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Happy Sunday Sunshine!!!

Hope you’ve been doing AMAZINGLY well, despite the circumstances these days.

I want to tell you a fun yet powerful story about creating our reality.

There has been SO many insights, events, knowings and downloads happening over the years and just here and there I document them and send them to you.

This was just too juicy! I couldn’t shake it off or let it go. It was begging to be seen ๐Ÿคฉ

So much so I even illustrated the event!

 

 

It involves my dear “Little Miracle” which is how I call my car.

Here is proof of the accuracy in the illustration. Colors in special. Can’t be fooled ๐Ÿ˜

 

 

Isn’t he cute just casually parked like this? ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿƒ

I call my car “Little Miracle” because oh, the series of tiny miracles that had to happen for us to be together and then final and biggest of all with the car materializing in my parking lot!

I’m not going into details about that specifically because it happened 3 years ago.ย  {I have fresher stories to tell ๐Ÿคฉ} But let’s just say even my lack of understanding of the car-buying process didn’t stop us from being together — *ahem* just so you get a ‘feel’ for it, I had NO clue that you need to have a valid driver’s license to buy a car ๐Ÿ˜ I know! so obvious, but realizing that the day before yours is about to expire added some extra movement to things.

Anyway, that isn’t the story for today.

Today I want to tell you about how:

Visualization can bring you results overnight.

So Little Miracle {my car} is one that I knew would not give me mechanical issues AND it is comfortable to drive as can be. It’s categorized as a Luxury car. {Excuse me ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’Ž }

Which was why I choose this one — hassle free and comfort.

In our 3 years together, it held up to this standard. Extremely well!

And then on a stormy afternoon while cruising across town running errands, Little Miracle wouldn’t start.

 

That was unheard of!!!

It didn’t even compute in my brain.

I was like…. “what? why is it so quiet? I think all the pouring storm outside seems like I can hear anything inside. Because it can’t be that the car is….. dead?!”

And I tried to star the car again… and again…. nothing.

I was dumbfounded.

“What now? This has never ever happened!”
My mind started racing to the back-in-the-days experiences back home as a kid, being stranded in some Interstate and my mom trying to get help yet praying that no psycho would be the one to stop to “help” and put us in more danger.

๐Ÿ‘†๐ŸผThis scenario had happened WAY too often, and WAY before cell phones, driving WAY too beat up cars, while living in a place where tropical afternoon storms were WAY too common. Adding more “fun” to the fun ๐Ÿ™„

And so those quick flash back/memories, came rushing through my mind in a split second, as I started the car and it wouldn’t react. It was pouring outside. ๐Ÿ˜ซ I do not live in aย  tropical place anymore. Far from it! In the 1 1/2year I’ve been here it I have NEVER EVER experienced a storm like that day!

Anyway, the place I was parked, was the place I needed to run my errand, so while still puzzled and trying to compute what just had happened, I left the car and quickly ran inside the building I needed to go.

While talking to the clerk, I kept getting distracted and kept saying how my car wouldn’t start and this had never happened etc,etc, {as if the clerk would care ๐Ÿ˜€ } and at some point she said : “well, we are closing the gate in less than an hour. You’ll need to get your car out of our parking lot otherwise it will be locked in inside until tomorrow”

 

My mind was spinning.

 

I was, for lack of better term,ย  freaking the f* out. All the memories rushing through. The rain, the struggle, the uncertainty, the lack of trust on people to help, the hassle trying to go back home going on for hours and hours and never ending.

 

I caught myself in that wind whirl of fear and struggle pattern and finally came to my senses.

 

“Ok Raine, BREATH! It is not the same. It is NOT the same as ages ago. Keep calm, it’s not the end of the world.ย  Call the insurance. Move the car out of this parking lot and take it to the nearest shop. That’s IT! One step at a time. Breath”.

It still kept pouring everything from the sky, and it was loud and messy.

I ran inside the car again, ready to make things happen, make some calls and stuff.

Yet as I sat again in the driver’s seat I thought…. “lemme try just one more time. Maybe this time…. miraculously, it can work”

 

And then…….

 

VRUM!!!!!

Little Miracle responded and it was back ON! ๐Ÿ˜€

 

{Remember that scene when Marty McFly is about to drive his car under the chord of the Clock tower to go back home, he’s on a time crunch, the car won’t start, so he hits the steer wheel with his head in frustration and all of a sudden the car engine starts? Yeah, that was me! ๐Ÿ˜„}

 

 

So I didn’t even BLINK after that and thanking all the unseen forces, in a speedy second, I was making mine and Little Miracle’sย  flashy entrance at my go-to car shop.

