It was raining and I was arriving at Las Colinas Country Club a few minutes later than I had planned. As I drove toward the valet parking, I had the idea of removing my keys and replacing them with my valet key that was stored in my wallet. I thought and even said out loud, “NO! I refuse to live my life in paranoia, thinking that some valet guy is going to take my house key and make a copy of it and then proceed to break into my home. NO!I refuse to see that in my world! My house is safe. It has always been safe!”
I learned later that the message to use the valet key wasn’t for my benefit.
I attended a lovely gala, and when I went back to retrieve my car, the valet had trouble locating my keys. I said, “I drive a Silver Lexus. The key ring is the one that has the metal thing on it that says, ‘I love to be hugged.'” “Oh yes; here they are” he said.
When I arrived home, I took my keys out of the ignition and thought there sure were a lot of keys on my keyring. I examined them to see what was happening. A whole bunch of keys along with a Nissan key-less entry device was hooked onto my keyring by some Fleur-delis decoration. I tried and tried and couln’t untangle the two sets of keys.
I called the country club and was unable to locate a live person. I knew that someone was going to be leaving that event and would be distraught that their keys were nowhere to be found. Next I called 3 people that I personally knew that were at the gala. All three calls resulted in reaching their voice mail.
It was late and I was tired. I thought about driving all the way back out there but decided it wasn’t my mistake and I wasn’t going to be the one to pay the price. True, it wasn’t my mistake, but also true that I could have headed the whole situation off at the pass by listening to my intuitive message.
The next day I called the country club and learned that the Nissan owners had been driven home by the country club staff. I was relieved to hear this, since I really did have to own my part in the mishap. There had apparently been quite a hub bub about the missing keys. I knew that, had I listened, the entire experience would have been different for everyone.
What I was reminded of that night was the importance of following my guidance. It might be for the good of the whole.
