I was desperate. My human body was crying out for down dog, pigeon and some backbends. Today I was established to be in the studio, on my cushion, with sufficient time to warm up. I woke up an hour or so early and worked through meal, offering myself sufficient time for you to slip away. I took the slowest elevator on earth down acim to my car and went to the parking garage. There I came across my vehicle, plugged in my boyfriend's truck. That was going to set me straight back ten minutes.
“I will be on time.” I considered to myself. Going for a heavy air, I recalled among my mantras for the afternoon, “everything always performs within my favor.“I pulled out my phone and made a call upstairs. I walked slowly to my car, slid in to the driver's chair and smiled.
Years ago, I would have overlooked that miracle. I would not have seen that, for reasons uknown, it had been perfect that I was being presented back a few momemts longer. I might have been in some sad vehicle crash and had I existed, everybody else might claim, “it's magic!” But I don't believe Lord is always so dramatic. He merely makes sure that anything decreases me down, something maintains me on course. I miss the incident altogether. And all the time I am cursing the air; “GOD, why can you make me late??? I was performing every thing to be onetime!?”
