Law of Attraction Success Story: “I Met the Man of My Dreams”

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Guest contributor: Cathy of largeself.com. This story is about the fascinating way Cathy used the law of attraction and affirmations to meet her wonderful husband.

About three years after my divorce, I went on a ski trip to Vail with my sister, Becky. I had been living in Miami for 13 years, and after the end of my marriage, I decided it was time to leave Florida. It never felt like home. I was drawn to the West. I loved Colorado, but was also attracted to Northern Arizona and New Mexico. I owned a private physical therapy practice in Miami and my plan had been to put my practice up for sale after I got back from that ski trip with Becky. Once it was sold, I planned to use some of the proceeds to travel and pick a place to live.

As far as relationships went, I was content to be single. After the divorce I dated several men – all short-term encounters, all ending mostly badly. After the last one ended I realized that they were basically all the same person – unavailable emotionally, critical of me, abusive in their own way. (Hint: The law of attraction was working here big time!). I knew that I was attracting something to myself, but didn’t know how to change it, so I decided to try counseling. I found a wonderful therapist who helped me identify and change my beliefs about myself and the men in my life. My therapist, Angela, showed me how to raise my vibration to the point where I was happy with myself and, while it would be nice to share my life with a partner, I didn’t need one to be happy. So after about 18 months of therapy, I was in that space when Becky and I went skiing.

On our first day out, we were standing at the base of the ski area looking up the mountain and wondering where to start. A resort volunteer noticed our confused expressions. Vail is HUGE and it was our first time skiing in Colorado. He suggested that we pick an easy run higher up the mountain since it was spring and the snow would be better, so we looked at a map and picked a run at the top of the mountain on the opposite side of the resort. We rode three lifts to get there! We never questioned why we were doing this. We just both, somehow, decided that that was where we needed to go.

On our very first run down (are you ready for this?) Lost Boy, I became aware of two guys skiing near us. The tall one was wearing a gray and blue ski outfit. He was obviously a very good skier, while his friend was less adept. Their progress was similar to mine and Becky’s. I’m quite a bit faster than she is, so I skied down the hill and then waited for her to catch up. Then I went again.

On one of these runs, after stopping to wait for Becky, I noticed the tall guy was stopping near me to wait for his friend, too. As we progressed down the hill, he would stop a little closer, and then a little closer still. It felt like he was checking me out. This went on for a couple of runs. When we got to the bottom after our second run, they were waiting for us and asked if we wanted to ride the lift up together.

We ended up skiing with Peter and Ken all day. Peter, the tall one, was single, Ken married. I loved Peter’s sense of humor and his kind, gentle manner. Towards the end of the day, a bizarre snow thunderstorm hit. We had to wait at the bottom of the ski lift for some time until it was safe to get on the lift (because of lightening). Once we got to the top of the mountain, we were told to take the shortest route down and get off the mountain.

Peter stayed in back and made sure that we all made it safely down. When we did, we found ourselves on the opposite side of Vail from the condo where Becky and I were staying. So after a post-ski beer, Peter gave us a ride back to the condo. When we parted, we exchanged business cards. He said he had really enjoyed the day and would love to get together again sometime. I really liked him but didn’t have any expectations of hearing from him. And that was okay …

The next morning, as Becky and I were sitting in our condo watching “The Today Show” and eating breakfast, the phone rang. Becky picked it up. “Hello?” Her eyes then fixed on me with a big grin. “Oh, hello Peter. Sure, here she is.”

Me: “Hello?”

Him: “Hi. I just wanted you to know that I had a great time yesterday. I would love to see you again before you go back to Florida. Any chance you could spend an extra day here? I could meet you on Saturday in Denver when Becky flies out and take you back to the airport on Sunday.”

Me: “Uhhhh … Not sure. Let me think about it. Can I let you know tomorrow?”

Him: “Sure. I leave for work around 8:30. I’ll look forward to your call.”

I thought about Peter off and on all that day. I wasn’t sure what to do. I really liked him, but to use an old euphemism, “I didn’t know him from Adam.” My sense was that he was a great guy, but I didn’t know for sure. As I went to sleep that night, I decided to turn it over to the Divine and I knew that some answer would come to me …

That night, I was awakened and practically knocked out of bed by a LOUD voice in my head saying “Call Continental!” Now, dear reader, do realize that I am not typically clairvoyant. And I don’t hear things that aren’t there. So this voice definitely got my attention. I said: “Okay, so I’ll call Continental.”

Becky was already up and in the living room eating breakfast.

“I know you’re going to think I’ve lost my mind,” I said, sheepishly. “But I’m going to call Continental and see if I can change my flight to Sunday.”

“You won’t be able to change it,” she said. “I tried to change my flight after I got my tickets so I could spend an extra night with my friend Evelyn in Denver. They said that since it was issued on a group rate, I would have to buy a one-way ticket for four hundred dollars.”

“Well, I’m going to call them anyway. If it’s a pain to change or it costs a lot, I’ll just take it as a sign that I’m not supposed to stay.” So I called …

Me: “Hello, I’m flying from Denver through Cleveland to Miami on Saturday. Leaving at 10:00 a.m., arriving Miami at 11:00 p.m. Is there any possibility of changing that flight to return on Sunday?”

Continental Airlines: “I see that this is a group rate ticket. Let me transfer you to the group desk.”

Continental Group agent: “Hmm. Let me see what I can do … Oh, there’s a nonstop flight from Denver, leaving at 10:00 a.m. and arriving Miami at 4:00 p.m. It will cost $25 to change it and there’s one seat left. Would you like it?”

And as, they say, “The rest is history.” That was twenty years ago last month, and Peter and I celebrated our 19th wedding anniversary last month. We are still in love and very happy.

Actually, there are many, many more seemingly magical parts to this story:

  • The guy at the front desk of the condo, who conspired with Peter to find me when the business card that I had given him showed my restored maiden name on it and my travel agent had booked the trip in my married name (before airline security got so tight). The same guy helped him the next day, too, so he was apparently at the condo desk from Sunday afternoon (Peter got off I-70 and placed the first of three calls, before they could actually find me) to Monday morning. But strangely, Becky and I  never saw him before that morning nor after, and we were there a week.
  • United Airlines dropping their rates by 50% one hour before I called to book a ticket to visit Peter in Denver. We were able to book round trip flights every three weeks all that summer to see each other. The day after we booked our tickets, United was getting ten thousand calls an hour.
  • Peter had also been working with a therapist to get clarity about his relationships, thereby raising his vibration to attract his rightful partner.

So what do you think? Law of attraction in action or dozens of coincidences? I’m thinking the former …

The way I see it, Peter and I were both magnets for each other and God, the Universe, our LargeSelves, or whatever you want to call it, couldn’t help but find a way to bring us together. I still laugh when I remember Peter saying “If we don’t figure this thing out, we’ll both be struck by lightening simultaneously!” I don’t think that would have happened, but we would also have missed out on many years of love and wonderful times together. Thank you, law of attraction. I’ll be forever grateful.

Cathy

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Inspiration from the other side.

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38 comments

  1. Can I just tell you — Mollie and all who contribute here — how energizing it is to read stories like this! Thanks so much for sharing. I feel lifted up several notches just in the few minutes it took to read it.

    Evan

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  2. what a great story. just when one can sour on how there aren’t enough “opportunities” in the world comes this fabulous story reminding us if you cannot find them – CREATE THEM!

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      Make sense?

      Mollie

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