Finding the perfection in chaos.

Thank you to whoever reads these posts. My hope is that through my sharing I can help awaken others to the divinity within themselves.

I will start by saying that the "car business" is doing horrible. We are down about 20%, and my year to date patcheck is down a little more than that. In fact, Hanson Motors was on the front page of "The Olympian" newspaper yeaterday, with a caption from Vince Hanson talking about how bad it is right now

It has been a very difficult three weeks, as our nation is gripped by financial fear.

I would like to say I have transcended all fear when it comes to money, but I would be lying. I do know that experiences like the ones that happened to me today, let me know that everything happens with precise timing and purpose.

Early this morning, there was some internal store conflict over an internet manager taking traffic off of the floor. There were people stepping in front of other people on the lot to get to customers first. As people get more stressed out, their "true colors" come through.

I did my best to avoid all the negative energy. I tried to joke with some of the other sales people who were dealing with the negative energy to bring them out of it.

It was rainy and windy and I spent the better part of 8 hours in it. When I woke up this morning, I reminded myself that I am here to serve other people, and people are to leave me more happier and peaceful as a result of meeting me. I have been very wet and cold before so it didn't bother me. In fact I embraced the wind and the rain and actually had fun gettting wet, kind of like a little kid being completely in the moment.

We had a total of about 15 vehicles on our lot today. It was a very slow day. Pretty similar to the 20 or so days before it. Two of those vehicles had license plates that began with 911.

You don' have to be a rocket scientist or a numerologist to figure out that number pattern has huge significance. To that end, I wonder what the mathematical odds of having two cars with 911 plates in the same car lot are.

So here is where it gets very interesting. I'm standing out on the lot all by myself when I see a car approaching that i'm immediately attracted to. It was still out on the main street when started to appraoch it. it slowed down and pulled over. It parked and two people emerged. I apprached them both and introduced myself. I recognized him from somewhere. I could tell they were a bit intimidated. We hit it off imediately. I grabbed her license so they could test drive a 2006 Kia Sedona that had come highly recommended. Her Birthday was 9-11-85. My jaw dropped. When I went to pull it out for them, the time on the digital clock was 4:11. I shook my head in amazement and awe and smiled.

On the test drive it kept nagging at me. How do I know this kid? I found out he graduated from a high school in Anchorage Alaska, and that he was born in 1979 like my brother. It still didn't register.

We got back from the test drive I tried to hard close them a few times. I could tell they were getting scared. We were asking $15,999 for the Kia van, and they only had $15,000 including tax to work with.

I let them talk alone for a few minutes and they agreed to come inside. I sat them both down at my desk and started gathering up paperwork. I sat between them at my desk and began filling out the paperwork.

Out of nowhere it hit me. I was brought back 15 years when I was a counselor at a group home.

The last time I sat next to this young man he was sitting next to me in my car as we were headed to get donuts, just to get this kid out of the group home, to make sure both he and the group home were safe.

You see, he had been placed in protective custody of the state after witnessing a murder two days prior. Both of the perpretrators had disappeared, and the group home was worried they were going to try and kill him so he could not testify.

He had been placed in the group home a few months earlier as a result of some family problems. Somehow he ended up in foster care, and through that process, was an eyewittness to a brutal murder of an elderly man that had been a foster parent since he had retired from the department of social and health services.

If memory serves, I believe this man was beat and stabbed to death, then his body was set on fire. The two boys that comitted the crime claimed they had been molested by the man, but most evidence showed money was the primary motive.

The young man sitting next to me went on to tell me he ended up in juvenile jail and told them he wouldn't come back and he hasn't. I shared my story of going to Jail 5 years ago and telling them I wouldn't be back, and I haven't. He told me he ended up graduating from high school in Alaska, after he went to live with relatives

I looked next to me and saw hope. I saw a young man full of hope. I saw a beautiful wife with a child on the way. He spoke of how we all go through "stuff" but in the end we all have a choice to live how we want to live.

I spent almost 10 years in the counsleing/corrections/parole/law-enforcement field.

This young man was 1 of 2, of several hundred that I have dealt with on a very personal level, that I have seen in the community that has created any type of normalcy in their life. I have watched many go to prison, and watched a few die.

Seeing this kid, "being" something for himself and for his family, in light of his past circumstances inspired me today more than selling them a car.

I did sell them the van. We reduced the price to $13,700 in order to help them keep within their budget.

We sat there talking for 1/2 hour while he and his wife were waiting to sign paperwork. I could tell it was a bit uncomfortable to be "feeling" the past, and he acknowledged he didn't "think" about that time in his life anymore, that he had put most of it behind him.

He disclosed to me and his wife he had not shared some of his personal life with her, and meeting me again had motivated him to do so.

We agreed to stay in contact and go out for coffee. I'm sure I will see this young man again soon. He has a very powerful message to share with others, and he doesn't really even know it yet.

I was once again reminded that there is a much higher purpose in all things. Just when I think i'm starting to figure out what that purpose is, God and the universe throw me a curveball.

Thank you for listening to me ramble.

peace, light, and love

namaste

blayne