The Miracle Behind Finding my Boyfriend

I met my man at 41.  When I told this to a high school friend of mine I knew what he was thinking so I just said it out loud:  "it is a miracle".

He went on to tell me how it is more likely that a woman will be a victim of a terrorist attack than get married after 35. I nodded.  I am not kidding myself, I know it is something special.

I remember myself at age 39 in India visiting a tailor shop of a man and wife. I saw them so happily married, working as a team, and felt inspired to ask if they knew of a mantra I could use to attract love into my life.

In Indian society, if a woman is over 30 and does not have four or five children she is looked upon as a sad, sorry story. OK, I exaggerate, perhaps it is not four or five, but at least one.  Can you imagine what this man may have thought?  I did not want to.

Sita and Rama

He first asked me if I was serious. Requesting a mantra is no joke, it is a serious act of faith that deserves proper entry check-points.  I started to cry, don't know why, maybe because I really did want it.  He sent me to the back room of the tiny shop, offered me a cup of chai, and gave me the mantra of Sita and Rama, said I should sing it 108 times a day.  I did for a while.

The real miracle through the prayers was not so much having the universe rearrange itself in such a way that I would meet him, which was awesome in its own right, but rather:

• Having the eyes to recognize him when he finally came
• Realizing that men have feelings too, (this one was particularly hard) 
• Realizing the divinity in me, as a woman, noticing that I am indeed, very worth it
• Knowing that I could speak the truth, play no games
• Understanding that men can be trusted
• Realizing that sharing life with another human being is the fastest way to grow spiritually
• Really noticing that love is never about having him do what I want him to do, but rather to enable him to be the best person he can be (and expect the same)
• Learning to both give AND receive
• Knowing that it might not all be a bed of roses and be ready to show up no matter what

The real miracle happened in my own shift in perception.  It was the new way of seeing things that gave love the possibility to come into my life.

My own change in consciousness opened up the possibility of letting another being into the shadow sides that I don't like to show in public, into seeing me as I am, into sharing what I am feeling even when it does not look pretty.

Also, I never think of statistics other than as "noticeable and colorful details", they are not real, they are numbers which, when it comes to human interactions, and a constantly expanding universe, mean nothing.


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