When manifesting you need to be really specific when you ask for something. I of all people should know this, but even the “master manifestor” forgets this golden rule from time-to-time, which can lead to disastrous and yet a comical chain of events that still yield the desired results. All you can do is laugh!
So let me tell you what happened… It’s the end of the school holidays, and exhausted by the excitement of summer heat, outings, friends visiting & sleep overs, my children’s behaviour has deteriorated into rudeness, answering back, screaming, stomping and slamming doors! I’ve heard the same from other parents, desperately waiting for the first day of school to arrive, but it doesn’t make it any easier dealing with two high maintenance mini-ladies (they've asked me not to call them "little girls" - so in the name of peace, I shall respect their wishes).
Our attempts to discipline, and curb this behaviour with firm discussions and punishments, has been to no avail. Desperate and emotionally crushed, I asked for help from “my highest light” while meditating. I wasn’t specific, I just asked for help to make things different, and for my girls to be more considerate and appreciative of me and everything I do for them. I was pretty sad at the time, so it really was a desperate plea to my angels and spirit guides to just "sort it out”.
The very next evening, the kids had gone to bed, and hubby and I were watching TV, when suddenly we were jolted by the sound of cats fighting in the back yard, I sprung to my feet, racing out into the darkness to rescue our cat “Maude” from the white stray that’s been trespassing on her turf.
There in the moonlight, was the stray eyeballing me, from the other side of pool. I had two options, the long way, down the path, and through the carport, or the short way through a rocky walkway flanked by hubby’s building supplies. Despite my bare feet, and my complete lack of vision the short path was the only option to ridding “Maude” of her arch nemesis.
In that split second I was committed, I ran… and just like the coyote chasing after the road runner, I fell into a one metre hole my husband had dug to unearth some damaged pipes. I was numb, and dripping blood, and I knew it was not good. Sitting in that hole, with the dull pain starting to throb, helpless, unable to move, I realised I had to call for help for the second time in 2 days.
Thankfully nothing was broken, and it has provided hubby with much amusement. Today I find myself with a swollen and bruised leg, a bleeding lump the size of an orange and throbbing pain. A trip to the doctors, 1 Tetnus Shot and ordered to 3 days with my leg iced and elevated. All of a sudden my girls (and husband) have sprung into action, fussing over me, making me food, kissing my forehead and taking very good care of me. Not something I'm too familiar with.
Now I see the disastrous, and yet comical chains of events, that in a crazy way, still yielded the desired result. I asked for help to make things different, and for my girls to be more considerate and appreciative of me. I let go, and trusted that something bigger than me, would make it happen. In reflection:
1) This is definitely "different" - I’m not usually the one being taken care of.
2) My girls ARE appreciating what I do, now that the roles are reversed.
3) I’m a control freak, so I’m getting a big lesson in letting go and letting others take charge.
4) I have someone that will always pull me out of a hole! I need to lean on him more often.
Am I in pain, yes, but is this meant to be… YES! Even though it’s not what I was expecting, my angels & guides always listen. They present things (even painful things) for my own good, and all in PERFECT TIMING. Even funnier than my ridiculous predicament, is that I’ve been procrastinating a visit to the doctor for months, so it looks like that now, has also been taken care of. I also recently asked for more time to work on my business... HEY PRESTO! I've been given 3 full days.
Ask for help, let go and trust that the universe will answer your call... even if it does present itself in the shape of a stray cat eye-balling you in the moonlight.