Power of Positive Prayer

Cool story to share that exemplifies the power of positive prayer.

My wife lost her phone on Monday night at the Miami Heat game.  If anyone has ever misplaced their phone, you can attest to the anxiety it provokes.  My wife was sure she had left it back in the car, which sort of calmed us both down.  After the game we get to the car and search frantically for the phone but could not find it.

Thankfully it's an iPhone so we were able to locate it with the GPS from my phone.  However, the phone was back inside the arena.  After the games they flush everyone out and lock down the place so no one can re-enter.  We managed to negotiate our way back in via the security guard but we could not find the phone around our seats or in the places we visited in the arena.  We knew it was inside the arena but had no clue where because the GPS became spotty inside there.

We left home empty handed.  I was starting to think the phone was  lost and was honestly giving up hope of finding it.  That's when my wife smacked some positive sense back into me and told me she was determined to find it and that she "knew" the phone would appear.  Here I am Mr. Positive Pete and now needing the advice I dole out.  We all need to refocus every now and again.  Once I saw her confidence, I was determined to apply the power of positive thinking and prayer to find the phone.

The next day I woke up and tracked the phone, I noticed it had moved from the arena to a house a few miles from there.  I went to the police and tried to get them to visit the house to retrieve my phone but they declined to do that, even with the GPS evidence in hand.  I refused to file a worthless police report if they weren't even going to act on it.  I was certainly not going to visit the house and act like a hero either.  Here again my faith in staying positive, was tested.

I told my wife, forget it, just cancel the phone and give it up.  It's not worth it, we can get a new one for a couple hundred bucks.  Here again my faith in finding the phone wavered a bit.  She said we should not cancel it because we needed to continue tracking it on the GPS, she said "we will FIND IT!"  This time, I was going to commit wholeheartedly to the process and join her on this mission to locate the phone.

I was sending messages to the phone, offering a $75 reward.  Whoever had it, must certainly have been seeing the messages because the phone gets locked and all you're able to see are the messages with a call back number.  Still no one would respond.  I called the phone like a psycho ex-girlfriend, yet no one would answer.  What seemed odd is that they charged the phone and didn't bother to turn it off to prevent anyone from tracking it.

I'm currently reading a book by Neville Goddard that has given me much insights into positive prayer and making your desires a reality.

              "It is not what you want that you attract; you attract what you believe to be true."

I wanted the phone to appear, yet deep inside my subconscious mind, I didn't really believe someone would actually return a $600 phone.  All my previous experiences led me to believe that people would never return something expensive that they found on the floor.  Yesterday, I reflected on the Neville quote above and started to convince myself to believe that the phone could actually appear.  I literally forced myself to believe it would appear, I wanted to get to the point where I would "know" it would appear.

"...you must assume the feeling of the fulfillment of your desire until you are possessed by it and this feeling crowds all other ideas out of your consciousness."

If you really want something, when you get it, you should reach an emotional peak of sorts. By imagining the feeling of receiving what you wish, you can concentrate on this feeling and amplify it until the only thing you are aware of is this wonderful feeling of the wish fulfilled.  With that said, I closed my eyes and began to imagine meeting up with the individual who had my phone and I pictured myself giving them a monetary reward for returning my phone in good condition.  I began to feel the sensation of having the phone in my hands, I felt how it would weigh and I could feel it's texture.  I then open my eyes and said "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you for finding my phone!"  With that short prayer, I released it and all of sudden felt a sense of peace, a sense of knowing that the phone would be found.

I woke up this morning, checked the GPS and saw the phone had moved around so I decided to give it a ring.  To my surprise, a gentleman picked up and told me he would return the phone.  I tracked him down and met him in a "very public" place.  I am not going to lie, there was a sense of fear in me, not knowing what to expect and who this person was.  Then I just played out the image of what I had pictured yesterday, the whole scenery of how I would retrieve my phone.  Suddenly the fear left and again a sense of knowing hit me.

