Digital Mandala by Kate Jobe 7/2012
Mid-June of this year was the scheduled time of my first Trauma Informed Care co-facilitation, which was several hours from home. Shortly after getting my car's oil changed and other general maintenance work done in preparation for the drive, I had a nagging feeling that something wasn't right with the car. I had another mechanic double check it. He gave my car a positive diagnosis for my road trip. Thirty miles out of town, en route to my destination, the car broke down near an exit ramp in a rural area.
The next two hours I sat at a table located in the corner of a convenience store that was about a half mile away and made numerous car and work related calls. I then looked for something else to do until the tow truck came. The store was lacking in stimulating reading material, but it did have popcorn and I could watch the sun beginning to set from the window near the table. I had one of the decks of cards with me that I use to do intuitive card readings and did a small reading for myself to ask what I needed to know about the outcome of the day. All of the cards were auspicious and fortuitous. It seemed to relate to more than the car, but then in life, most events relate to more than what seems obvious.
After considering all my options, purchasing another car was the most sensible financial choice. A friend referred me to a car dealer who suggested that rather than buying a used car, as I have always done, I purchase a 2012 model. I was somewhat hesitant that the payment might not work with my expenses. He detailed its qualities and benefits which were impressive and then said it was a no brainer. I wondered if I should believe him. "No Brainer," along with "It's Not Rocket Science," are two of my least favorite statements. He was right. The car was a good choice and although I was being cautious, I was also being resistant.
During the test drive I changed my mind about Teddy Graybill, the salesman. I have never really felt at ease with driving vehicles with which I am not familiar. That evening proved to be no exception. Within a couple of minutes I drove through a stop sign and almost drove through a red light. He didn't flinch and told me that in Costa Rica taxi drivers often speed through stop signs and consider them a "Mere Suggestion." I wondered if perhaps I had been a Costa Rican cab driver in a past life, of if this should be my next career. "I've got your back, Kate," he said. I decided I could forgive the rocket science comment. Somebody needed to have my back, and his too, if he was brave enough to ride with me that evening.
I now own the car, a a snow white Kia Forte which I love. Driving it makes me feel happy and prosperous. Opening to this shift in thinking has given me the impetus to jump start the professional goals that I am seeking to achieve. The payment is reasonable, my auto insurance went down, my fuel expenses have decreased considerably, I have a ten year warranty and three years of free oil changes. Throughout the process of purchasing the car, Teddy Graybill responded as a supportive friend and for that I am appreciative. He and Lake Manawa Kia are among my gratitudes for this month.
Previous cars that I have owned have been named "Little Latin Lapis Lupe Lu"(an inexpensive little blue car that had to have a lively name for me to appreciate it); ''Beverly Hornet' (It screeched like a bad opera singer); "Xena Warrior Princess Jobe" (she was tough and reliable, regardless of what happened to her); "Stella" (bright red and sassy) and "Raziel"(named after a powerful Archangel that provided protection and wisdom). Naming this car "Snow White" would have been, as they say, a no brainer, but the name doesn't have substance and I did not want to manifest having to cook and clean house for seven men, regardless of their height. "Tatanka' is the name I have given to my snow white Kia. Tatanka is the Native American word for buffalo. Buffalo is symbolic of manifesting abundance through right action and White Buffalo is sacred.