Now let me share with you two experiences that came to me this past week. Here is the first one, the lady wrote me dated December the 1st…that’s the date of her letter. She said, “I returned from a wonderful cruise through the Caribbean and the Mediterranean, returned to New York City. I checked my baggage at La Guardia Airport for Chicago where I expected to spend a few days with some friends. When I arrived in Chicago, one of my bags was missing. It really was my most valuable bag. Not only did it have most of my clothes, but it had all of my presents that I bought for my friends and my relatives, all my family. Plus the fact, in it I had left the most precious of all things, I left a wedding band and an engagement diamond that my husband gave me…he’s now gone from this world. I had them made into a locket. So I reported the loss when I got to Chicago and it wasn’t there. They said they would call me when they found it. Well, I arrived in California and there was no trace of the bag. A week later I got a letter from the airport saying that they were sorry but there was no trace of the bag. My first reaction was to curse them for their treatment of baggage, but I remembered the teaching, that which you teach us, that imagining creates reality. So I tried to reconstruct the letter that I received from them and revise it, but it didn’t seem natural. I tried it over and over, but it didn’t seem natural to me.691 ¶3