An inspiring friend of mine sent this astonishing story of an angel answering the call to deliver my book to a person at the airport. You’ll feel a tear of wonderment as you read it just as I did.
Many months ago I attended the showing of Guerrilla Midwife in Santa Fe. This is a documentary movie about the work of Ibu Robin Lim, a midwife in Bali, who was present for this fundraising event. I was deeply touched by all that she is doing and the lives she is touching by bringing gentle birth to this area of the world. There are some serious issues in Bali such as if you can’t pay the hospital bill the hospital will keep your baby and you can go in to feed them at 8 in the morning and again at 8 in the evening. When a hospital birth happens and the parents don’t have sufficient funds to pay, Robin keeps a special fund to help parents get their baby out of the hospital. That is just one example, there are more such as nutritional deficiencies from white rice agricultural practices that lead to serious hemorrhaging and infant formula issues to name a few.
After the movie Robin and I made a good connection and I found myself wanting to find ways to support her work so I purchased her movie. The next morning I had the thought that I would like for her to have a copy of Hiring the Heavens while she was on her trip, that this would be an easy, great way to boost her capacities with her work in Bali. I had to make a call to get the number of the organizer who had sponsored her. Things flowed well as I made the call and I got through to everyone first time. I explained that I wanted to get a book to Robin before she left out of the airport in Albuquerque which I expected would be sometime soon. Wow, they were actually on the road to the airport as I called, less than a half hour out but there was a traffic delay and Robin was concerned about whether she would make her plane. I hadn’t called a minute too soon.
As it looked unreasonable to get a book to Robin given the timing, the organizer let me know she had things to send to Robin and if I wanted to get the book to her in Santa Fe that she would mail it with what she was shipping to Robin. I agreed to this and hung up. Her phone was about to lose charge so within minutes I couldn’t reach her as it went directly to VM. In nano seconds after hanging up I realized that I really didn’t want to wait, that I wanted to get a book to Robin NOW, before she left New Mexico. I had to give it a try. I let my A-Team (that’s what I call my angel committee, love the movie too). know that I needed help and very clear guidance. I headed out the door to Borders where there was a copy on the shelf, then drove straight to the airport which was about 20 minutes away (note this all was possible because the Sunport is relatively small and easy to navigate) .
When I got to the Sunport I could easily determine what Robin’s flight would be as I knew she was going to Austin, TX and the approximate time of departure, but I didn’t know for sure if she had made it to the airport or not. I went to several security officers and asked if someone could take the book to her at the gate. They said no way could they do that, and in retrospect am now glad they didn’t confiscate it from me. I headed to the Southwest Airlines counter (usually great with customer service) and they said no way could they make anything happen and that I shouldn’t have even told them what I wanted to do. Very frustrating. (Who would suspect that a book about angels could be such a security risk).
Frustrated and needing to collect myself, I left wondering what I could do and to double check the departure monitor. Shortly I returned to the Southwest counter and the woman out front fielding passengers helped me out by physically describing Robin and that she had indeed checked in, so I knew that Robin had made it to the airport, but then this rep told me that what I wanted to do was IMPOSSIBLE. Alrighty then, you aren’t going to be much help I thought to myself, muttering a bit, “you shouldn’t have said that to me” as it really lit my internal fire.
Needing a boost and to focus I asked the angels for help again, and that if we weren’t before we were now officially in miracle territory. I contemplated what I could do and went back to the security check in with the idea that I might find a late passenger who would take it to Robin at her gate. This would need to happen without a security person seeing me hand it off. It was maybe 20 minutes before Robin’s flight was due to leave at this point.
Several people walked by and there wasn’t anyone that I felt inclined to say anything to. Then a young man came through and I asked if he was flying Southwest by any chance. He said “no, why do you ask?” I quickly explained to him that I had a book that I wanted to get to a friend and that her plane was leaving soon. He said he had enough time and would do it. I gave him the book and said Robin’s name and gate, that was all. He took HTH and placed it in his bag and headed off. I said, “her plane is loading now so this has to be done quickly and oh by the way what is your name?” He turned his head and over his shoulder said “Tony.” I walked maybe 30 feet and thought that I should tell him what Robin looked like. I walked back to where I had handed him the book and Tony was no where in site (I mean no where) and the security lines were not crowded so he should have been easily apparent.
I shrugged and let it go as worst case scenario someone who might not have read HTH otherwise now had a copy. I left the airport feeling light hearted and gave myself credit for making a dedicated effort. The next week I found out from the organizer that amazingly enough Robin had gotten the book, but the organizer didn’t have any specific information about it. She and I laughed about we would know it was an angel if “Tony” morphed from a slender Caucasian guy to a curvy African-American goddess and it would be fun to learn what the person who got it to Robin looked like.
A couple of months later I responded to a group email sent out by Robin and asked her about the book, by any chance did she remember who handed it off to her? Robin wrote back that she was grateful for Hiring and this wonderful little book was making the rounds in Bali (yippee, very fun to hear that). She indicated that no, very sorry she didn’t remember what the person looked like as she was still frazzled about making it to her plane, but she did remember that it was handed to her in the walkway to the plane. RIGHT! you have to get past boarding authority with a boarding pass to get there and none of the airplane personnel would touch it as the book was considered a security hazard. Wow….. this turned into an amazing unfoldment.
So let’s review: I handed a book off to someone I had never seen before who had less than 20 minutes before take off to make it through security and to get a book to Robin for whom he had no physical description. The book made it to Robin, being handed off in the walkway no less, where a boarding pass is needed, right! WOW! Thank you Tony and thank you angels for honoring my intention in a wonderful way. I have warm fuzzies whenever I think about it.
And thank you Jean for a gem of a book. I love sharing it and my stories with others.