Am I a Loser?

Have you ever known what you wanted, set your intention, gotten into alignment, been feeling like it's a done deal, and then nothing turned out like you wanted?

Well, that happened to me last week.   

It all started a couple months ago when I heard the announcement that Elton John was coming to a town near me.  I instantly wanted to go.  

Elton John studio album released April 1970

 

 

 

If you've been following my blog, you must realize by now, I love, love, love a good concert.

I have had some really wonderful experiences, such as the Steve Miller Band concert, been backstage to meet Bobby Caldwell, went on board the New Riders tour bus, got to attend the Willie Nelson concert for free, just to name a few.

So, I set my intentions, that I wanted to go, I wanted it to be easy, fun, and affordable.  Of course the local radio station started giving away free tickets but you had to listen between 6 and 10 am.  Getting up at 6 am did not feel like inspired action to me but I did listen from around 8 to 10.  Each time I heard the cue, I dialed, but all I got was the busy signal every day, all the way to Friday which was the last day they were giving away tickets.  I didn't let that shift me out of my alignment.  I just kept thinking, lots can happen. 

On Saturday afternoon, they suddenly announced out of the blue, the 10th caller would win tickets.  Wow, another opportunity just for me.  I started dialing.  Nothing, zero, zip, busy, busy, busy.  

I could just see myself on the front row, watching Elton John play the piano, feeling the vibration of the music, feel my Sweetie's hand in mine as we listened to "Your Song".  There was still three more days before the show, the Universe had plenty of time.

I  decided on Monday I would check the status of available tickets on Ticketmaster.  Unless I wanted to be behind the stage, (a lot different than being backstage), which I did not, or if I wanted to pay a princely sum to be in the nosebleed section, which I did not, it did not look promising. Once again, I chose to remember what I wanted and how it would feel, and trust it would happen. That felt good.

On Monday afternoon, the radio announced that Tuesday morning if you were the 10th caller when you heard two Elton John songs back to back, you would win FRONT ROW SEATS.  I was totally thrilled.  This was it.  The Universe was going to give me exactly what I wanted.  It was a good thing I had gotten the busy signal before. See, it was all working out perfectly.

Once again, I decided not to get up at 6 am. Instead, I felt that I should just tune in whenever I woke up and it would be the right time.  

On Tuesday morning, I turned on my radio somewhere around 9 am, just in time to hear the announcer say be the 10th caller for Elton John tickets.  I started dialing.  Busy again.  The DJ announced the winner. It was A. Miller.  Sound familiar?  A. Miller, the same, the one and only, the guy that won the Las Vegas Trip!

I turned off my radio. As I stood there I wondered. Was the Universe having a laugh at my expense?  This was just too "coincidental" to be a coincidence.  I decided right then and there, the Universe was giving me a sign that I would be seeing Elton John, up close and personal. Just keep the faith.  I decided to go on about my usual morning routine. Setting my intentions for the day, writing in my journal, saying some feel good affirmations, and visualizing before getting ready for the day.

When suddenly I had the urge to turn the radio back on.  The last few notes of Elton John's "Your Song" were fading away, and "Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting", came on.  There it was!  The two Elton John songs back to back!  I hadn't missed out on those front row seats after all.  I started dialing, I knew this was it.  

Busy, busy, busy.  The DJ announced, "Kathy, has just won front row seats to see Elton John."  

I couldn't believe it. I didn't win?  Kathy? My name is Kathleen and I have been called Kathy plenty of times. What? First A. Miller, now Kathy?

I must admit for the first few minutes I allowed myself to feel totally disappointed. How could this be? Was I fooling myself about being in alignment? It didn't feel like it.  I was feeling good, but I hadn't won.

Now I could have chosen to be upset, to feel like a loser, declare that life is unfair, the odds are against me, it's all rigged, why did I bother, to feel cheated, make this my new story, etc.

But I am a powerful, deliberate, creator.  I know that in every moment I am either attracting what I want, or pushing it away. 

Here is what Abraham says:

"Deliberate creation is about finding a way to look at what is in a way that pleases you.  It's finding a way to emotionally feel different than your current circumstances seem to dictate."

So, did I lose? Not at all. I choose to believe I am a winner.  I choose to celebrate how close I have gotten so far, and to believe there is another wonderful, magical, concert experience on it's way to me, even now. That it doesn't always show up exactly when we want it to, but it will show up as long as I stay in alignment. That is the Law. I choose to keep the faith and know the Universe knows how to deliver and when to deliver.

When I look at it this way, it pleases me.  It feels good now.  Woohoo!

Love and luck,
Lucky Lady

FREE Willie!!!

Have I mentioned that I love going to concerts?

Have I  mentioned that I love Willie Nelson? Yes, it's true.  I do indeed love going to concerts and I have been to several Willie Nelson concerts, and I have loved every one.  

Willie Nelson signing an album for my Sweetie.

So when I saw the announcement in the paper a few months ago, that Willie would be playing in my hometown, I immediately declared to my Sweetie, I want to go and I would love to get some free tickets. His reply was, "Sounds good to me, let's go."  

Right then and there, I set my intention to go see Willie Nelson.  I also wanted it to be easily affordable, or free.

