The Old Bag Lady and Her Incredible Attraction
Could an old homeless bag lady teach a lesson about the law of attraction? I didn’t think so until I witnessed an incredible scene at a farmer’s market recently. I live in the southwestern portion of New Mexico which is known as the Land of Enchantment but it is also one of poverty and low income. Many folks in this area have gardens to save on groceries as well as generate extra income at the farmer’s market in the big city.
These markets are filled with a variety of crafts, food, entertainment, and specialty items that attract crowds of all ages and walks of life. It is a delightful and festive atmosphere with musicians filling the air and loud laughter coming from a group crowded around a vendor’s booth. The street is blocked off so there is no vehicle traffic only people mingling from one sidewalk to the other. It is a place of commerce and conversation with many renewing acquaintances from a week ago. Others make it a destination twice each week to keep in touch with the happenings around town.
While attending one of the farmer’s markets located in the recently renovated Main Streets I watched a most incredible sight that has helped me understand and practice the law of attraction. An old lady obviously homeless and destitute was sitting on a bench between vendors. Her clothes were worn and out of fashion and she had a paper sack that was ready to be replaced soon. She didn’t speak very often but when someone would pass by she’d look them in the eyes and smile. It wasn’t a forced smile but one that beamed joy from deep within.
That smile would capture people and they would soon engage in a conversation. Within moments each person would reach into their pocket or purse and give her some money. They would talk a little more before moving to the next vendor. Parents of small children never felt threatened because the radiant smile was so disarming and attracting.
Like so many others who watched the amazing scene, I could resist and found myself passing near her just to have the experience. When she looked at me with her smiling eyes and face I felt warmth that filled my being. She greeted me with a positive statement like, “It’s a wonderful day, isn’t it?” I couldn’t help but respond back with agreement and found myself sitting beside her for several minutes as we engaged in light conversation. She never asked for money or told me a sob story but asked about who I was, what I did for a living, did I have family and was I having a good time.
Like so many before me, I reached into my wallet and gave her some money for lunch. She was thankful and wished me the best. As I walked away I realized that she had given me more than I could ever have given her because from that day on I approached people with a smile of deep seated joy to know who they were and discover their personal treasure of being. I’ve made more friends and enjoy life a whole lot more since that encounter with an old bag lady.