Hi Friends,

Last night I remembered this story I read in Dr. Wayne Dyer’s book, The Power of Intention, and thought this would be a good moment to share it. If you’d rather hear me read it to you, just click on the audio above.

Yes there are too many examples of humans treating other humans horrifically. And, there are many more stories of humans showering others with kindness, compassion and love. The following, excerpted from The Power of Intention, is one such story.

From The Power of Intention, by Dr. Wayne Dyer:

In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning-disabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entireschool career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventionalschool. At a Chush fund raiser dinner, the father of a Chush childdelivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.After praising the school and its dedicated staff, he cried out,"Where is the perfection in my son, Shaya? Everything God does is donewith perfection. But my child cannot understand things as otherchildren do. My child cannot remember facts and figures as otherchildren do. Where is God's perfection?" The audience was shocked bythe question, pained by the father's anguish, and stilled by thepiercing query. "I believe," the father answered, "that when Godbrings a child like this into the world, the perfection that he seeksis in the way people react to this child."He then told the following story about his son, Shaya.One afternoon, Shaya and his father walked past a park where some boysShaya knew were playing baseball. Shaya asked, "Do you think they'lllet me play?" Shaya's father knew that his son was not at all athleticand that most boys would not want him on their team. But Shaya'sfather understood that if his son was chosen to play, it would givehim a sense of belonging. Shaya's father approached one of the boys onthe field and asked if Shaya could play. The boy looked around forguidance from his teammates. Getting none, he took matters into hisown hands and said, "We're losing by six runs, and the game is in theeighth inning. I guess he can be on our team, and we'll try to put himup in the ninth inning."Shaya's father was ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly. Shaya was told toput on a glove and go out to play in center field. In the bottom ofthe eighth inning, Shaya's team scored a few runs but was still behindby three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya's team scoredagain, and now had two outs and the bases loaded, with the potentialwinning run on base. Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the teamactually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give away their chance towin the game?Surprisingly, Shaya was given the bat. Everyone knew that it was allbut impossible because Shaya didn't even know how to hold the bat, letalone hit with it. However, as Shaya stepped up to the plate, thepitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya could atleast be able to make contact. The first pitch came in, and Shayaswung clumsily and missed. One of Shaya's teammates came up to Shaya,and together they held the bat and faced the pitcher waiting for thenext pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss theball softly toward Shaya. As the pitcher came in, Shaya and histeammate swung the bat, and together they hit a slow ground ball tothe pitcher. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easilyhave thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shaya would have been outand that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the balland threw it on a high arc to right field far beyond the reach of thefirst baseman. Everyone started yelling, "Shaya, run to first. Run tofirst." Never in his life had Shaya run to first. He scampered downthe baseline wide-eyed and startled. By the time he reached firstbase, the right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball tothe second baseman who would tag out Shaya, who was still running!!But the right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions were, sohe threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head. Everyoneyelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Shaya ran toward second baseas the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases toward home.As Shaya reached second base, the opposing shortstop turned him in thedirection of third base, and shouted, "Run to third." As Shaya roundedthird, the boys from both teams ran behind him screaming, "Shaya, runhome." Shaya ran home, stepped on home plate, and all 18 boys liftedhim on their shoulders and made him the hero, as he had just hit a'grand slam' and won the game for his team.."That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down hisface, "those 18 boys reached their level of God's perfection".

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Ok so this time it actually felt psychedelic. Like I had a whole healing journey. WHAT THE HECK SCOTT!! If I keep following you around I might end up a healed person walking around inside their own body feeling all the sparkly joy. Holy smoke! THANK YOU!!!!! Like I held myself like a mother but not me…mother love held me like a child. I love you!!

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