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What the world needs now is Love, Sweet Love … truer words have never been sung!  It’s really simple, if we react to hate with hate, we will get more hate, anger breeds anger, vengefulness,  more in return.  The pattern must be broken.  Patterns repeat and dynamics play out whether on a small or large scale.  I have a small personal story to illustrate the power of this law of attraction.

I was working in my husband’s office, responding to a credit chargeback where a patient was questioning part of her bill.  Always looking for a win/win resolution, I faithfully communicated with the patient and the credit company to sort out the details.  To keep the patient happy, we were willing to refund the challenged amount which was about fifteen percent of the total bill.  The credit company, following internal protocol, ultimately decided instead to invalidate the entire amount, which was considerable and had a meaningful impact on our office finances.

I was struck livid (LIVID!!!!) by the unfairness of their decision and unwillingness to respond to reason.  I could not release the anger I felt, it overtook my consciousness.  For days, every time I thought about what had transpired, fury bubbled up inside of me and flowed out in the kind of language I’m not usually known for displaying.

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A few days later, I was driving to work, not in any sort of hurry, peacefully listening to the radio when I heard sirens coming up behind me and looked in my rearview mirror to see a police car, lights flashing, barreling down the hill behind me and several other cars.  I immediately pulled over as did the others, thinking the police car was on the way to some incident up ahead.  To my complete shock, the car came to a screeching halt right next to me.  The policewoman rolled down her window and started screaming at me with I must say the same intensity I had exhibited when I got that phone call from the credit company informing me of that chargeback.  I immediately felt the connection between those two incidents.

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I know I drew that anger to me, just like I believe we will continue to draw terrorism to us if we react with more violence.  And I believe we can turn the negativity around if everyone pulls together to raise our collective vibration out of the depths and into love and beyond.  I don’t know precisely how this will work, but I know the Universe, the Divine, God, our higher selves, or whatever you want to call it, knows how.  All we need do is surrender to that level of guidance and we will be shown the way.  May it be so.

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Goodbye 10 East Main

We were selling the building that once had housed my beloved coffee shop/bakery, BaklaJava.  Although I knew in my heart my time had passed for that adventure, I still felt melancholy closing the door for good.  As long as we owned the building, the possibility remained that I could do it again … if I wanted.

I hadn’t asked for time off to go to the closing, but it turned out I wasn’t working the scheduled day.  I asked my husband a couple of times if he needed me there, he said no, not really.  But that morning it was raining, precluding my usual walk on the track, so I decided to go along.

We stopped for gas along the way and my husband pumped.  He leaned into the car saying, “you like numbers, look at this.”  He had pumped 13.331 gallons of gas for a price of $33.31.   I am accustomed to the Universe communicating with me with numbers but this one was new on me.  I texted my psychic sister to ask what the numbers might mean.  Decision number, she said, could direct to completion.  I felt a message myself:  Pay attention!

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As we drove to the lawyer’s office, I felt a sadness creeping up in my chest that I hadn’t expected.  I’ve learned to let these feelings rise up, feel them fully and release rather than allow such to hang around and sneak up on me in unexpected ways.  The heaviness radiated, deepening as we approached the lawyer’s office.

We were last to enter the conference room, and I was surprised to see a younger man than I expected plus a couple I knew of in our area but did not know personally.  It turned out the three of them were together in the new venture, which would be a café of sorts.  Someone mentioned BaklaJava and the buyer’s attorney asked if it had been mine.  I solemnly nodded, yes.

I missed the entire business of signing over the building between my husband and the various attorneys and title insurer as I talked with the new owners about their plans.  I became filled with memories of the love and passion I had for that place, the sights, sounds, smells, the kids who worked with me, the customers who loved my then home away from home.  My heart lifted as the to-be café owners expressed appreciation for my former business and invited me to share in brainstorming and offer advice.   kevin2

The connections continued.  It turned out the three are musicians who play together and would be playing a Prince tribute in the coming month.  Would I like to come to a party?  Julie, the woman in the group is a doctor who’s also a writer with a published memoir.  The Universe said this isn’t an ending, but a pathway to something new and possibly wonderful.

I hugged the new building owner, wishing him all the best and offering any assistance to help assure his success.  As I was leaving, Julie said, “Don’t worry, it’s in good hands.”  No doubt.  And so am I.

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