Last Friday I was with my guy for a coffee, in his place where has a second-hand store since some months with does not run too well yet. I had done some little re-arranging before we had our coffee and after it he started making some order too as a cousin of his had announced he would visit him. He very rarely does any cleaning or making order.
When I had come to him, during first words, I don't know why but I had said "You don't know what a lucky one you really are." I said this for I sensed that he still did not take his business seriously enough and sometimes still wished to live a lazy life on other people's money and let others remove his junk as he had done for several years before.
And some three days before, I had read on WWW about a new Lakshmi temple built by some of Shree Haidakhan Babaji people in Haldwani, Uttar Pradesh; and I am myself a remote associate of them so I asked by e-mail whether donations are still needed for it, and proposed to give some money even if the construction now is complete, for I wanted some incense before the image of Lakshmi-With-Eighteen-Arms to be "mine", in order to be able to pay off my housing credit as fast as I can. (NB They had not answered yet and I still had not donated.)
OK now - my guy did some re-arranging and brought some items off his place while I was sipping my coffee and having a cigarette and I did not look at the place where he always sits but at the T.V. -
And then he came back to sit down but stopped, wide-eyed, saying to me "did you put that money there?"
For in the middle of his place on the couch there lay a 10 Euro note which was as new and clean as if it had come right from the bank!
I said how comes this money there, did it perhaps fall out of one of the items you removed? He said impossible there was no money in between of that. He asked again did you put it there wishing to fake a miracle? I said NOPE, I didn't even look at your sitting-place! Then I remembered having said that lucky-guy thing and I told him "Perhaps some higher power wants you to accept that you really are a lucky one with money." And I suggested to him to keep that note as a lucky charm in his porte-monnaie.
He kept musing about that bank note during whole evening. I however didn't have to muse, or to doubt. I sort of knew that it was a "game" of Master Babaji and Lakshmi Ma, to teach my guy.
And later on we decided to call pizza-taxi and he gave ten euros for it (but of course not THAT bank note) and I paid the rest.