Date with James or is it…Destiny?

Susan writes: I have been working on creating my perfect life since 2002. I know that sounds absurd; I have been alive since 1964. But looking back, I have to say that it was around 2002 that I woke up – I gradually became aware that my life was in my own hands, I was completely responsible for what was showing up in my life and I can create, literally, whatever I want. The total awareness of that , the complete acceptance of it didn’t happen overnight. In fact, I’m still working on it. It

is a process. For some it is a long one. For me, well, so far about seven years! I have created lots of great things, by intention, over these last seven years, and I will talk about them soon enough. But this story I am going to tell you now continues to raise the hair on my arms every time I think of it.

Earlier this year I had finished reading Wayne Dyer’s “Manifesting Your Destiny” and was practicing the morning meditations. It is quite a wonderful practice, that sitting there in the quiet of the early morning meditating. It took effort. I am not naturally a morning person. But I was persevering and enjoying the process.

At the same time, I had been planning a surprise trip to Europe with my daughter for later in the summer. I was having a great time choosing our activities, routes and lodging online. One night in my searching I happened across some video

of James McAvoy – one of my favorite film actors. At that moment, I decided I wanted to meet him when I was in Europe.

So the next morning, in my meditation, I set my intention – I’m going to meet James McAvoy when I’m in London – and then I carried on. I didn’t dwell on it at all. In fact, the day wore on, and turned into many days and I actually sort of forgot about this intention that I had set – this request I had sent out to the universe.

Then we got to Europe, we had a fabulous time, we visited five countries and the last one was England. London. We were staying with a friend, who reminded me that in a phone conversation, I had requested she set up a meeting with James. We had a few laughs over it and continued to have a great time in London, not giving James much more thought. Our last day arrived, we bade my friend farewell and we headed off to the airport. We got through security and I spotted the FCUK shop where I’d meant to get a favorite fragrance for a long time (we don’t have FCUK in the country where I live). I went up to the store employee, asked for the fragrance but they didn’t have it. He pointed to the end of the terminal to a drug store. He said I should check there, they should have it. I went down to the drug store, in search of the fragrance. I later found out that the drug store doesn’t even carry perfume, but it didn’t matter because I had to go to that drug store. I walked into the store, I rounded the corner and there was James, standing before me big as life, waiting at the counter to see the pharmacist about some prescription (just like a regular person). Our eyes met. All the forces in the universe had been set into motion, right up to the FCUK employee telling me to go down to the drug store for the fragrance, because I had to meet James McAvoy before I left London.

Well, the unfortunate part of the story is that I totally choked. I will always regret that I didn’t rush up to meet him, shake his hand and whip out my camera. Instead, my knees buckled, my throat went completely dry and I was overcome with the desire to protect his privacy. Besides, I wasn’t expecting this to happen quite like this, so I didn’t have my speech prepared. I stood right next to him in line, however (waiting to hear that the drug store doesn’t carry perfume) – I even heard him speak in his wonderful Scottish way, albeit not to me…and then my daughter and I stalked him for a full 10 minutes through the airport until he was lost in the crowd. Of course I spent the next 24 hours intensely going over the speech in my head that I would have delivered and will deliver next time!

But the beautiful part of this story is that he was there. Because I had ordered it. I mean, what are the odds? On a planet of 6 billion people, the one person in the world I request to show up while in London actually appears in the airport there on my way home? I guess you can imagine that I am feeling pretty powerful now.

This simple little story really illustrates to me the calm truth that I create my reality and it can be whatever I want. There are many lessons in it – we’ll talk about those later. But for now, I will just content myself with my goose bumps.

And James, brace yourself! I will not be too shy to introduce myself the next time we meet. My name is Susan! So be ready to shake my hand!!