I began collecting four-leaf clovers in 1970. I found one lying in Flushing Meadow Park in Queens. The next day I was in the park across the street from my house in the Bronx looking for one. I wrote in my four-leaf clover notebook,
An old lady came over to me and said, "Look over here and you'll find one." I said, "Do you really think so?" and she said, "I hope so." Well, I did find one right then and I ran up her and told her and showed it to her and we were both so happy.
Four-leaf clover collecting has added the feeling of magic to my life.
Since then I have collected dozens of them. I can often be found stopping at clover patches, looking at every clover while picturing a four-leaf clover in my head till I find one.
Today I stopped at my new favorite spot. A few weeks ago I found two there, and gave one to the owner who was on her way to visit a friend in the hospital. I told her to iron it inside wax paper to preserve it, so she could give it to her friend. I had been meaning to check back at the site to see if there were any more. And, yes, after some looking this morning and a request to the universe to help me find it, there it was.
Today I stopped at my new favorite spot. A few weeks ago I found two there, and gave one to the owner who was on her way to visit a friend in the hospital. I told her to iron it inside wax paper to preserve it, so she could give it to her friend. I had been meaning to check back at the site to see if there were any more. And, yes, after some looking this morning and a request to the universe to help me find it, there it was.
"Magic is hard to spot when we don't believe it exists." —Jim Nicolai from Integrative Wellness Rules
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