We’ve all had those “defining moments” when we learned something so powerful, that our life literally changed right there, on-the-spot. This happened for me when Neil Diamond came here to Minneapolis in 2005 for two back-to-back concerts. It was then that I learned the power of being clear on what you want, asking for it out loud, and declaring it to the world.
A big Neil Diamond fan
Quick backdrop: My love of Neil started in the early 80’s, when getting tickets to concerts was a whole different deal. I skipped school one day in 8th grade, standing in line for tickets for eight hours! Through the years I’ve remained a loyal and faithful fan.
It’s been a fun constant in my life from the days of feathered hair and braces…to my wild college years…to maturing into adulthood…and to most recently hitting the big 4-0. Throughout it all, when Neil goes on tour, you can bet that I am there.
So on the day before the festivities back in ‘05, believe it or not, this huge fan (me) did not have tickets for the shows. While mediocre seats were available, I wanted the best. I had gotten in touch with all my connections, searched the Internet, and tried a few tricks. But I didn’t seem to be getting anywhere.
I started to wonder if I was going to have to pay a fortune to get those great seats I wanted, and I wasn’t sure what to do. It certainly wasn’t a good time for us to be spending extra money, and I couldn’t imagine how there would ever be good seats still available for such a high-demand entertainer?
When Bill came home from work, he could sense my turmoil about not having tickets, as the first of the two shows was closing in on 24 hours away. I told him about all the roadblocks I had come up against, and he stopped me dead in my tracks and asked:
“So, what exactly do you want?”
Daring to be bold
I sat up straight and said emphatically: “I want great seats the first night…and front row seats the second night.”
Then I flashed Bill a big smile and for a moment I thought that I probably sounded ridiculous. But I knew that’s what I wanted so I figured I might as well say it; he asked a simple question and I gave him a simple answer. So I put it out there, I let it go, and I trusted that all would work out exactly as it was supposed to.
The day of the show came and we headed downtown for a night of fun. I knew as a last resort we could count on getting tickets from the brokers outside the arena, even if we had to pay a premium. But when we got downtown, there were no brokers around, and when I checked at the box office, no good seats had opened up. Hmm. This wasn’t going like I planned. But we found a bar to hang out for a while, still knowing everything would work out…somehow.
Then out of the blue, I was overwhelmed with a feeling to take action! I told Bill I would be right back and shot out of the bar, running down the street to the arena ticket office.
Out of breath, I made my way up to the ticket booth and said to the woman behind the window wearing a headset, “Did anything open up yet?” She had seen me before, and she knew I didn’t mean just “anything.” I wanted the best.
It was just about an hour before show time. She punched a few keys on her computer, looked at me with a mischievous grin, moved her microphone closer to her mouth, and said through the glass quietly as though she had a secret: “I’ve got second row center.”
The power of trusting
Wow! The stars were aligned, and those tickets were meant for me. I couldn’t believe how excited I was (and I only had to pay face value)! On a bigger-picture level, though, the excitement wasn’t all about “the seats.” This was about the power of being clear on what I wanted, saying it out loud, and then trusting it to come.
I ran as fast as I could down the block, leaping over curbs and clutching the freshly printed tickets to my chest. I raced past a myriad of bars and restaurants that were pumping Neil’s music out of their open windows. I could barely wait to tell Bill! I found him at the bar exactly where he said he would wait for me. We hugged each other with a tight “Yeah, we knew this would happen” embrace.
We trusted and look what happened.
That night we allowed the evening to unfold and it was absolutely perfect. Neil was about ten feet in front of us much of the time, and it was almost like a dream as the spotlight behind him kept casting shadows on us! We had a blast…dancing and singing in our own little cheering section right up front and following our joy.
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Concert #1 rocked; how about concert #2?
And so the drama continued. Next day, no tickets for the second show. We wondered what to do. My request for the second night was front row…but how could anything surpass what we had just experienced? And was that now asking too much?
Check out the next post to see what happened!