What are the Chances?


My name is Patricia Ann Boyes.

Last Thursday I was on a bus trip from Scarborough, Ontario to Cambridge, Ontario to attend a production of Annie at the Hamilton Family Theater.

On the armrests of some of the theater seats were small memorial plaques in memory of someone’s loved one who had passed away.

The memorial plaque on my seat read, Joanne Louise Boyes. It took my breath away.

Joanne was my niece. She died twenty years ago at the tender age of eighteen years.

This theater has a five-hundred seat capacity and busloads of people attended the performance of “Annie” that day.

What are the chances that Patricia Ann Boyes would occupy the seat dedicated to Joanne Louise Boyes, the niece whose life had sadly  ended all those years ago.

I repeat…what are the chances?

Interior and exterior image of Hamilton Family Theatre Cambridge

Divine Order


I have been called a witch and here is the reason why. I learned how to declare Divine Order on missing objects not only in my own life but the lives of others. I soon found that this positive power also unlocks doors when the key seems stuck, makes parking places available, and can even jolt the memory into retrieving “lost” information.

Back in the 1970’s, I was receiving inspirational reading material from Silent Unity, a religious organization in Unity Village, Missouri, USA.

I still have one of their books in my possession. Take the Wings of the Morning came into my possession on March 9 1984 and was responsible for a whole new spiritual experience in my life.

But back to the witch.

In the last part of the 20th century, one of my daughters was approached by a distressed co-worker who had inadvertently misplaced a government cheque for $1400.00 (or a similar amount). The young lady had no idea where the cheque was, and the six month time allotment for uncashed cheques was running out.

Trying to be helpful, my daughter told her friend about my Divine Order decree.

The next day the young lady approached my daughter with a huge hug and the exclamation, “Your mother’s a witch!”

She had gone home, declared Divine Order on the missing money and found it under a drawer liner in her dresser.

I was reminded of this little episode yesterday when a friend commented to me about something she had tucked away and couldn’t remember where. I declared Divine Order for her and told her to call me when she found it.

Within an hour I got the call from a gleeful friend, and she didn’t call me a witch.

A Divine order prayer from Unity: Divine Order is now established in my mind, body, life and affairs.