During a conversation with a friend this weekend this (or something very close to it) popped out of my mouth,
“Show up with certainty that you can have what you want and the universe will delight in yielding it to you.”
I was sharing a story of something that happened to me in as a college freshman.
It was December 23rd, at the end of my first-ever, extremely grueling, finals week, and I was utterly exhausted. I went to be at 2am, knowing I needed to be up by 5:30am to catch the cab I’d scheduled a week earlier (it was 70 BELOW with windchill that week in Madison, WI, and as can be expected, cabs were hard to come by).
I woke up with a start at 6:45, and knew there was NO WAY I would make it to the airport for my 7:15 flight.
On a regular day, that’s a bad thing. When you have a connecting flight through Chicago to New York, where you have to get from LaGuardia to JFK for a connecting flight to Spain within just a few hours, it’s a BIG BAD thing.
I’d screwed up. BIG TIME.
I immediate called my mom, who told me to go splash some water on my face and she’d start calling airlines.
On my way back to my room, I knocked on the room across the hall from mine where some friends were up studying all night for their last final. I asked if they would please call the taxi companies, limo companies, I didn’t care what – I needed a ride to the airport. They quickly jumped in to help.
As I got back to my room, my mom called and said, “Ok. American airlines has 2 seats on their 9:00 flight to Chicago, if you get that, you can get on the later flight to NY and we’ll find some way for you to get from LaGuardia to JFK.” (I’d planned on taking a cab to my parents apartment, then heading to JFK with them an hour or so later.)
I hung up and dialed American Airlines.
“You have a seat on your 9am flight from Madison, WI to Chicago. I want it,” I said.
“Ok, let me check.” Said the woman’s voice at the other end of the line. “Yes, we have a seat. I’ll get you scheduled.”
I explained the rest of the situation and she did some of her airline magic and got me booked. As soon as I hung up I called my mother back.
“Got it. I got one of the seats on the 9 o’clock flight.”
“What do you mean? You got a seat?” My mother was completely surprised.
“Yes. You told me they had 2 seats, so I told her I wanted 1 and she gave it to me.”
“I told you they had NO seats on their 9 o’clock flight.”
“Oh! I heard you say 2, so when I called I told her she had a seat and I wanted it. She gave it to me.”
I’d shown up with absolute certainty – after all, I’d just been told they had 2 seats. My certainty opened the pathway for whatever needed to take place and, while there were about 400 other things that went wrong that day and with the whole trip (it would take about 12 blog posts to cover it all… everything from no cash (which meant no food and no taxi to JFK) because of broken ATMs to my coat getting stuck in and mangling the security machine to my luggage taking an extra 5 days to arrive in Spain… and that’s just a sampling… maybe someday I’ll share more), that step was smooth.
Show up with certainty and the universe (source, God – whatever your reference is), will yield.