I seem to be plugged in right now.
Jennifer and I had lunch today with a financier who has taken a real fancy to PGS. He sees it as the next The Secret. He’s taking it to a bunch of his clients.
It was a very productive lunch.
After lunch Jennifer and I drove to The Grove, which is a huge shopping mall just east of Beverly Hills. It’s like a giant theme park, but very chic. It was decked out with very stylish Christmas decorations.
Adjacent to the mall is a massive carpark, and I usually get a park there very easily, but today it was crowded. I drove around and around, looking for a spot – but it was full.
I was getting frustrated, in part because parking spaces usually come very easily to me. I have very proficient “parking angels.” But today they must have been out to a late lunch.
So I drove around this carpark for what must have been twenty minutes. It was driving me nuts. I just missed several spots which were quickly snapped up by other drivers who’d seen the parking space milliseconds before me.
My frustration level was mounting.
I muttered between gritted teeth to Jennifer that I usually get a park here no problems at all, and she calmly answered: Have you asked?
Damn, she was right.
She’s always right.
I hadn’t asked.
If you want something from the Cosmos, you have to ask. That’s rule #1. Your people can’t help you unless you ask them for help.
So I asked.
I asked for a parking space right near the elevators.
And bloody hell – sure enough two spaces immediately became available. Two motorists began to pull out just as I drove up. And they were within fifty metres of the elevators.
After some twenty-five minutes of driving around, I suddenly had my choice of two parking spaces in the most perfect spot imaginable.
All because I asked.
I must admit I was a bit stunned.
Sometimes I forget that this stuff actually works. Or at least it works for me. And what the esoteric literature tells you is that your angels or Higher Self or whatever you like to call it does these little paltry things just to remind you that they’re there for you for the big stuff.
You just have to ask.
And then you have to be aware. Because sometimes the offerings aren’t as obvious as two motorists pulling out in front of you. Sometimes you have to look around, because the signs aren’t always immediately apparent.
But they’re there.
First though, you have to ask.