 | THE ART OF MANIFESTING – Part One Underwritten by McCune-Brooks Healthcare Foundation, on Friday, June 2, 6:00 to 8:00 p.m., artCentral’s Annual Membership Exhibition begins with a picnic, the recognition of award recipients and a celebration party for David’s and my May marriage. Mark your calendars, watch for details and plan to attend this delightful evening come rain or shine. |
For the last two weeks we’ve been in full-on-get-ready-for-the-big-day mode, and for two weeks well-meaning friends have been asking, “What are you going to do about Saturday’s weather?” Following an extended stretch of fair and pleasant days and nights, the wedding weekend predictions are for heavy rains and severe storms. Not ideal for an outside-inside venue.
In spite of foreboding information shared with concern, David and I resolve to stay calm and focused, for we’re learning the art of manifesting. This tried and true practice teaches that the best way to attract what you want (fair weather) is to not worry about or agree to the unwanted, especially troublesome forecasts. We carry on as though the skies will kindly bless us when on our wedding day we climb a ladder to speak our vows before our loved ones.
Two days before our Saturday wedding, David cuts the grass. In spite of flight delays, my son and daughter and their families arrive on favorable winds. David’s sisters, Chris and Ginny, bake and deliver festive foods and beverages to be enjoyed at the after party in our new home. They decorate the dessert buffet for the European style cake constructed in tiers of tiny cupcakes.
Friday morning begins beneath heavily overcast skies. Ever-darkening, rain-laden clouds are rumbling and roiling. By the afternoon, as tornado sirens begin to blare, the radio’s weather man is shouting “Take cover immediately!” We go single file down the basement stairs. We sit in a family circle on folding chairs. Singing “Happy Birthday” we cheer as four-years-old granddaughter, Sophie, gleefully unwraps her gifts.
Steadily monsoon rains outside are pouring a deluge through a new found crack in our foundation. There’s comfort in watching the delight of this magical child, safe in our circumference, while rising waters creep ever closer. Though the sump pump is struggling, the lights stay on. The sirens cease. We climb up the basement stairs to finish getting ready for our Saturday wedding when more storms are predicted…to be continued.
In spite of foreboding information shared with concern, David and I resolve to stay calm and focused, for we’re learning the art of manifesting. This tried and true practice teaches that the best way to attract what you want (fair weather) is to not worry about or agree to the unwanted, especially troublesome forecasts. We carry on as though the skies will kindly bless us when on our wedding day we climb a ladder to speak our vows before our loved ones.
Two days before our Saturday wedding, David cuts the grass. In spite of flight delays, my son and daughter and their families arrive on favorable winds. David’s sisters, Chris and Ginny, bake and deliver festive foods and beverages to be enjoyed at the after party in our new home. They decorate the dessert buffet for the European style cake constructed in tiers of tiny cupcakes.
Friday morning begins beneath heavily overcast skies. Ever-darkening, rain-laden clouds are rumbling and roiling. By the afternoon, as tornado sirens begin to blare, the radio’s weather man is shouting “Take cover immediately!” We go single file down the basement stairs. We sit in a family circle on folding chairs. Singing “Happy Birthday” we cheer as four-years-old granddaughter, Sophie, gleefully unwraps her gifts.
Steadily monsoon rains outside are pouring a deluge through a new found crack in our foundation. There’s comfort in watching the delight of this magical child, safe in our circumference, while rising waters creep ever closer. Though the sump pump is struggling, the lights stay on. The sirens cease. We climb up the basement stairs to finish getting ready for our Saturday wedding when more storms are predicted…to be continued.
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