The Little Black Book

What can I say about the tale I am about to share with you? This is the story about a “Little Black Book” that from some form of wonderful luck, landed in my hands and has profoundly changed my life.

The story begins with the little town that I have lived in for several years. It is quite the nice peaceful and tranquil place to live.

I have always believed that if you get an education, you can have the right job and find a nice little house, fall in love and get married. I had always bought into that ideal type of life and believed that it was the American dream. But something was always nagging at me on the inside about this dream. Something was still not complete. I felt that I was missing something very important but I just could not see it. That was about to change.

In between my house and the place where I work is a street that I had recently started driving on. It is a new street that I chose just for a different change of scenery instead of the same boring routine that I was used to. This happened about four months ago and the first time I drove down this street, I saw a homeless man panhandling for change. My life was about to change in a most beautifully profound and unusual way

In the past, I was always in too much of a hurry or was not comfortable with panhandlers walking towards my car at the stoplight. One day about a month ago, I lowered my car window and offer this homeless man a couple of dollars. He looked at me with such an immense gratitude that I could not help but feel something powerful about him. His appearance was quite shaggy and dirty as would be expected by a homeless man but something about his eyes were quite magnificent. He was quite old but had the eyes of a child, Wise but yet whimsical. I really felt a deep need to want to know more about him.

There came a time when I would drive up that street everyday to just get a chance to talk with him. I would go whether I was going to work or not. Eventually, I would meet with him later in the evening when he was not panhandling. My wife would ask me where I was going at night and of course, I told her the truth. I have met an extraordinary man with a strange and powerful wisdom far beyond that his appearance belays. I told her that he has instilled a calmness and a new curiosity about what life could be for me. On that note, my wife was cautiously optimistic about my new friend.

One day, I went and visited my friend and noticed an unusual change in him. I was worried. He took my hand and told me that his time on Earth was nearing to an end. I was quite upset about this but in a strange calm way, I understood. At the end of the evening, he once again took my hand and said that he wanted to give me a gift that would change my life forever.

He put a little black book in my hand and told me that when you are at a calm moment and mentally rested, open the book and take in everything slowly. He cautioned me not to think about what I will be reading but to feel it and know that what I am reading is the absolute truth. I took this gift graciously from him and did him goodnight and went home. I knew that this was the last time I would see him. I did not tell my wife about the little black book and I did not open it yet. I had waited until that evening to go back to the street that he lives on. I saw two other homeless people and asked them where he was. They said that he had passed away late last night. I was distraught to hear this. I just went home and cried my eyes out.

I could not really sleep at all that night so I got up and went to sit on the back porch. It was strange and I still don’t know how this happened but the little black book was sitting on the end table next to the porch chair. It was like it had been there waiting for me for this moment.

I cautiously picked it up and I could feel an immediate power to it. I cannot explain what it was other than it was emanating a peaceful calm power. I slowly opened the cover and saw the first page.

The first words I saw seemed to slightly blur my vision. When my vision came back, I saw that the first few words were about the power of “Truth”. The words were simply written but contained more power than some of the most elegant written books I have ever read. The words moved into me like a cool refreshing stream on a hot day. I knew that what I was reading was Truth as it really was meant to be.

Now I can understand why the homeless man was as he was. He already knew that he could have anything he wanted but did not want for anything any more. He was a master and the little black book was a part of the reason why. Now I felt really honored to have received this wonderful gift from him. For a long long time, I have asked for the true meaning of our existence and now believe that this homeless man, the master and his little black book were divinely put into my life for a purpose. I read the little black book the rest of the night and went back to bed and fell into a deep wonderful sleep.

When I woke up,I was so excited to tell my wife what happened the night before. She was a bit more skeptical than I was. I had decided that I would learn from the little black book alone and see what could happen. I read the book several times until one night, it all came together for me. If I choose to be a master, I really could be one. The book was so clear about this and that what may seem to be magical was indeed normal for the master mind. It was obvious that this little black book was very old but I somehow knew that it has touched and created many powerful masters though the ages. I was about to become the next master.

I was soon to find out what kind of a master I could become. One day, my wife and I had received a tax bill from the IRS that said that we were delinquent in unpaid taxes to the tune of about sixteen thousand dollars. Naturally, we were quite thrown off balance by this huge bill. This bill was to be paid very soon or we would face serious penalties and possible repossession of our house.

My wife was extremely distraught and saddened by this sudden obstacle but for some reason, I was not. The little black book had somehow reassured me that as a master, I could make the miracle come to me.

That night, I went out to the back porch alone, sat in the chair and read the manifesting techniques in the little black book. I became very quiet, closed my eyes and went deep into myself with the absolute belief that the truth as written in the book would deliver what I asked for.

In that deep state, a profound state of calmness came across to me as if I really knew what the truth was. I am now a master and I declare that twenty thousand dollars will arrive to me in short notice and I expressed my deepest gratitude for such a wonderful gift. I somehow knew that what I had stated was truth. I could feel a huge warmth in my heart and I slowly woke up. I did not realize that I had been in a deep trance for those few moments. It felt like that there was nothing else to do. I asked for what I wanted and was quite clear that the instructions in the little black book told me not to think about it any more, On that note, I went upstairs and went into a deep sleep.

Two days later, we received a letter in the mail from my Grandmother. Both my wife and I opened the letter and I read it you loud. My Grandmother had told me that I had an Aunt from the other side of the family that I had never really known. I met her once when I was just a little boy at a family reunion.

She had just recently passed away and had included me in her will. She had been ill for a long time and was quite ready and eager to meet her maker. The reading of the will had been done a few days before and my Grandmother picked up the check for me and mailed it. I picked the check out of the envelope and the tears started flowing immediately down my cheeks.

It was a check precisely for twenty thousand dollars. My wife was crying uncontrollably knowing that our tax problems were solved. She proclaimed loudly that it was a miracle but I knew the truth.

After she was calm, I told her what I did on the back porch a few nights ago and she stared at me with her mouth wide open. I told her of the whole procedure that I had done. Most importantly, I told her how the little black book had told me me about the real “truth” and how to ask and believe that it will happen. That night, we both sat down and did the procedures to manifest a new car which we were in dire need of.

We are now at a point in our life where we have learned so much from the little black book. The biggest lesson that I have learned is to never judge a book by the cover. Whether that cover is the image of a ragged homeless man coming into your life or the actual plain looking little black book that gets put into your hands. The most beautiful things in life can come to you in the most simple and ordinary looking forms. Be on the lookout for these things. It it feels right, the synchronicities will come. Believe in your power and the power of the”LITTLE BLACK BOOK”

As for the new car, standby by for that because we know it is coming shortly and when that does, that will be another story and another wonderful miracle that can be attribute to the little black book.