My "Leg Story" is a great example of how intentions manifest. I happened to think about this after reading two articles related to this topic in the February issue of O, The Oprah Magazine.
The first was "Love Story" a heartwarming article by Alice Gorman, a freelance writer living in Maine and Florida. Alice wrote about how she had been in two marriages that had both ended badly. Because of these experiences, she wondered if she was even meant to be in a fulfilling relationship. After a nurturing woman told her to make a list of everything she wanted in a man down to the color of his socks, she thought "Why not? What do I have to lose?" She made her list (her intention) and buried it in her closet. Later she met and married Aubrey, the man of her dreams (he fit 98 percent of her criteria!), and they spent 11 wonderful years together before he passed away. Alice wrote, "Many more joyful years than I had ever imagined possible."
The second Oprah article was by life coach Martha Beck. Martha explained why Alice Gorman's list worked — and what you need to know before you submit your Wish List to the universe.
After reading both articles, I thought about writing my own "list." As many of you know, I'm an amputee (17 years ago). Almost three years ago, I had a revision surgery on my "residual" limb in hopes of making it easier to get fit with a prosthetic leg. After the surgery, I spent two years traveling back and forth to New York every other week to two different prosthetists (who were well-known in the field of prosthetics) with less-than-adequate results. A leg would fit somewhat well in the beginning, but then the fit would soon deteriorate ... to the point that it caused excruciating leg pain and I was unable to wear it. After the second prosthetist and another year of failed attempts, I was on crutches and one leg.
From February through May 2007, I went about my life (and work) without any hope in
sight of finding someone who could make an artificial leg that I could
walk on comfortably. I wondered if, for some reason unknown to me, it was just meant to be this way. I had good medical insurance, I was willing to be available for fittings (to put the time & effort into it), I had a good residual limb, I was not overweight (sometimes an issue with fit). I had everything going for me ... but it wasn't working. I was discouraged, but starting to think that maybe this was just not meant to be. Around that time, a life coach recommended I make a list ( Martha, you are right! ) of the things that I wanted in a prosthetist. On February 27, 2007, I wrote my list.
And I posted a detailed letter of what I wanted in a
prosthetist on an amputee Web site. I heard nothing back. So ... I continued my life on one leg and crutches, focusing on what I could do, which was a lot! I was exhausted from two years of traveling and needed to get on with my life ... leg or no leg ... and I did. I did my first five book signings on one leg and crutches. Long colorful skirts became my favorite clothes.
Three months later, through a few sources different sources, I heard about a prosthetist in Orlando, Fla., named Stan Patterson. I called references and found that this man had all that I had
asked for on my list: compassion, a good listener, respectful, a
can-do attitude, knowledgeable. He's not within a 2-hour drive from me, but it is two hours to Boston's Logan Airport (and now there are flights from Portland, Maine, to Orlando ... a mere 2 1/2 hours). I'm now walking better than I have
in 17 years on a prosthesis! And as a bonus I can peddle a bicycle ... beyond my wildest dreams!
Whatever forces are responsible for leading you to what you're seeking, I'm not sure (I think it's angelic) ... but I believe making a list is well worth doing. I believe that, somehow ... putting my intentions out there led me to Stan Patterson, and I'm grateful.