We came back home from Navajoland. It usually takes us around 9 to 10 hours one way.
On the way back on the road, I had interesting experiences that I would like to share.
We have to go through the huge canyon and mountain area. In the area, most of the road has only one lane, and passing is prohibited.
My husband always complains about this area. According to him, he always gets stuck behind a semi-truck that drives slowly as 20 miles per hour, despite of the road’s speed limit of 45 mile per hour.
I felt his thought creates such reality.
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In order to prove my guess was right, today I offered to drive the half way of the canyon area. My husband drove the remainder half.
Before I drove, I quietly prayed to guide me according to my preferable belief. I believed in my good luck and my manifestation ability. I believed I could drive smoothly and comfortably.
I started driving.
First, there was one sedan car driving before me. This person’s driving speed was just right for me that I could easily follow this car. This car stopped by the first lookout point. I quietly thanked this person to have guided me so far.
After that for a while, I was driving without any vehicles before me. I enjoyed driving on my own comfortable pace.
Then, I reached to one very slow semi-truck before me. I still kept believing in my good luck. To my surprise, the truck started driving to the shoulder, opened the driver’s window, and gestured me to pass him. I gestured thanks to him and passed this truck.
Again for a while, I drove comfortably in the condition where nobody was driving before me. Then after a while, again, I reached to another slow semi-truck before me. This time, again, miracle happened. Once I reached to the truck, within five seconds, I saw the traffic sign says “passing lane 1 mile”. Then of course, I could pass this slow truck without any issue on the passing lane.
At the gas station located at the middle of canyon, we switched driving. My husband drove the remainder, and I fall asleep in the passenger’ seat.
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When I woke up at the next bathroom break, my husband shared his driving experience. He started complaining about one semi-truck before him. According to him, due to the damn slow truck, he had to drive slower than 20 miles per hour, more than 10 minutes.
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Believe it or not, we are constantly creating our reality. Our reality reflects our belief and thoughts.
My small experiment proves this well, right?
♬ Any feedback? (^^♪
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