Sunday, November 8, 2009

Manifestation, The Result Of A Focused Desire

I just began reading the first book in the "Conversations With God" series by Neale Donald Walsch. I love what my seeking of the truth is attracting into my experience, whether I make a trip to the library, the bookstore or searching on the Internet. God/Source/The Universe is bringing me everything I'm searching for and this journey of knowledge, of remembering Who I Really Am is so exhilarating, so absolutely awesome, its hard to put into words. I can finally think about life and get excited, get enthusiastic again, even in one of the most challenging times of my life. I am so grateful to God and to the wonderful souls (both physical and non-physical) who are out there brave enough to share this truth with the world, with those who are seeking it, despite the resistance and criticism from people too afraid to open their minds and hearts to other possible paths to God.

I also was able to witness first hand this week, the amazing results of a manifested desire. For the past couple of months, my 11 year old daughter has been badgering me for a new pet. It's not like she doesn't have any. Currently we have 2 cats, 2 Chihuahua's, 1 Lab mix, a turtle and a toad. I've been telling my daughter no, absolutely no more animals because we will be moving from a house to an apartment in a few months, not to mention becoming a single parent. As it is, I will be narrowing this pack down by giving up 2 of the dogs. However, none of this had much of an impact on my daughter's desire for another creature to share our home. She just kept on about it, even offering to pay with birthday and allowance money. Still the answer was no. She even went so far as to write a note about getting a new pet and leaving it under a rock in our yard, a secret wish to any fairies possibly living nearby that could help grant her wish. The note vanished, mysteriously (no, not by me.)

A few days ago, I heard my daughter's father pull up in the driveway, so I went outside to ask him something. He was just getting out of his car. As I was talking to him, something caught my eye. I looked past him and sitting on the roof of his car was a small, bright green, parrot-looking bird.

At first I thought it was a fake bird he had stuck to the top of his car for some reason. I was about to ask why he had this thing on his car when it moved and I realized this was a real bird! He quickly took a picture of it. I think we were both expecting it to fly away. But as we got closer, it was obvious that the bird could only fly in short spurts and seemed to be lost, looking for and wanting help from us.

My daughter and I were able to lure the bird into a cardboard box using a piece of bread. Now what? I knew none of my close neighbors had a bird. I knew I couldn't keep this bird in a box for very long. So we went to the local Petsmart for advice and supplies.

Turns out we've adopted an African Lovebird. So far no one has come looking and there have been no flyers or posters around the neighborhood for a lost bird. Even if he is an escaped pet, the fact that he showed up in our yard, just feet away from where my daughter left her note, is nothing short of miraculous. I've lived here for 10 years and have never seen or heard of a bird like this living around here. And where was it before landing on top of the car which had just pulled up? No idea. I just know that this time last week, I could not have imagined there would be a birdcage sitting in my livingroom! I guess I underestimated the power of an 11 year old's thoughts.


Debra said...

What a beautiful account of our inherent nature to believe...and manifest our heart's desires. (Well, at least your daughter's!) :)

Children are our absolute best manifesting teachers/guides. Our son has been showing us the way for 14 years! I truly believe he's the reason my husband and I have become so attuned to living our lives on purpose and understanding the LOA.

Your daughter reminds me of me...
I LOVE the critter kingdom so deeply, have ever since I was a wee one.'s not ever stopped. I thrive in the presence of our wise critter kingdom. I suspect she does too.

This bird was probably released (purposefully or accidentally) by someone. ...and a love bird! How special. :) ...and it probably needs a love bird partner/friend. They LOVE to be in pairs!

Thanks for sharing this warm, heartfelt story of manifestation.

In JOY, Debra (@debsoul)