Thread: The Power of Perception and Intention

sigh - I knew about the 'secret' for about a year. and I did believe it. but I didn't practice it or take it seriously until my family and I were in such a bad financial shape that in a few weeks we could have been out on the streets


this was happening about last. . .november.

what had happened, or what has beeeeen happening is that every car we get DIES. JUST DIES. Except for my mother's car. But it was very old. Its a long story but my family was convinced we had some car hex on us. Some blamed my mom because she was the one who bought all the cars that died on us. Some blamed my sister because they were all for her, or at least crashed by her in one case.

I had just gotten a job, and I need it to pay my loans. The family car, mostly owned by my sister breaks down. My ability to go to work is threatened. My sisters ability to continue her education, her future was threatened. My dad's ability to go to work was threatened, and he pays the bills. And my moms car, was breaking down because its old.

So my mom was driving me home from work, and I was really stressing out almost in tears because I knew, without this job I could never move forward in life. (can't buy art supplies, can't see friends who live in another city, can't move out!)

My mom starts talking about buying another car from her friend for cheap. It will be for my older sister to continue education. As for me. I would have to stay home. Do nothing.

And I had ENOUGH. I mean I can't even accurately describe the emotions I was going through, enough was ENOUGH. And I told my mom "IM GOING TO BUY A NEW CAR" she told me that wasn't possible with my income.

She just shook her head and thought I was in some juvenile denial of the situation we were in. I got online, researched new cars. I saw one that I thought would be affordable. My heart starts to race and I see the image of the car online and I just say "Thats my car!"

I wasn't even saying or thinking "I want that to be my car." I was literally saying and thinking that it was mine. MINE. MINE. MINE.

The next day I beg mom to take me to the car dealer. She goes along, still thinking I was going to be disappointed when all I can afford is some crappy old car.

The first thing that amazed me was how understanding the dealers were. They told me straight out that normally with my income level, with my parents credit history, with my age *under 25* this type of new car with all the normal features - AC, automatic would normally be out of my league. I told him I would not take any less than that new car, he smiles and works with us. The whole team was backing us up.

They start getting phone calls from the banks and their loans. Judging by his facial expression it seemed he was getting ready to lay down the bad news, that we would not be accepted for the loan. When we came back to speak with him that day, he had a very surprised look on his face. Not only did a bank offer us the loan, but more than one offered us a loan. Which gave us leverage for the best deal.

That day I walked out with a new car. My mom was shocked. I was shocked.

I get home, neither my sister or my dad congratulate me. I told them, "I got a new car!" and the words "new" and "car" didn't register to almost three days later. When they finally began to ask, how the hell did the youngest family member with the lowest income of all buy a new car.

After I got the new car, I realized I did exactly what the movie described. There wasn't any doubt that night that the car wasn't mine.

My dad still thinks of the worst of the worst of the worst. And for the first few days he kept telling me that I had to prepare for the worst: My car breaking down and that I would have to spend a night sleeping on the streets *because for whatever earthly reason neither my mom, her best friend, my uncles or aunts could pick me up because everyone might as well drop dead in this horrible of all situations!!*. I was flabbergasted and told him I didn't need any of his negative thoughts.

You keep your bad juju over there and Ill have my good ones right here.

I felt like something was lifted from me when I got my new car, with its shiny ten year warranty. I started to see how every day, every hour all of my family members were negative people. Always anticipating something to go wrong in their life.

I started to practice thought manifestation some more. Though I admittingly stopped when larger things started to manifest. I became afraid the more I realized what thought manifestation really means.

I should really pick it up again. Amazing opportunities were happening that I willingly walked away from, because I dreamed them up.