I met the guy, got the phone and gave him his reward.  Before he left, we both said "God Bless" to each other....almost at the same time, like a synchronistic exclamation point to this spiritual learning experience.  In the past, I would have gotten extremely upset about losing a phone.  I would have given up or complained about the system for not going after the individual.  In the past I would have led with negativity, doubting and fearing the worst.  Every time I've gone down the road of negativity, the results never came or weren't what I expected.  This time I decided to trust the process, trust the universe and apply all this positive stuff I preach.  The proof is in the pudding.  The results came this time, with less effort and reduced anxiety.

The next time you want to resort to negativity and complaining, stop yourself as quickly as you can!  Try to pray, and "assume the feeling of the wish fulfilled" so that you can begin to experience the magic in your life too.

My First Full Marathon

This past Sunday, January 27, 2013, I faced and conquered one of my biggest goals to date.  I ran my first full marathon (2013 ING Miami Marathon).  This was a big goal for me to finally run the 26.2 miles of the marathon.  My dream began over 4 years ago when I first started running.

Since I began running, I've run 10 half marathons and other races (5K, 10K, mud runs), but the goal of running a full marathon always seemed unattainable.  In my mind, I kept telling myself it a was a goal I could pursue later on in life when my kids were older and I had more time to invest in training.  I had all these conditions that needed to be met in order for me to commit, or at least that's what I was telling myself.  I insisted that there was no need to run that far, to prove what?  I put up all kinds of excuses and reasons of why I couldn't or shouldn't pursue it, yet I was never satisfied with the BS I was feeding myself.  Why? Because deep down I wanted to reach that mountaintop, I wanted to do what most runners dream of doing at least once in their lives.  I did want to test myself to see if I had the dedication, determination, strength, persistence, patience and endurance to pursue a goal that for so long seemed elusive to me.

My love for running started back in 2008, soon after the birth of my first son, I decided to take up running as a form of exercise to help get me back in shape.  The weird phenomenon that tends to happen to men when their wives get pregnant, actually happened to me.  I had ballooned to 40 lbs over my ideal weight.  I don't know if it was her or me getting all the cravings late a night.  What I do know is that I was overweight and not proud of how I had let myself go.  I decided then and there that I would commit to doing something about it.  I looked at my son and knew this little guy was going to be my driving force, my inspiration to achieve all my goals.  Right away I knew I wanted to be the dad that would be active, one that could run with him, a dad that could go out and play for hours with him.  A dad with no excuses!

Coincidentally (if you believe in coincidences) my brother-in-law suggested we try out running since I lived in a neighborhood with a nice running route.  My plan was to begin running one mile a day until I could build myself up to running longer distances.  My ultimate fitness goal was to run the 4 mile course around my house, which seemed like a daunting task at the time.  I hadn't run anything close to a mile for nearly ten years, or basically since high school.  I thought only a crazy person would run for fun or even to lose weight.  It seemed like the most boring activity anyone could engage in.

At the beginning it was a combination of running and walking.  If I remember correctly, we began with 1 minute jogging and then we would walk to 2 or 3 minutes.  It took us over 12 minutes to complete our first mile, not to mention, we were beat and needed quite a bit of time to catch our breath.  After all the years of playing sports as a kid and throughout high school, here I was panting for air like a dog laying outside on a hot summer afternoon.  Seeing myself so weak had an empowering effect on me.  At that moment, I recommitted to my goal of achieving a healthy weight and living a healthy lifestyle.  It's not only about starting with commitment, it's also about recommitting along the way.  Recommitting to your goal when you hit a hard obstacle or your doubts begin to creep in.  Always remember that your initial commitment may not have enough juice to get you to the finish line, you will have to recommit one or more times before you finally achieve your intended goal.

I began running 4-5 times a week and adjusted my diet to introduce more vegetables and fruits while reducing processed foods.  This one-two punch helped me lose weight and ultimately gain the endurance I needed to run more miles, while walking less.  Fast forward 3 months and I was now able to complete the 4 mile course with an average pace of 10min 30sec/mi.  Nothing to write home about for many runners, but for me it was a huge accomplishment.  You see, you should never compare yourself to other runners or other people in life.  This is the perfect recipe for a life of unhappiness and a life were you never truly feel accomplished.

