The Universe Knows Best

The Universe Knows Best Several years ago, I needed a new car. Excuse me, a new "pre-owned" car. I wanted an economy car. So I researched what I could, with "Consumer Reports," to find the most reliable, most inexpensive cars. I picked about five that I decided to look for, with one model being the most desirable. Throughout the process, I kept affirming that I found the Divine Right car, for the Divine Right price. The car that was best for me, reliable, mechanically sound, economical to drive.

I checked all the local dealers, and found a couple of my "most desirable" cars, the one I really wanted. But one of those had some definite body problems, and the dealer wouldn't negotiate at all. The other dealer tried to pull a fast one on me, and I walked out. Eventually, I traveled to Phoenix, one hundred twenty miles to the south, to wander their car lots. None of the cars on my list were available. I was getting very frustrated. In early December, I test drove a car at a local dealership that was second on my list.

It just wasn't right. I gave up the search over the Christmas holidays, and just continued affirming. I'd done all that I could, now it was up to the Universe to find and deliver the right car to me. Just after the first of the year, oferty pracy lidzbark warmiński the last dealer called. "Have you found a car yet?" "No." "We're going to a car auction this week, and we'll get one for you." The next week, I went in, checked out the car that was my second choice, and bought it for under wholesale Bluebook.

When we get out of the Universe's way, we manifest what is best for us, not necessarily what we think is best. The Universe has information that we couldn't possibly have. My experience wasn't a random event. Recently, a friend was going through the same process I went through a few years ago. Since he'd gotten a new job thirty miles to the north, in snow country, he needed reliable transportation. (Yes, Arizona gets snow. We even have several ski areas.) He was looking for a new "pre-owned" car, and selected three models he thought would be the best and most economical.

Interestingly, his research had verified that the car I got was much better mechanically than my original first choice. After we unsuccessfully investigated local dealerships, we drove to Phoenix. He was getting panicky. He had to have this car by the time he began his new job in one week. I kept reassuring him that he'd find the Divine Right car. We drove one of the cars he had on his list, but wasn't impressed. If you enjoyed this post and you would like to obtain more facts pertaining to praca za granicą z zakwaterowaniem (http://mobileprof.com/__media__/js/netsoltrademark.php?d=freespeech.mytakeonit.org) kindly check out the internet site. At the next dealership, the salesman drove us around their acres of "pre-owned" cars.