Tabitha, Raindrops, Non, The Traffic Light, Window

Just returned home from a blessedly short visit to my local Hyundai dealership where I had driven to remedy a problem that occurred last night. I had come home from a long day that included doing FREE HUGS at the Doylestown Memorial Day Parade, having a serendipitous lunch with one friend who I haven’t seen in a few years, then hanging out on my cousin’s sun-drenched back deck and lastly zipping into Philadelphia to have quality time with another kindred spirit. On the way home from my whirlwind day, I stopped at Trader Joe’s for some grocery shopping and brought home lovely flowers. Next visit was to the World Market to have fun purchasing gifts for a friend who is getting married.

When I pulled into my driveway and attempted to roll up the windows that had been open to allow a beautiful breeze that was an antidote to the pre-summer warm temps, I discovered that the passenger windows wouldn’t budge. Uh oh. I prayed, offered Reiki to my car, I panicked, and then decided that my car would be safe overnight. The next morning, I planned to take it over as soon as the dealership opened to have them do a look-see. I strategized the ‘what ifs,’ hoping I could get to work on time, and thinking through car rental if needed and then remembering that they have a courtesy van.

Beforehand, I researched the likely cause and it seemed it was electrical in nature according to other owners who had the same issues. I expressed gratitude that it hadn’t rained overnight. Sadly, it wasn’t enough to hold off the torrents when I got into the car and drove the few miles to get there. I kept intending that it be a quick, easy and affordable fix that would allow me to get to work on time. When I pulled into the lot, I saw that there wasn’t room for my vehicle under cover, so I went inside and told the man behind the counter that there was a bit of an emergency and inquired if he could pull it to a dry spot. He asked if I could leave the car there for the day since it might be a while before they could get to it. I asked for a ride to work if that was the case. I handed him the keys and he parked the car and came out smiling with the windows in the closed position.

“What magic did you work?” He responded that I had the lock button on that prevented those windows from raising. He handed me the keys and after thanking him for being a miracle worker, I was on my way, amazed at how perfectly my intention came to be. Quick…check…easy…check and not only affordable but free. Can’t get better than that.

How often do we all miss the simple solution that could unlock a world of possibility? How many times have we left ourselves exposed to the emotional elements? How can we trust that all will work out despite our doubts?

All systems go.

“I truly believe that everything that we do and everyone that we meet is put in our path for a purpose. There are no accidents; we’re all teachers – if we’re willing to pay attention to the lessons we learn, trust our positive instincts and not be afraid to take risks or wait for some miracle to come knocking at our door.”- Marla Gibbs

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