Part IX: …and You’ll Get the Results

I came home that New Years Eve. Logic would have me go right to sleep after such an event. But instead I proceeded to sit down at my typewriter and write a letter.

Now please keep in mind that I had no idea that I would ever be teaching Universal laws or writing of this experience so many years later. Had I realized the possibility at that time, that letter as well as hundreds, perhaps thousands of other details would have been organized and filed away for future reference. So at this time, I am relying only on those details that surface from my memory.

The only sentence that I remember from the letter was something like “I seem to have become THE source for party and event locations in Los Angeles.”

Yes, I had thought of the idea of a location company for parties and events. It was a brand new idea and concept. My event planning efforts may have seemed insignificant in the marketplace compared to the numerous large and established event companies in the city. And yet in writing, in present tense, I was CLAIMING myself to be an expert and top source in the city. And in fact, I was not being untruthful. No one else was operating as a source for party locations, therefore in my mind, I WAS “the” source. I was the only source so that made me “the” source. Wonderful logic, don’t you think?

But let’s put logic and rationalization aside. From the standpoint of pure spiritual law, I was accepting in my consciousness at that moment that I, in the “now” moment, was the expert and exclusive source for locations for parties and events. I was claiming my good and stamping my claim indelibly in my subconscious mind and in Universal Mind. I truly was, at that very moment, in thought and feeling, THE source for party and event locations in Los Angeles. I wasn’t pretending that I was. I wasn’t wishing that I was. I felt it in my heart. I had become it and accepted it in consciousness. In my mind, I found a need and was filling it. At the same time, I was creating a niche that would distinguish me in the industry.

There was no computer, only a small typewriter.

There was no professional looking stationery. My letterhead was actually quite airy fairy. I had found some full-color metaphysical type stationery with a mother Pegasus and its baby that filled about a third of the top of the page and the rest of the page was blue sky, It was very pretty and unusual stationary, but was definitely more creative than businesslike. The Pegasus was sheltering its baby under its wings in flight. I remember that the artwork symbolized “security” to my mind. It symbolized the security that I was seeking from the Universe. I had previously contacted the company that distributed the stationery and asked if I could buy it in volume, as it was only sold over the counter in small packages. They agreed. Since event planning was relatively creative, I had been using this as my stationery. It was different. I liked being different.

I don’t believe I even had a business name picked out at the time – I’ll explain in the next segment why it appears that I created the name months later.

There was no publicist. No PR person. No marketing professional. No media contacts. No education on how to get media attention.

I don’t think I even knew back then what a press release or marketing letter looked like.

So this letter served as none of those. It was just a simple letter with a few paragraphs stating what I was doing. The words flowed from within me onto the paper. There was no hesitation, no second guessing. No fear. No wondering if it would work.

There was only faith in the promptings that were “instructing” me to write the letter.

Now I am sure you are wondering, to whom was I sending such an assertive, inspired – and rather audacious – letter?

That simple letter was signed, stamped and mailed to the Los Angeles Times, the city’s major paper and one of the two largest newspapers in America. I don’t recall addressing it to any specific department; perhaps it was to editorial, or maybe “To Whom It May Concern”. But off it went.

Who was I to make such a claim to one of the largest newspapers in the world? I was a child of the Universe, that’s who. I don’t know if I fully realized it at that moment, but I was snuggled securely under the Universal wings.

And THAT, dear readers, is what I was guided to do at 3:00 am, New Year’s morning, 1984.

An idea had been born in my consciousness. It slowly surfaced to conscious awareness and a new business concept was created. I had subliminally “tuned in” to the pulse of the event industry and noticed the signposts the Universe placed along my path. There was no doubt in my mind that I was to do this.

There was no doubt in my mind that I was to mail that letter to the Los Angeles Times, although a “rational mind” could have easily discounted the possibility that it would ever be seen by an editor’s eyes.

At the same time, there was no conscious awareness in my mind of the Universe’s ultimate plan and the striking results of my action that would soon arrive.

To be continued…

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