By Gregg Sanderson
I know sometimes in our experience, the messages aren’t immediately clear, but 35 years?
One summer in 19 Seventy-Something, Marla and I hitchhiked from Las Cruces, New Mexico, to Telluride, Colorado.
Usually we’d make a sign to tell where we were going but it would have been futile to paint “Telluride.” Few people in Las Cruces would be going there.
We could put interim cities there such as Albuquerque, Santa Fe, or Dolores but that’s a lot of signs to schlep. We finally made our choice and decided it would have to do.
The trip started auspiciously as two friends drove to Albuquerque and took us along. After that, it got better and better. One ride would let us off, and no sooner did we hold up our sign than another car picked us up. I don’t believe we ever waited as long as five minutes between rides.
In one instance a woman stopped and apologized for not picking us up because she was only going to the edge of town. Not to worry, the next car that came along took us all the way to the Telluride turnoff.
Telluride is not on the way to anywhere, and there’s nothing from the turnoff on the way to Telluride. The few cars that take that road can only have one destination.
It was late afternoon when we reached the junction after a ride with a fellow named George. He didn’t believe our stories of the rides that came along so quickly. He forgot he had picked us up while our previous ride was still visible in the distance. We hardly had time to raise our sign.
George let us out at the gas station by the junction. I’ll never forget the look on his face when a guy came up to us and asked, “Are you going up the hill?” (to Telluride).
We made it before dark.
That’s one of my favorite stories of Divine guidance, miracles, and what-have-you. Yet only last week did I get the true lesson from that experience. It was our sign.
We couldn’t think of anything to put on it, so we simply said,
“Thanks.”
That’s right. There we were with full beard (just me), long hair (both of us), our thumbs up, and a sign that said, “Thanks.” It took me 35 years to realize the big lesson from the trip was, “Give thanks in advance.”
This was before The Secret came out, and we had never heard of the Law of Attraction. The Universe didn’t care. That’s the way it works. Thoughts become things or, in this case, rides, and it’s all a matter of the vibes.
The vibration of need is one of lack.
When you express a need, you’re saying to the Universe, “I don’t have….” The Universe replies, “OK, you don’t have it.”
The energy of gratitude is the energy of fulfillment.
It says to the Universe, “I have…” The Universe replies, “OK, you got it.”
The trick is to get into the head space of “I have…” before it appears. To give thanks in advance is a giant step in that direction. Once manifestation starts, gratitude vibes multiply exponentially.
With the Thanksgiving holiday near, we get a lot of encouragement to give thanks for all the “stuff” we have.
This year let’s give thanks for the Universal laws that make “stuff” both unlimited and irrelevant.
Gregg Sanderson is author of Spirit With A Smile, The World According To BOB. He is a licensed practitioner in the Centers for Spiritual Living, and a Certified Trainer for Infinite Possibilities. His earlier books were, What Ever Happened To Happily Ever After? and Split Happens—Easing The Pain Of Divorce. His latest project is the New Thought Global Network, where subscribers can enjoy the best in New Thought presentations from anywhere at any time. You can see it at www.newthoughtglobal.org.
