Think of me as your crusty old uncle who thinks all your airy fairy new age gibberish about cosmic ordering is a bunch of nonsense. That’s what I am like, or rather, was like, until the truth slapped me across the face. The truth that hit me was that I was miserable and poor while my “new agey” daughter, my cosmic ordering guide, was happy and fulfilled.
That made me open up to what she was saying just a little bit. Her loving attempts to teach me about cosmic ordering had fallen on deaf ears, but now I was ready to listen.
Then her infectious love of life finally got to me. I compared her happy, loving, positive spirit with my own cynical character and it hit me that she had something to offer. She hadn’t always been that way. She got pregnant when she was very young and struggled hard trying to make ends meet for years. Then everything magically turned around for her.
A friend of hers told her about cosmic ordering when she had just about hit rock bottom. Like me, she thought it sounded stupid, but she had nothing to lose, so she gave it a try.
She is a very creative girl, always has been, and she loves to sew. She placed a cosmic order for a successful career in dress design. That very weekend she bumped into an old friend who had a little stall at the local fleamarket. Her friend offered to let her try and sell a few of her dress creations there.
One thing led to another and now she’s got her own successful boutique. There’s no doubt in her mind that it is cosmic ordering that got her to where she is. Her story is the best cosmic ordering guide I can think of. I’m not an ambitious guy. I just asked for a change of heart and some peace of mind and that’s what I’ve got.
