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There Is No Loss in Divine Mind

On July 19, 2013, I lost my wallet. Well, I didn’t exactly lose it, but…

I went to the Flying J truck stop on I-45 and Richey Road in north Houston to answer nature’s call. As I sat down on the stool, my wallet fell out of my pocket. I picked it up and laid it on top of the toilet paper holder and promptly forgot about it.

I was in Sugar Land, TX, some forty miles away when I needed to pay for something, and that’s when I realized that I never picked up my wallet off the toilet paper holder.

The first thought that crossed my mind was something I had learned from my mentor and prosperity coach, Marilyn Jennet. She had quoted Florence Schinn as having said, “There is no loss in divine mind.”

I called the truck stop, but my wallet was nowhere in sight. I thought about the Murphy quote and let it go. I promptly called and canceled all my cards – both of them. I didn’t have a ton of money in my wallet, just some personal belongings and business receipts.

As time went on, I replaced the cards and bought a new wallet, something I needed to do before I lost my old one. As they say, life goes on.

And mine was going along just fine, with all its ups and downs and personal challenges and triumphs, when, on December 26, 2013, out of the blue, I got a phone call from a number that I didn’t recognize. I normally don’t answer those calls. (I figure if the caller had a real reason to call me, they would leave me a message). But for some reason, I answered the phone.

It turned out that the caller had my wallet at the gas station where he worked and had it for several months. He was cleaning out a drawer when he came across it again and went through the contents and found my business card with my phone number on it.

He told me that he was at the corner of I-45 and Parker Road, ten miles from where I had “lost” it. I picked up the wallet later on that evening on my way to Sugar Land to see my brother, who was on his death bed with his third battle with cancer. Nothing was missing, not even the cash. I remembered my initial thought, “There is no loss in Divine Mind.”

Later that evening, my brother passed away. He was two years my junior. Just a week earlier, one of my cousins, who was only a month younger than I, had lost her battle with cancer. But it wasn’t until two days later that the whole “weirdness” of losing and finding my wallet ten miles away came into perspective.

Losing someone close to me was not something new for me. When I was nine or ten years old and living in India, a friend of mine slipped and fell into a well and drowned.

When I was a teenager, another friend drowned in a bay outside Karachi, Pakistan, while we were on a picnic.

In my twenties, when I was living in Oklahoma City, my roommate, Abe was shot point-blank in the throat over a stolen credit card.

When I was in my thirties and living in Houston, TX, my ex-roommate and good friend from Chicago committed suicide.

My dad passed away before I turned forty and my mom departed two months after my 50th birthday.

But losing my younger brother and a cousin the same age as me a week earlier gave me the blues. It was a strange feeling.

After my brother’s funeral, I was talking to someone about how it felt strange losing a brother who was younger than me, and how life is so weird at times. I mentioned to him about how I found my wallet after five months in a place ten miles down the road and my initial thought that I had when I “lost” the wallet.

That’s when it hit me. There IS NO LOSS in Divine Mind. I’ll never know how that wallet traveled ten miles down the road just to show up a few hours before I “lost” my brother to remind me that there is no loss in Divine Mind, but I know this for sure: that there are no accidents, that I am always taken care of and that there are things beyond the limits of my imagination.

I still wonder: did I "lose" the wallet to find it just a few hours before my baby brother passed away only to be reminded that "There is No Loss in Divine Mind?

PS: This story is one of many in my book, Life: It's a Trip, available on Amazon

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