 

{Us entering the shop ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿผ}

 

via GIPHY

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I was SO relieved! People that I knew, people that I trusted, the place I always take the car for regular check ups and all was well.

All was SO well, soooo absurdly well that, the guys at the shop – 3 of them! – tested and tested the car and found…. nothing!

 

“Nothing-at-all!”

 

“What do you mean? Just now the car wouldn’t start! There must be something with it!”

 

“We can’t find anything. Battery is good, this and that {wherever car-stuff he said that I know nothing about} are fine too, the car is starting, all is working well”

 

“Well…. thank you then….”

 

And I drove away. Happy, excited, relieved, but puzzled. What on freaking earth was going on? Little Miracle has NEVER acted up like this. This has NEVER ever happened before. Yet, nothing to report on it?

 

I did take note thou on how when the ‘drama’ started, the thunderstorm, the loudness, the being far away running boring errands, the feeling I couldn’t trust anyone to help me, etc, etc…

 

I noticed that when all of this happened, there were those swiftly flashback memories that sent me right down the “it is all happening again!” struggle-mode and I caught myself on a huge momentum spiraling down, picturing only struggle and hassle for that day and on.

 

I did take note that once I noticed I was spiraling into worst case scenario I HAD to find a way to stop it.

Even if not flipping completely around, at least neutralizing it.

 

And that’s what I did.

I kept reminding myself — it is not the same situation even thou it reminded me of it.

I kept reminding myself —ย  one step at a time, focusing on the NOW is how I’ll get out of this.

I kept reminding myself — projecting and trying to predict all the worse case scenarios to happen is NOT going to help me. It would make things worse.

 

And so, focusing on flipping my own feelings around it, everything turned out WAY better than expected.

 

$0 money spent, running errands complete and I was on my way back home. At the end of the day I categorized it in my head as a tiny delay on my day and nothing else.

 

Now, there is more to the story.

 

More fun things happened as a result of this first incident.

 

It’s now a MONTH later, here I am at home, minding my own business, living life and…. staying in for days in a row! Because you know, it is not that covid is forcing me to stay. It’s because I’ve been living the lockdown life for years now I just hadn’t had a name for it before ๐Ÿ˜

 

Anyway, at some point there was something I needed to go do. I don’t even remember what was that. Groceries maybe? Probably.

 

And so I hop on my dearest darling car ready to go and….. nothing!
All of a sudden the car is dead.

 

Oy…… not again…..

 

Nope not again! And I mean it!

 

This time – I told myself – there is NOTHING to freak out about and I will focus on THAT.

 

Because:

  • I am home, not in the middle of an Interstate trying to run errands.
  • It is beautifully sunny out.
  • There are trees all around me{it makes all the difference you know ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿƒ}.
  • Little Miracle is safely parked and all is well.
  • I don’t need the car to start. I can go without it right now and figure out how/what I need to do to get it working again.

 

And so back inside I went, opened my laptop and started searching what to do next.

 

When I tell you I know nothing about cars AND that Little Miracle has never ever left me hanging on all those 3 years, I mean it!
I had no idea, for instance, that mechanics would **not** meet you where your car is at to try to figure out right there what is wrong with it and if nothing is found THEN they’d take it to the shop.

Yeah I had no clue that this process is inexistent and that I was shooting too high ๐Ÿ˜

 

Regardless,ย  I figure out the reasonable next stepsย  {hehe ๐Ÿ˜„} and started digging in for WHY could the car be possibility acting like this.

 

So-much-info!

 

My head was spinning and I was setting myself up to spiraling back into worse case scenarios AGAIN and what would it mean going forward.

 

I caught myself doing that and stopped.

Closed the laptop and went on to do something else.

 

I knew the baby-steps, the focusing-on-the-NOW steps, I needed to do to get this solved :: 1. Find the towing service I could trust and 2. a repair shop I could also trust.

 

That was that.

 

Took me a couple days.

Topics that I don’t know bout, I get easily overwhelmedย  as the control-freak in me tries to take over again. That one control-freak version of my mind that neeeeeeeds to know every detail about everything, dig in reeeeallly deep on the pros and cons, make sure she truly has control of e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g and foresees all case scenarios!

This version of me goes WILD on those situations. She tells me all about what I *should* know, all about what I *should* be prepared for, to not be fooled, to not be ripped off, after all if something goes wrong it’s your fault for not researching enough or being better prepared ๐Ÿ™„

 

So I took my time {2 days} to make progress while keeping the balance between that chatter in my head and not beating myself up in the process at the same time.

