I went to photograph a family in Chatham in August (crazy tourist central). Where I chose to meet them, there were no parking spaces… I knew I couldn’t be late, so I passed by believing when I turned around there would be a space for me when I got back. I kept visualizing my space, knowing it would be there for me, but when I got back, there was a waiting line of 5 or 6 cars. I held my breath, “I know my space is there, I’m so grateful that there is a space for me…” and somehow (well, we all know how) although there were 6 cars waiting, no-one saw the space at the end, I pulled in, and got to my photography job on time.