On Riverside Drive

It's no Secret, it's real. See it in living color, on The View

Here's how the story goes, and it's not a word of a lie.

Not too long ago, I wrote about the book, The Secret, and how I've always been in tune with the universe and the energy that bounces back and forth within it. The premise of The Secret is this - what you throw out into the universe will come right back at you. It's the law of attraction. If you throw out negative words and thoughts, guess what? Right. Be ready for a bad day. Positive words and thoughts? Back atcha.

The Secret takes it one step further; if you really believe something, throw it out there, and it will happen. You just need to be patient and wait to see what kind of shape and form it takes.

Then, the next week, in my column, I wrote about my good friend, Gwen, and how she is a Feng Shui expert. Gwen taught me that the chi, the energy that you surround yourself with, has a huge effect on what is going on in your life. The energy of your home and your life can be greatly changed by just adding a red rug at your front door, or a fountain in a corner of room.

If you're still with me, then you're a true fan. It gets better.

So, on Mother's Day, my husband snuck into my office and hung the front cover sleeve of the book I wrote five years ago, Chicks Laying Nest Eggs, on my wall at the office. When I went in later that day, there it was, my book, all framed, hanging nicely, and in one piece! You see, I had dropped the frame two years ago, the glass shattered all over Timbuktu, and I left it, on the floor of my garage…for the past two years. Dead.

The book's subtitle is, "How Ten Skirts Beat the Pants Off Wall Street and How You Can Too!" For the past two years, we haven't exactly beat the pants off anybody, and to tell you the truth, the little investment club that I started, which is what the book is about, was struggling. We were all to meet in St. Louis on the Wednesday after Mother's Day for our annual meeting. I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Were we going to break up? Was something going to ignite us? What was the direction going to be?

We all met at Susie's 550 acre farm in the real Timbuktu, Southern Missouri- not a cell phone nor computer worked. Upon first thought, it was going to be a drag. No phone? No computer? No shopping? Our big meeting was the next morning, and being the head honcho, I was little nervous because I didn't have an agenda planned.

That morning, I got up, and popped the movie, "The Secret" into the DVD player. I was only buying time so I could get that agenda done.

All of the Chicks watched the movie and thought perhaps I had gone off the deep end, bringing such a simple, motivational movie to our sophisticated and intelligent Chicks meeting. I think I heard some heckling, too.

The meeting was about to begin, and I asked that if in our meeting that day, if we could always say things in the positive. Instead of saying, "Our portfolio stinks, why are we even doing this? There's no excitement in the club anymore." Could we rephrase it to be, "What I expect to gain out of this club is this…" or "I think each of you is great and we have all the tools to be a success, and we will, we just have to put our heads together."

I know, I know, corny, but wait, there's light.

Our meeting was fabulous. Absolutely fabulous! One of the best we've ever had! The energy, the positive changes we made, both with our club, and our portfolio were beyond expectations! (Don't you find it strange that mysteriously our phones didn't work? The only spot on the whole 550 acres that the phones didn't work was right there.) I could hardly wait to see where the energy was going to take us when we left. What was in store for us? If you would have asked me, I would have told you it was going to be big, I just didn't know how big, or what big?

We left the compound rejuvenated and ready to take on the stock market again. I got on the plane and said to myself, "There was enough material in that one day to write another book!"

Exactly six days after we left St. Louis, my agent calls me. I haven't talked to him in two years, and I had no intentions of it until I had at least finished a couple of chapters. He said, "Hello there, Karin! I got the strangest call today."

"Weird," I thought, "Him calling me right after a Chick meeting."

"The producer from The View called me," he said. "She wants you on their show! They want you to bring some Chicks to talk about investment clubs and investing in the stock market. It's this Wednesday! Suze Orman is going to be on with you. I have no idea how this resurrected itself, but you better get me a book in the next week, we have to get it published!"

Sure enough, we're on The View this Wednesday. By the time you're reading this, I've probably already been hobknobbin' it Barbara Walters. But, with what I'm throwing out there, she'll be inviting me back.

And to think, it all started with little change in chi and a small secret. You with me yet?