 

Right on the day I DECIDED that I am getting it all solved, I DECIDED which tow service to call and which car shop to take it to, someone tells me a story about how he had a similar experience with a German car and because those type of cars are hard to find the issues, they never really figured out what was wrong with his. There was something about the car window being opened too and water got in and affected one of the sensors for the ignition or something, and the car was totaled. {‘Member when it first started I was in the middle of a storm? Yeah.} At the end that person, got paid more than what he paid for the car so it was a happy ending but the point was — since I took to a shop before to try to find out the issue and they found nothing, it could be a similar situation of car totaled.

 

Now the fun thing is I was taking VERY good care of my mind, my thoughts and was holding steady in my mind that things would be easy from now on. For a few moments the similar stories got me wondering what would I do if the car was totaled but I quickly snapped out of it.

 

Throughout the day was like that – feeling the feelings of all solving easily and quickly while hustling a bit with any kind of fear and “what ifs” that could come up.

At some point I evenย  caught myself ALMOST going to the car, to clean it up of my stuff {masks, chargers, etc} in case I wouldn’t have my car back.

Crazy! Caught myself thinking that, and shushed those thoughts right away once I noticed them.

 

Because the truth is I DECIDED at a certain point and committed, no matter what, to keep deciding as many times as needed that…..

 

regardless of the current circumstances, regardless of other's experiences and regardless of my OWN past experiences, I would hold the vision for the final result I wanted -- ease and uncomplicated sorting out of things.

 

And then, since I had decided already the next day {Saturday} to take it to the shop, I sat down and literally visualized the final outcome:

 

Me and Little Miracle cruising through town happily as ever, with the music blasting and me singing along to it ๐Ÿ˜„๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿš™

 

THIS was the image I held strong in my mind {and a few days later illustrated it}

We were SO cruising and SO happy that in my vision Little Miracle was literally levitating a bit ๐Ÿ˜

 

 

How cute is that? ๐Ÿ˜

Andย  I felt it.

I felt every pice of it and in all my being — us cruising around town on a sunny Saturday afternoon, so much so that while visualizing with my eyes closed I started laughing and giggling and crying all at the same time. At home. Sitting in my couch. Just by feeling the feelings of everything working out.

 

Throughout the day here and there I’d stop, sit down and get into this visualization and feeling the feels.

 

At night once more, right before falling asleep I let myself get carried away by this deliciousness of all is well feeling. All is always working out in my favor kind of feeling.

 

I fell asleep feeling that way.

 

Woke up the next day….. EXCITED! Excited to start my day! ๐Ÿคฉ

 

Who’d have though?

 

No I hadn’t forgotten I was going to take my car to the shop on a SATURDAY out of all days! I so hand’t forgotten and I was EXCITED to get it done, knowing that Little Miracle and I would be cruising through town again any minute now.

 

And so I started the process.

 

Within 15mins the towing guy was here. So quick, efficient and smooth! The bestest feeling was watching the guy do his thing and actually caring for what he was doing.

 

The repair shop is literally 4 mins drive from where I live. And I chose it not for distance convenience but because I felt I could feel safe with them {based on my **moderate** search} and they wouldn’t try to rip me off.

 

I got there, the two people I talked on the phone remembered me {it is a very big, busy shop, mind you!} and they were quick to help out the truck that was towing my car to find and settle it in the right spot.

 

I wont lie. The girl in the front desk got extra points with me when she kept complimenting my purse ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘› Multiple times. ๐Ÿ˜

 

And then there was that surprising moment where the dude doing the car intake, actually looking me in the eye, and paying attention to the things I was telling him about the car. How it has never ever had anything wrong with it and how a month ago it wouldn’t start but then it started again just so I could take to a shop and they found nothing wrong with it. The battery is fine too.

The guy actually payed attention to all I said, didn’t dismiss anything, didn’t interrupt me while I talked and took notes of all I said.

And best yet? When he was handing over my car keys to the mechanic who’d work on my car he actually passed along all the info I gave him. A shorter version of it of course ๐Ÿ˜

 

Now, love this might be the most normal thing to you and completely expected, but for me, based on my past experiences when trying to express myself on things I don’t know well enough while trying to make a point with my very limited vocabulary range {for said topic}, that is never how it goes.ย  I was happy as could be, feeling I had made the right decision and picked the right shop.

 

Still thou, let me note this here {it is important for later!} the guy WAS expecting the car to be there overnight and possibly till Monday and he WAS acting as such, thinking that now that I gave him my report I’d just go home.

 

I said I’d wait for the first inspection to see if it would even need to stay overnight.

“because it won’t”, I thought to myself and sat down in the waiting room.

 

Now love, here is the deliciousness….

 

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Not even full 20mins have passed, a little under that, I see through the glass windows Little Miracle moving around like he’s having fun in the park ๐Ÿ˜„

 

I see Little Miracle coming closer and entering the shop {it was in the parking lot first}

 

I say something out loud like….

