purple hippo bike horn
Wednesday, September 1, 2010 at 3:56PM
Reminder // September 2010Once upon a time there was a small blonde girl child who had recently received a new (old) bicycle. Her father and brother had “refurbished” an older bike for her, lovingly spray painting it with her favorite colors of teal green and pink (it was the early ’90s). The small girl felt that her bicycle would only be complete with one final touch. Something so unique that it seemed divine providence would have to be involved in its acquirement. And so, doing the one thing she knew how to do well, she asked one night for a purple hippopotamus bike horn. She did not ask her father, she did not ask her mother… She asked the one force that she knew without a doubt could fulfill her desire. She asked the deity that she had believed in for longer than she could remember. That night she prayed her solemn prayer.
The next day her family went to visit another family, a family that lived in their prior house. This family had a child, a girl, who had A LOT of toys. This girl, at one point in the day, came up to the small blonde girl with a toy, she said, “Do you want this? I don’t want it anymore.” Yes, she did want it, for it was a purple hippopotamus bike horn.
To this day this girl, who is no longer small, nor blonde, still has an affinity for hippos. Though that purple hippo bike horn is long gone, and she can’t even recall where it went, she still remembers vividly the trust, the child’s faith of asking for exactly what she wanted and understanding that she was so loved, so cherished that it would be taken care of.
That small blonde girl, of course, was me. And as of late I have been revisiting all of those times when I have been able, in full trust and faith, to step into the power of divinity within and manifest great and wonderful things. This is but one example of countless moments when the merging of human and divine in my life has been extraordinary. It is these moments that I seek to saturate myself in, to understand the greatness that lies within. It is my utmost desire to step more fully into that power, and in return, to show others a way to do the same. All the world is ours!
P.s. This girl wonders, have you any stories to share of this nature? For her heart would so love to hear them and hold them in such wonderment and light!

