This three-part series explores the extraordinary coincidences of lost wallets returned, each encounter quietly reinforcing the power of belief, gratitude, and the idea that our thoughts might open unexpected doors.
(Entry date : September 2014)
Last week, I lost my wallet. I did the whole “retracing my steps” thing – digging through car seats, flipping over clutter at home, hoping it was just playing hide and seek. But eventually, the truth set in: I must have dropped it the moment I stepped out of the car. Meaning, it’s probably in someone’s hands now.
It’s a heavy feeling, isn’t it? That instant “oops” that costs you your ATM cards, a small currency collection I’d been keeping, and every ID I own. All gone because of a split-second of carelessness.
But I decided to stay hopeful. I’m still alive; I’ll find a way.
I chose to believe in the “Unicorn Thought” – the idea that i don’t have anything to worry, it’s all taken cared of.
Every time the panic started to flare up, I’d take a deep breath and whisper a “thank you” to the universe. No evidence, no certainty, just a choice to believe it was already handled. Whether I got it back or not, I needed to believe I’d be okay. So, I let it go.
A few days later, the “What If” became a reality. Someone had come by the house while I was out on errands, leaving a note about my wallet and a phone number.
I texted her, and the story got even better. She wasn’t even the one who found it! She had seen some kids rummaging through a wallet near her market stall in Bicutan and just… stepped in. She saw the IDs, realized how much of a mess my life would be without them, and decided she was going to be the one to fix it.
I went to her stall the next day. She handed it to me—every single card intact—and wouldn’t take a thing in return. Her name is Marizza. She was heaven-sent, a literal queen in her own right.
People might call it wishful thinking or just a lucky coincidence. But I like to think it’s proof that we have a bit of power to pull off incredible outcomes just by shifting what’s inside us.
I mean, what if, right? Yes, this sounds like i might have just gotten lucky, but hey, it happened again in Unicorn Thoughts and The Gratitude Theory (Part 2) and Unicorn Thoughts and The Gratitude Theory (part 3 : Malcolm’s wallet)
I guess enough times to see that unicorn thoughts don’t play around.