 

“What?! I can’t believe it! He started the car! Its moving!”

 

The girl in the reception area {that love my purse ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘›} responded:

 

“oh, he must have just jump started it and brought it inside to take a closer look”

 

“mmmmm…..” I thought to myself,ย  “Is it really?”

 

Now picture me standing up, eagerly watching through the glass window the movement happening around, the mechanic pop out of my car, walk towards the building, stick his head in the window that connects to the main mechanic guy {the one that did the intake}, and I hear:

 

“…..battery…..{something something}….. key fob….. {something, something}…. that’s it…..”

 

My eyes are as wide as can be trying to catch what is going on. I have an annoying smirk on my face. I know something GOOD is happening. I’m looking at that guy that took my intake, the one that was sure Little Miracle would stay in till Monday, and he is looking at me, locking eyes with me as he hears the mechanic gives the final verdict.

 

I can tell he is surprised, in disbelief even.

 

And then I watch the mechanic holding my keys walk towards me. At this point I have no doubt I was looking like a psycho, a silly half smile in my face, eyes WIDE open, fixated watching the guy walk in my direction and EAGER to hear him say what I believe he will say — that all is solved, Little Miracle is working again.

 

And so he approaches me and says….

 

“the battery of your key fob was dead. I replaced it and now it works”

…..๐Ÿ˜ณ…..

“what?….. the keyfob has a battery inside of it?!”

“yes ma’m, it was dead so the car wouldn’t start”

{he opens the keyfob to show me}

“but what do you mean? How can that battery impact the car starting if it’s a turn key?”

{meaning even thou there are automatic buttons in the keyfob that lock/unlock doors, to actually start the engine I have to put the key in. So I thought it was totally and exclusively manual!}

“without the key fob battery the car doesn’t recognize your key so it won’t let it start. That’s a safety measure, otherwise any key cut as yours would start the car”

“oh…….”

…..๐Ÿ˜ณ…..
{me staring at him dumbfounded in disbelief}

“ok…. so you are saying that this little flat circle battery thing that I can buy at the grocery store was the problem all along?”

“yup. just that”

“so I am good to go?”

“You are good to go”

 

And just like that in less than TWENTY MINUTES I was on my way!

 

Laughing, giggling and crying a bit.

 

Yes, letting some tears roll and laughing all at the same time, thinking how always and forever we had the power all along, to create ease + goodness as well as to create struggle + suffering.
Laughing and crying about all the drama we create in our heads, how it all starts within and how things get to be easy if we believe they get to be easy. 

 

There were TONS of “but that is not how it goes” coming at me from every direction:

  • the trigger I got a month go, while in a storm, having the car not work and the flashbacks that came in a split second reminding me that this is “how it goes, there’s no easy way to deal with a car”
  • the multiple stories on the internet about horrid things that happened to people and their cars in similar situation to mine
  • the scary-crazy story I heard of a car being totaled because water poured through the window inside and some sensor that wouldn’t let it start anymore
  • my own doubt that prompted me to almost go clean up the car {masks, headphones, chargers, etc} thinking that it can’t be that easy and Little Miracle would have to stay overnight or worse yet, never come back
  • the same reasoning of the guy in the shop, acting like I was just dropping the car in and wouldn’t stay after all, because in HIS experience those things don’t solve themselves out in a split second like that
  • the receptionist girl, justifying the fact that the car was moving around not because it was fixed {so quickly, how could it?!} but because it was forced to start so it could be moved in to the “real” inspection site

 

All the above a reflection of how we expect the worse based on our own or someone else’s experience.

 

How USED are we to expect the worse?

Which of course, brings in exactly that.

 

Our past experiences and other’s experiences DO NOT need to be our reference for how we move through life and what we expect from it.

 

We are programmed to think that way. We learn that at an early age. People we trust {parents, teachers, other family members}, way back when they told us life works that way and why would we doubt them afterall? They love us and they know better.ย  And so we subscribe to it and create over and over again the same cycle of “all that is possible is what I have seen so far, nothing else”

 

So love, I highly encourage you from now on {and always} to question all that you have experienced till this day.

Those things you experienced were real yet they aren’t the final and ultimate truth of what you can experience in life from now on. Regardless of how many times something has repeated itself over and over again.

 

Very soon, peaches,ย  I’ll be launching some exclusive members-only blog posts talking all about those techniques I’ve been using over the years to shift my perception and hold on to new ways of thinking to create new realities and different outcomes in my life.ย  If you want to get the scoop FIRST, hop on the list + newsletter right here. {some extra goodies will be sent to you right away too!}

 

EXCITED to get us all flipping scripts and changing realities! ๐Ÿคฉ

 

Talk to you soon!

Smooches,