What I did was compare myself and my results to what I did yesterday and the week before.  I was trying to be better than I was last week or last year.  I wasn't focused on beating extreme athletes in a fitness competition.  My goals revolved around improving myself compared to myself, not to anyone else.  The key is to keep track of your progress, take notes of your results so that you have something to compare to.  You can't get better if you don't know how well you did before.  This serves two purposes; the obvious one is to help you measure your improvement, or lack thereof, over time.  The second and critical purpose it serves is to motivate you to recommit to your goals.  Once you've seen progress and results, this will inspire you to continue forward and stay committed.  Obviously, lack of results can do just the opposite.  You have to put in the work in life, no one said this would be a piece of cake.

Smiling after ING Miami Half Marathon 2009

Eight short months after beginning my running lifestyle, I ran my first half marathon (ING Miami Half Marathon 2009).  Truly a huge accomplishment for me, given the fact that less than a year earlier I was 40lbs overweight and completely out of shape.  It was a goal I had set for myself the minute I ran past the 4 mile mark.  The 4-miler was my initial goal but once I reached it, I was hungry to achieve more.  Many people reach one goal and then sit on their laurels expecting future achievements to just fall on their lap.  My recommendation, once you reach a goal, is to celebrate and enjoy the accomplishment but you must immediately begin to think of your next goal.  A goal that will hopefully push you beyond your previous success.  With the proper training and commitment, we can all achieve miraculous results.

                         

One of my biggest fans, my oldest son. Cheering me on 2011 ING Half Marathon

I ran several half marathons since the first one back in 2009 and last Spring (2012) I decided it was finally time to commit to the 6+ months of required training to properly run the full marathon.  What initially began as a goal, quickly became somewhat of a spiritual journey for me.  There is something about setting tough goals and focusing your energy on reaching them; that changes you as a person.  You begin to find out what you are truly made of, you discover the type of person you truly are when no one but yourself is watching.  If you are aware and present, you will catch yourself when you come up with your old habitual excuses or reasons of why you can't do this or that.  Through the hundreds of miles of training, the thought of quitting would creep in many times.  If you aren't doubting yourself, then maybe your dreams aren't big enough.  It's normal to have doubts and fear in your pursuit to a achieve a big goal.  You just to have to acknowledge these thoughts for what they are and continue to push forward.

For me the doubt and fear truly ramped up the weeks leading up to the race.  I was starting to feel pains from my training which, in my head, threatened to derail the last six months of training and my chances of racing.  I was losing confidence in my ability to follow through with my goal.  I share this because we all experience these fears and self-doubts at one time or another.  I tried all kinds of self-motivation techniques to pump myself up and get my mind out of the negative thoughts.  What got me out of the doubt swirl was my wife's encouragement and confidence that I could do this.  She kept reminding me that I had trained hard and that my body was ready for the race, I just needed to rest.  Then others began to repeat the same to me.  Sometimes people see things we are not able to see ourselves when we are in the middle of the worry fog.  Listen to these people, they will provide you that extra push of encouragement you need to follow through.

It all starts with making the commitment.  Don't do it for someone else, don't do it because someone told you to do it, do it just for you.  Do it because you want a better life.  You can bet that if you commit and take the required steps, the universe will conspire in your favor to produce the people and resources you need to achieve your dreams.  As Napolean Hill said it: "Do not wait; the time will never be "just right." Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along."

I was able to cross the finish line this past Sunday to complete my first full marathon.  I was blessed to have family and my closest friends there to cheer me on.  It was a moment I will always remember.  While completing the race gave me a great sense of accomplishment, I feel the most personal growth I attained was through the journey of achieving it.  The journey during the tough times of training, I identified my weaknesses but I also uncovered some untapped strengths I never knew I possessed.  It is in the pursuit of the goal that we truly grow, regardless of whether the goal is achieved or not.  The mere act of setting, committing and pursuing a worthy goal sets into motion an energy that will transform you into the person required to achieve it.

  My greatest fans!  2013 ING Marathon
 

Many important decisions in your life require some form of commitment.  To reach any goal you must make a commitment to yourself.  You must commit to achieving the best in your life.  Use the power of commitment to push you through the obstacles and when the going gets tough, recommit but never ever quit!