So in addition to his brain change, Larry's been leaving things behind, in airports, and restaurants on the road. And they keep coming back to him, for the most part, in synchronicities like this: he happened to leave his card with one of the stewards on a flight to San Jose, which he left his reading glasses on. The guy called him to say he'd found them, and is on that flight back and forth almost daily. He'll hold onto them and Larry can probably get them back on his flight back to New York.
He left his wallet on the plane the week before, and couldn't figure out why he kept hearing his name on the P.A. system, as he hadn't yet discovered he'd left it behind. So when the stewardess handed it to him at the gate he returned to, he was more than a little shocked.
Luck? I don't think so. I think with his change of heart and mind, the universe is taking care of him. Bringing things small and large back to him. Including me.
I can't tell you what a delight it is now to talk with him on the phone and get positive upbeat emails throughout. For a million reasons I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet.
May your day be filled with the Magic Medicine of synchronicities and surprises large and small.
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