As the weeks went by, I heard of a couple radio stations giving away tickets but getting up every morning at 6:20 am, did not feel like inspired action to me.  So I just kind of let it go.  Every now and then, I would see ads for the show, and as the day of the concert drew nearer I looked up the tickets, and the prices, but it wasn't really in my budget to spend $180 on tickets.

Each morning I set my intentions for the day, and how I would love for it to go, and the morning of the Willie Nelson concert was no different.  I thought about how much I would enjoy going, and how I would love for it to be easy to get some good seats, and that I would  love for it to be free.  

Later that afternoon, my Sweetie texted me to ask if we were going to go see Willie.  I thought about it for a moment, knowing I really wanted to go, but really didn't have the extra money, then I decided to go anyway, basing my decision on doing what feels good, and going to see Willie, felt good to me.

So I told my Sweetie to come pick me up and we would go to the box office and see what kind of tickets we could get.  Who knows, all things are possible.

We arrived at the venue about 15 minutes before showtime and easily found a free parking space less than half a block away, right on the street.  Wow, that was miracle, in itself.

There were three lines of people buying tickets at the box office, so we got in one, and I have to admit, as I stood there, in line, with less than ten minutes to showtime, it occurred to me the good seats could all be sold out.  I immediately replaced that thought with one that felt better.  I just got a great parking space, for free, it's possible I can get a great seat.

When we stepped up to the window, I asked the cashier were there any tickets left on the floor.  She pointed out the section and said they were $80 each.  (at least we would save $20 in fees, buying them at the window)

As I began to reach into my purse, the cashier looked at us, then got up, walked across the room, and when she came back to the window, she slid two tickets under the glass and said, "Here are two tickets, they are on the floor, and they are FREE.  A man left them earlier and said to give them to someone."

Showing off my FREE Willie tickets.

We were totally thrilled and excited!  

What's better than going to a great Willie Nelson concert?

A great FREE Willie Nelson concert!  Totally sponsored by the Universe!!!

Thank you Universe!  I love it!  FREE Willie!

 
Love and Luck, 

Lucky Lady

Willie Nelson in my Sweetie's record room.

 

 

Take The Money And Run!

"This here's a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do...Bobbie Sue took the money and run.
Go on take the money and run."

Steve Miller Band "Take the Money and Run"

This here's a story about Shayne and Kathleen...

One hot Monday afternoon in August 2005, my friend Shayne ran into an old school friend who mentioned that the Steve Miller Band was playing that Thursday about three hours away, and both of us being Steve Miller fans, wanted to go. So I called the venue and yes, they still had tickets and the show started at 8pm.

I run my own business which is open until 6pm so I had a slight problem.  The concert was three hours away which meant I had to be on the road no later than 5pm.  I don't have any employees but every now and then my daughter will hold down the fort while I take off, but no luck there as she had to work her regular job.  I called around and asked other friends and family but still no luck. So I sort of resigned myself to no Steve Miller concert.

Thursday evening about 4:58pm Shayne says it sure would be fun to go to the Steve Miller Band concert and if we left right then we could probably make it on time. Being the conscientious businesswoman I am, I never close early but I stopped for a moment and thought about it.  What would matter most in ten years? If I had closed one hour early or had a fun time?  So I decided right then, to go.  I looked at Shayne and said, "Let's take the money and go."  At that very instant the radio began playing Steve Miller Band's "Take the money and run.".
Shayne said "Do you hear that?", I said, "It's a sign".  So we put a note on the door, took the money, and hopped in the car.

So we are driving down the road and realized we have no tickets.  So I call the box office and all they have are lawn tickets.  So I said "thanks" and hung up.  When I go to a concert I want to be up close!  Shayne asked if they were sold out and I said "No, but they only had lawn".  He said I should have bought them but I said "Maybe there will be someone out front selling front row seats.".  Shayne said, "There's not going to be anyone selling front row tickets, but I once knew a guy who got a third row ticket out front.".  So I said, "I'll take third row!".

We pull into a parking space at the venue at exactly 8pm.  As we are walking up the path toward the box office a man steps onto the path and asks "Do you need tickets?".  I ask, "What do you have?" He said, and I kid you not, "Third row center".  Shayne's jaw hit the ground, I laughed and asked how much.  The tickets were cover price, no fees.  I bought them.  All the way to the gate Shayne kept asking me if I thought they were real.. Of course I did.

At the gate, they scanned our tickets and usher us to the pit!  They were third row pit seats!  Steve Miller would practically be sweating on us!  Shayne and I both agreed how lucky we were with these fantastic seats.  Then I said all I needed now was a guitar pick from the band.

Well, the Steve Miller Band started playing about 8:30, it was a beautiful summer night, and there was a full moon too.  The concert was fantastic!  The band members threw out their picks but I didn't get one.  They came back for an encore, threw out more picks, still none, then Shayne turned to me and said "Well, I guess you didn't get your pick" and just then a pick literally hit him on the side of the head and fell into his lap.  He said "What's this?"...I said, "My pick!".


So now my motto is "Take the money and run". 

Here's a photo of my ticket, pick, and the note that we put on the door that day.

This year on the sixth anniversary of this event, the guy who had told Shayne about the concert came by about 4:58 pm, and I was telling him that this was the moment I decided to go and at just that moment the radio began playing as if on cue, "Take The Money and Run" by the Steve Miller Band.  It gave me chills.
I Love it!
Isn't Life amazing?
I love synchronicity!

Lucky Lady