My friends call this my loaf of bread story - but really it's a story about how to manifest anything you want...
One particular friend has been on at me to include it here - because to be honest, it really underpins a large part of what this site is about... creating life on your terms. So rather than explain myself, let's just get on with the story...
It all started with a simple loaf of bread. It was a very nice loaf of bread - 100% rye from a stall at an organic market I frequent from time to time.
I don't go there very often because it's only held once a week and it's about a 40 minute drive away.
But on this particular day I decided I wanted a loaf of this yummy bread. And it seemed like a lovely idea to go to the markets on that sunny Sunday morning.
There was one small problem - I didn't have enough money, and most farmers markets only take cash. I also didn't have much time to get there because by the time I decided to go... the markets were close to closing.
But in any case, even though I didn't know how it would all work out, I still got in the car with with my border collie, Finn, and drove over there.
On the way I tried to get money from a petrol service station, but their machine wasn't working, I saw a shopping centre across the road, but it was busy and not easily accessible - so I didn't stop.
I looked for ATM's as I drove, slowing down every time I saw a block of little shops, but no luck with that either.
So I ended up arriving at the market with the same amount of money I had left home with.
I made my way to the stall and saw it was still open. I had a look as people were paying - but it didn't seem as though they had a card machine...
I did notice one thing, however. The loaves were cheaper than I thought - $7 instead of $9.
Anyway, I wandered off and looked around at other stalls hoping to find a small loaf for $4.50 (which is all I had), but there weren't any.
So I thought I'd just go back to the first stall, even though I wasn't really sure why. I'd surrendered to the fact that I wouldn't be getting the bread today... but I just felt called to go back anyway.
When I got there, there wasn't anyone else around. And one of my favourite loaves was left.
So I asked (even though I thought I knew the answer) if they had a mobile card machine. "No", came the answer. But instead of thanking her and walking away - I felt compelled to continue chatting to the young girl serving. By way of conversation I explained I didn't have enough cash and I'd been trying to drum some up, but to no avial.
She asked me how much I had and then offered me a smaller loaf for that amount. It wasn't really what I wanted, but at least I was going to go home with some bread.
Now, I knew for certain that I only had $4 and some small change because I had completely emptied my purse out earlier to count it. It's a small purse, so nowhere for extra coins to hide. And I even remembered what coins I had:
two 50c pieces,
a couple of 20c's and a few 5c coins
So I got my money out, but I dropped a coin and when I had picked it up and counted it out I had exactly $6.70!! What? I was in mild shock...
Spurred on by this strange, but welcome discovery, I asked if I could have the large rye loaf that I wanted instead as I was only 30c short.. and she said yes. Result! I got exactly what I wanted!
To me this was a little miracle. I say 'little' because of course it was only a loaf of bread... But when you think of what the Universe had to set up in order for me to get it, it's actually quite a BIG miracle, for a small thing.
When I dropped my coin it disappeared under the table so I couldn't see it. but when I reached underneath I saw it was a $2 coin. The only explanation I can think of is that I dropped a 20c or a 5c piece and it rolled away, and someone else had dropped the $2 earlier, which I found, thinking it was mine.
But even though there is a logical explanation for it - how absolutely perfect. Perfect that I was there when I was, that I dropped a coin and that someone else had dropped one earlier and hadn't realised it.
And here's the thing - I completely believe I manifested that by setting an intention and then just following my intuition, taking the easiest and most compelling action at each step. And if I can do it with a loaf of bread I can do it with anything!
Which means you can too.
If the Universe can conspire so precisely and so perfectly for me to get my loaf of bread - imagine what else it can conspire to bring into my reality - and into yours!
We always expect miracles to be big and flamboyant somehow - but usually they're small everyday occurrences and often we don't even notice them. But when you do, you begin to have faith that the Universe is a friendly place, ready to support us on every level.
And it's only when we try to control everything... 'work it out' in our heads... that we come unstuck because how can the Universe send us these miracles if we're so convinced that it's US that's in control? Even when it does - we don't see them, we miss them.
If I'd looked at it logically I would have said... I don't have enough money, I can't get the bread.. oh I won't bother to drive all the way over there. (Did I mention this market is about a 40 minute drive from my home?).
But actually I just followed what can only be described as a 'niggle' to just go anyway...
I've since distilled the essence of what I did on that day, and I've realised that every time I've manifested something, even when I wasn't sure of success, I've unwittingly done exactly the same things as I did that day.
This is what I learned from this experience:
Next time you're wondering how to manifest something, whether it's a new job, a sum of money, or even a loaf of beautiful fresh bread - try these tips out and see how they work for you.