The story of one angel

I wanted to post this small story about this angel statue I had. My husband brought it from somewhere and it was just standing on a window sill for about a year, in our ld apartment.it never really blended in and was clearly out of place. For some reason it never occured to us to give it away and when we bought a condo, we took it with us. There, it being out of place has become more aparent than ever, yet, we still kept it. Finally, after the total of 2 years i have decided to give it away to a better home. So I have this friend in Ireland who has a beautiful daughter named Angelina. My friend collects angels because of the connection to her daughter's name and she asked myself and few others, residing in different countries to send her an angel figurine from each country. Interestingly it happened two days after I have decided the little angel figurine needed a new home. i didn't realize it at first and started thinking of what type of angel to send. Unfortunatelly, (or fortunatelly?) in the states we have an abundance of angel figurines and it would be nearly impossible for me to make a choice. Than I realized I already had an angel figurine. So that's how the angel made it to Ireland. I know there is a reason behind everything that happens so i am very curious as to why the angel figurine was supposed to end up in ireland in my friend's collection.

How to find your path in life

Something interesting happened yesterday that made me think of Celestine Prophecy again and again. I remember reading that finding your path is easy - the path you need to tak will always look more beautiful and brighter in order to attract your attention. So yesterday I got a text message from a friend how she went on a date that turned out pretty bad - she hated the guy and didn't want to be there, but then she went to the bathroom to wash her hands and there was another girl in the bathroom wearing a very interesting skirt. My friend immediately because drawn to the skirt and, being rather extraverted person, she complimented the girl on a forementioned skirt. they got to talking and turned out the girl is into some sort of meditation and she invited my friend to attend this class. I recall my friend saying to me "I would never have spoken to her if I didn't like that skirt so much". So I told her about that chapter of Celestine prophecy and suggested that she should read it. Well, the same day she ordered all the books from the series and got started on Celestine Prophecy right away and got through first two chapters before going to bed. I am excitedly waiting to hear back from her about her further experiences.

The story of two pots - you are good the way you are

An elderly water bearer had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master’s house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. “I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you.”
“Why?” asked the bearer. “What are you ashamed of?”

“I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master’s house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts,” the pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.”

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot’s side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

Universe listens

It is incredible how our thoughts materialize and how the Universe delivers us whatever we ask for.

Like the other day I was going over fall clothes for my son and washing and putting away into storage things he won't be wearing for a while and separating all the things he will not be wearing, so I decided to donate to charity those clothes. I posted on Facebook asking my friends if they know of a good local charity where I can donate baby clothes in a good condition and people sent me many responses but I have decided to go with Purple Heart. I searched google for local Purple Heart but their hours were not suitable for me to make a drop off, so i have decided to call them later and see if I can schedule something but I got busy and never did. I never told anyone about what I've decided either.

Two days later I got a card in the mail from ... Purple Heart saying that they will be on our street in 1.5 week to pick up things and whoever wants to donate needs to schedule a pickup online. I looked at the card and it said "Deliver by 09/19/11". And the day when I decided to contact Purple Heart was a Saturday 09/17/11. How amazing is that?