Here is where it gets interesting. I picked up the permit and his birthday was 11-22. Yesterday was the 11th, and my flight number.....U guessed it....22!!!

I'm wearing a walking cast still from my broken foot, so I was placed aside by a TSA agent so they could run some type of swab test on my cast and my hands...I guess to make sure my cast wasn't fashioned from c-4, tnt, or some other high explosive.

As he was doing his job, I said, "its all changed since 9-11, and he agreed." I said, what do you think happened on 9-11. He gave me a funny look, and said, I don't think it happened like they tell us it happened...WOW

He then went on to say he had recently seen some footage of the carnage at the Pentagon...and how video tapes of bystanders were confiscated, there was ZERO plane wreckage, etc....I said, "A plane didn't hit the fu$#ing Pentagon," and "what we were told about 9-11 by our Government and the news media is FAR from the truth....they don't want us to know the truth." He looked at me and smiled, nodding his head up and down.

Who knows, he may have "reported" me to his superiors to get me on some type of terrorist watch list...LOL....Probably not. The bottom line is I don't care. I am sharing my truth, and it appeared our two minute airport security conversation while he was checking my leg for explosives resonated deeply within him.

I smiled and went on my way, just realizing I had just had a conversation, albeit very brief and in a very low voice, careful of who was listening, with a TSA Agent at an airport...who seemingly believes in some other "side of the story," other than the US Government approved for TV version.

I got on the plane and walked to my seat. I sat down next to two young ladies. One young lady was reading an article, correlating thimerisol (the mercury adjunct in many immunizations) and autism. After speaking to her for five minutes, I knew we were meant to be sitting together. Our conversation, although initially on immunizations in general moved to H1N1 vaccine. It seems that both of her children have autism. According to her, her youngest child has Autism so "bad" at some point she fears he will have to be institutionalized...WOW AGAIN. Her birthday...10-09, and her friend, 11-17!!!!

Within five more minutes we were speaking about the nature of the Law of Attraction, and the movie The Secret.

As I was sitting there I was again reminded that its ALL synchronicity...As long as we are AWAKE enough to see it.

Divine timing, divine all long as we have our eyes and ears open!

Thanks for your contunued reading and comments.



Saturday, October 3, 2009

1111, 12:21, and a Deer with Bad Timing..I just wanted to share what happened to me today....and what I learned.

I just wanted to share what happened to me today....and what I learned.

On the way to work today, while driving down Steamboat Island Road, enjoying the trees, my cup of tea, and a half of a cigar left over from last night, a deer ran from the woods to the left of my car, in full stride.

I had about one second of reaction time, and slammed on my brakes. I went into a skid.I have been in a few wrecks, and a few other intense, traumatic situations. What I notice, and what other people who experience trauma/high-arenaline situations report is a feeling of "slow-motion."

Everything was "slow-motion" i was still skidding, she hit the front of my car...and was ejected about 20 feet in the air. I followed her in the air, as she was flying upside down now, landing about 15-20 feet off the road to the right of my car, in a heavy grass, and scotch broom laden area.

I stopped and got out of my car, still not wanting to believe what just happened.

I ran over a squirrel about 15 years ago, that I almost got in a wreck over, and I felt horrible.

I looked at the front of my car and could see her hair sticking out of my grill. The front wasn't as messed up as I thought it would be, and the only engine issue is a fan and a piece of metal touching, that makes a horrible noise.

I listened to the woodline and didn't hear any thing moving. I called 911, let them know what happened and continued to drive to work.I felt horrible.

My core belief, is that moment to moment, day to day, everything happens with complete divine timing and purpose. Even the stufff that is considered "bad."So then I begin to question why. If I would have left my home just 2 seconds earlier or later, that doe and I would have never met. There was no one else coming on Steamboat Island road, either way, for at least the next two minutes. As I was walking on the side of the road, one car passed me.

I got to work and was really bummed out. Why did that deer pick me.? I called Shanna and left a few messages, and I called mom. Mom basically told me what I already know but it was helpful to have someone else tell me. Shanna called me back and we talked too.

I wrote a friend in Canada who also sees the numbers, and also has very similar beliefs on whats going on in the world.She told me to go do some research on deer symbolism...I was pretty amazed at what I learned. After reading for about ten minutes I got it. It still hurts my heart but its all part of the puzzle nonetheless.

Heres where it gets interesting.My general manager has a neighbor that buys all of her cars here. In the past ten years, they have bought at least ten cars. Today she was in buying an older Honda that we would normally wholesale because it has too many miles and is hard to get financed. It was for her daughter. It was a cash deal, with no financing involved, and had to many miles on it to put extended protection. I have been training for the finance department for three weeks now. I haven't actually been able to "sign a customer up" on a car yet. My manager decided to let me get my feet wet, by letting me sign my general manager's neighbor up on the Honda. Due to the fact there was no finance paperwork, warranty, gap, etc, the paperwork was very simple. I didn't have the opportunity to make any money, but thats ok. For a first deal, I didn't care. It justs means they trust me enough now to let me get started.

I have seen her many times in the past when she has bought cars. She has never bought one from me. I introduced myself to her, and she told me her name was "Shanna." My partner's name is Shanna. I smiled at the synchronicity.I grabbed her file and walked over to my office. I put it down on my desk and opened it up. The first document on the top of the pile was her drivers license. I looked at her birthday and my jaw dropped and I shook my head when I saw 11-11-1969....WOW...I printed up all of her paperwork and brought her in my office. The signing went smooth. I was still a bit nervous, even though I couldn't sell her anything.I went through it all, we chatted about how I got my broken foot, our kids, and our jobs. There was nobody in line, so we just chatted for a few minutes.Her daughter called and she got up to go meet her in the front of the dealership.I "intuitivelly" looked at the little digital clock on the bottom right of my computer screen, and shook my head again when I read 12:21.

Somethings going down.!!!!...I feel it to my core, and I have something much much higher leading me down this path.... I promise i'm not crazy...If you look up 1111 phenomena you will be amazed...same as 2012...Ohhh...By the way. Last night I had a dream I wrecked my car and ended up in a ditch....The only thing I wish I would have done was look at the clock, or been paying attention to what song was playing, when I hit the deer. So there you have it.

Thanks for listening.