One of the benefits of my spiritual practice that I’m most grateful for is my intuition – the clear knowing that I have most of the time. It benefits every area of my life from my work running this ministry, to my relationships, to the care of my body and my finances. Everything in my life benefits because of the ever-increasing clarity that I have.

The clarity is a direct result of my spiritual practice – and this is why it’s so important to me to share what I’ve learned about how to get these results.

The most basic thing that blocks intuition is any and all fear-based thinking. Fear absolutely puts the kibosh on the clarity. (That’s why I have my Finding Freedom From Fear spiritual bootcamp program – currently on early-bird special.)

Recently I had a couple of experiences that could have produced a lot of fear – but didn’t produce any and I rejoice to see how much things can change in our consciousness.

On Tuesday, May 28 I came back from the Quantum Counseling Training Intensive in Arizona and after arriving at the airport I went to Trader Joe’s to get some groceries. I filled my basket and on the way to check-out I stopped in the rest room where I left my phone on the shelf. I went back 5 minutes later and someone was in there – I had to wait about 5 minutes for them to come out – they didn’t definitely didn’t have it – and it was gone.

I didn’t feel the slightest bit of bother. I knew all was well and that I’d get my phone back.

I went to the manager and he said, “surely someone will turn it in.” I had thought that too, but I could feel that the person had already left the building with my phone. I went out to my car, got my laptop and brought to the store next door that had a wifi network. Using the FIND MY app on my computer (I’m an apple girl, so I have tracking on all my devices through Apple’s app) I was able to see where my phone was.

Tracking my phone I could set it to LOST on the app, and I could see that someone was down the street at another store. I went back into Trader Joe’s and they called the police for me. Then I went to the police station and filed a report.

The Officer asked me to get the serial number from Apple, to keep tracking the phone and call back with that info – she said the dispatcher would send someone to see if they could retrieve it.

I went home, unbothered and unworried. I called the police later with the info they requested and let them know the phone was at the entrance to Walmart. they told me they’d give it to the officer when she came back to work – the officer had told me that although it was Tuesday it was Friday for her as she had the next 2 days off. The dispatcher made it seem as though nothing would happen until the officer was back on Friday. Hmmmm. That didn’t seem very helpful.

I could see that the phone was still at Walmart. It had been there for about two hours according to the tracker. I called the store and asked if they bought used phones. They didn’t, but they had a vending machine that did. The next morning the phone was still at Walmart. It seemed obvious that whoever stole my phone traded it into the vending machine for cash.

I called the police station again with the updated info and to sum it up, it was suggested that I call the police department in the town where the Walmart was, which I did and they said there was nothing they could really do until the office who had taken the report came back to work, but they suggested I call the head of security at Walmart and they gave me her name. After waiting on hold with Walmart for 21 minutes, I finally got to speak to someone who told me the security person wasn’t there that day and they didn’t have a voicemail and they weren’t allowed to give out any information about her schedule, but, confidentially, to call back in the afternoon.

My intuition told me to just let the officer who took the report handle it. Interestingly, she took an extra two days off. I left her voicemails with all the info I had. Then, on Sunday morning she called me early and said she had my phone. Yay!

I had felt so strongly that I’d get the phone back and the main thing was just to do the little bit of detective work that I could do and let the police do their job and they did. My phone was undamaged, unhacked and I had needed a new case anyway, so I bought another one for $6. No biggie.

What I remember so strongly is that when I first realized my phone was stolen, I checked in and I was clear that my happiness was just the same as it was before I knew my phone was stolen. I didn’t feel bothered at all. I genuinely felt happy. Interesting. And the folks at Trader Joe’s were all very nice. They gave me a beautiful box of cookies, but I didn’t really want them – I’m not a cookie person. So they said how about some flowers? I really didn’t need anything, but I could tell they wanted to give me something so I gratefully accepted.

I might well have been upset – or at least annoyed – I had been up since very early, I didn’t feel great after flying on a couple of planes. I really wanted to get some groceries, and get home to my dog Bodhi, take her for a walk and then teach my class. Instead, I had all that time trying to track the phone, then going to the police, filing the report, and finally I got home just as class was starting – I cancelled my class because I had to take Bodhi for a walk before dark – I live in the country and with the bears, bobcats and coyotes, it’s not safe to walk after dark – and I needed to get us both fed too.

I know that I wasn’t worried, upset, bothered or fearful because of my spiritual practice. Perhaps if I’d been worried, I might not have gotten my phone back. As it says in A Course in Miracles, “all thought produces form at some level.”

Ernest Holmes said, “worry is the negative use of your imagination.”

Had I been imagining, visualizing, and energizing that my phone was gone and I wouldn’t get it back, I might well have gotten what I was imagining. That’s how this world works.

When I was a fearful person, I was always having to manage and cope with the fear. Which, for me, meant a lot of obsessive compulsive and analytical thinking that was absolutely the opposite of fun. It felt like torture. And then, there was the stress of being afraid, and then there was the self-medicating to numb my feelings. I don’t have any of that anymore. And that’s why I am so excited to share, every single day, about God’s Infinite Intelligent Perfection. It’s ours. We don’t have to cope with anything – we just have to be willing to let it go.

Happy Father’s Day to my Dad and all Dad’s.

I give thanks for my wonderful father and the blessings he’s shared with me. I am grateful for the Love we have.

Today I’ll be at Sundays With Spirit and Yo Stroud is offering her music – come and join us – I’m sure it will be fun and inspiring for all of us!

And here’s a fun video for Father’s Day – enjoy!