New Zealand Weather
This happened to me at a huge cultural festival. We had had a hectic week preparing for the festival, with many last-minute notices and a low budget. The weather seemed very threatening – the rain in the previous week had destroyed the entire weekend for an environmental festival, washing away a whole year of hard work. It was still raining heavily and the thought of our work going down the drain was unbearable.
The weather man said it would rain throughout the festival, but I said, “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about” and refused to accept that the rain would ruin our efforts. Being desperate, I decided to use my psychic mom’s trick of sending a special request to the universe. “Dear God, can we please have good, sunny weather during the festival”, I asked and in an attempt to cheer everyone up, I told them about my psychic mom.
5 years ago, my parents came to visit us. The day after they landed, we told them, “Surprise, surprise, we have to fly to New Zealand for two weeks” (New Zealand is so beautiful, we would happy to go there again anyway, but this time, we really had to).
On our last day in Auckland, it was raining heavily. We had spent most of our two weeks on the northern side of the North Island and we only wanted to climb up the mountain to have a view of Auckland before we left. The weather was gloomy and we could hardly see the car in front of us. At 3pm, we had to return our rental car and head to the airport. We stopped for food and my mom looked up the sky and said, “God, please, can you give us a sunny day. This is our last day and we only need 5 hours. Thank you, God”.
We all looked at her and laughed. She was funny that way. She always sounded like she was bargaining with God.
“What are you doing?” the young kids asked.
“Asking God for some good weather”, she said, “I have a direct line to God, you know”.
“Do you think he listens?” The kids asked.
My mom smiled, “Of course he does. All you have to do is ask”.
I thought she had a lot or nerve asking for such a thing in the middle of a rainy day, but she told Gal to drive up the hill to the lookout, because the weather was going to clear. It was still raining and every 4 minutes, we said we should turn back, because there is nothing to see in such weather, but my mom kept saying, “You have to have some faith. Keep going”.
We went up the hill. It was cold and windy, but as we got out of the car, like magic, the sky cleared and we could see a beautiful view of Auckland. We stood there for a while, not believing our good fortune. My mom walked around proudly, saying, “Thank you, thank you” to the air.
We spent the rest of the day in the center of Auckland and to our surprise, the rain resumed when the guy from the car rental took us to the airport.
Since then, I call my mom whenever I need a special weather break and ask her to have a chat with the “authorities” and arrange something for me. One time, she told me that since I was related to her, I could do it myself.
So on we went to the festival, not sure what would happen, but at about 11am, the sun came out and lots of people came to the festival. Many of them stopped at our stall and had a good time with their kids. At 4:30pm, it started drizzling. At 5:00pm, our stall was packed up and we went home, having had a magnificent day.
Try it! Tell me if it worked for you!
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