I knew I would be headed to Cincinnati in the next several months. I was excited to see one of my clients, Cathy, who is pregnant with her first baby girl. I wanted to give her a special shower present. when my church announced a raffle for a hand-knitted, cream-colored baby afghan. I immediately knew it was the right gift.

Suddenly I became obsessed with winning that afghan! Each week for three weeks, I bought ten tickets--thirty in all--convinced I would win. The drawing was held after mass on St. Patrick's Day, a lucky day I thought. I was excitedly sitting in front of the priest when he drew the lucky name. "Susan McNiff," he announced. It was the lady sitting right next to me! How could that be? No one had bought as many tickets as I did. Besides, I thought, she was elderly and knitted for the church, so she probably had a ton of afghans herself!

Well, I said to myself, this must be a lesson in letting go. It wasn't meant to be or I would have won. So I forgot about it.

Two days before I was to go to Cincinnati, I get a call from our priest, Fr. Groban, to go to the church office. There he and the secretary Lucy presented me with the afghan! How could this be I said. I knew I didn't win.

"Well, Susan has so many afghans, she said to give it to someone who really wanted it. They immediately thought of me! I was so astounded I started crying. Susan didn't need the afghan, just as I thought, and I was meant to have it.

I thought that was the end of the story, but boy was I wrong. Spirit had another chapter to write. After her reading, I asked Susan to close her eyes and hold her arms open, as I placed the afghan around them. She opened her eyes, immediately started crying and uttering "Aunt Rhonda, Aunt Rhonda." I had no idea who Aunt Rhonda was. When Susan calmed down, I asked her.

"I know you don't remember your readings, but last year Aunt Rhonda died. We were very close, and you channeled her for me. She was a very strong and determined woman. And she knitted afghans! I know if she were alive she would have knitted one for my yet unborn daughter."

Then we both had to laugh. No wonder I was so obsessed with winning that afghan. Aunt Rhonda wanted me to win it for Susan. When I didn't, her strong determined self stepped it in. I could almost hear her saying 'Over my dead body'. That afghan was meant for my niece, and I am going to make sure she has it. I was privileged to have been able to help Aunt Rhonda!

Experience the Laws of Manifestation

Briefly put, the laws of manifestation state that we can draw to us or create anything we need by willing it to happen. The laws of manifestation don't necessarily have to follow the traditional laws of physics.

While I was in Cincinnati last month, my debit/credit card was hacked. The bank immediately canceled it and then issued me another card. The only problem was that I was in Cincinnati, and the card wouldn't;t come for another 5 days, and to home.

If you have ever had this happen to you, you know what a nightmare it is. Any recurring bill payment would be bounced because that credit card had been canceled. Worse yet, I was in Cincinnati with no way to get immediate cash! Thank goodness my hotel and rental car had already been paid, and some clients had paid me in cash for their reading. As you might expect, this generated a tremendous emotional response from me. What was I to do? I still had several days left on my trip.

The next morning I opened my hotel door to walk down to breakfast. There, in front of only my door, was $26 in cash! I looked around. No one was in the corridor. In addition, 2 and 6 adds up to 8, the numerological vibration of abundance. I didn't know how, but I knew in that moment everything was going to be all right.

The next night I went out to dinner with my clients, Connie and Ginger (not their real names). I sadly recounted my tale of being hacked and of course they empathized with me. As we were leaving the restaurant--unsolicited by me--Ginger pressed a substantial wad of bills into my hand.

"Here, take this. I can't have you walking around Cincinnati without any money." I was so appreciative and, of course, said I would pay her back when I got home. I had created such an emotional energy around the need for cash that the universe immediately responded to my request.

Ironically, I was giving a lecture at the Body/Mind Spirit Expo the next day. I had forgotten my topic title. It was "The Laws of Manifestation". I kid you not. Boy did I have a lot to talk about.