Back in 2014 I said goodbye to my beloved 1997 Honda Accord.
I really loved that car. She had carried my family and I many thousands of miles, safely and efficiently.
One day after a particularly difficult highway drive I found myself thanking her for her care. I immediately knew that she had heard me and appreciated it.
That was the beginning of a relationship that changed how I viewed not only cars, but also consciousness and relationships.
I began to talk with her on a regular basis. If something seemed amiss I would tune in with her and receive a response. My husband would then check or take her to our mechanic and, gosh, darn, we would discover that she had told me what was wrong with her.
One day I knew that she would soon need to retire and we were going to have to get another vehicle. We had some scheduled travel coming up and I began to worry about how long she would last and where our replacement vehicle would come from. I decided to tune in and ask her what she had to say.
She told me two things: She would carry us safely until we acquired our next vehicle. And she would also guide us to finding our next vehicle.
Though that seemed quite far fetched - helping us actually find our next vehicle - I noted what I had received and thanked her.
I told my husband. We began searching for the camper van we wanted to replace our Honda.
We were having a difficult time finding something in our price range. Our time line was quickly diminishing.
With only five days left to go before our scheduled travel departure date hubby and I took a walk. The meandering kind where you really don't know where you are headed. As we walked passed a rather run down, ramshackle car repair shop a silver car that looked exactly like our silver Honda immediately grabbed my attention. I pointed it out to my husband and he was astonished at the similarity. For a moment we thought no more about it and continued on our walk. Then I thought, hey wait a minute, that car grabbed my attention for a reason. Maybe this needs to be investigated further.
We walked back to the shop and discovered that the car was the same year and the equivalent model as our Honda just a different make. No wonder it looked just like our car. Was this the guidance our Honda was talking about? Had she caught my attention by showing us a car that looked exactly like her? Had all of this happened for a reason?
The owner of the shop gave us the price and other details. We thanked him then told him that this was not the car for us at this time. He asked what we were looking for and we told him - a converted second hand camper van. He pointed across the parking lot and asked "Like that one?"
We couldn't believe our eyes. There were only five or six vehicles on that lot, only one was a van and it was a gently used completely converted camper. We took a look and discovered it had everything we wanted and then some. I swallowed hard and asked him "How much"?
It was exactly the price that we were willing to pay for our next vehicle.
I kid you not.
Not only had our Honda led us to our next vehicle, she had lead us to exactly the vehicle we wanted and needed.
We bought the van. They took our Honda in trade. A day later we drove her down to the car lot, and then she sputtered and stopped. And she never drove again...
She kept her promise to carry us safely until we acquired our next vehicle. And I felt very grateful. Leaving her that day was a very hard thing for me to do.
Do cars have consciousness? I don't know. Perhaps cars have car consciousness, rocks have rock consciousness and trees have tree consciousness. Maybe everything has its own version of consciousness. Maybe I can create a relationship with whatever I choose by acknowledging and honoring that consciousness.
I chose to act as if my car had consciousness and nurture a relationship with her. I chose to communicate with her and treat her with respect and gratitude. And it was my experience that she reciprocated in kind.
What if we treated everything in our lives this way? If we carried ourselves as if we were in a relationship with all things? How might that change things for us?
Oh... by the way, our camper van is a boy. How do I know? Because he told me. :)
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