To do this, you first need to have looked to see if there isn’t an open space. The Lady doesn’t like being bugged for nothing.

But if instead you’re pulling into a shopping center, say Black Friday when the place is a madhouse, with no parking to be seen for miles, and use the phrase;

“Asphalta, Goddess of Parking and Pavement, please find me an open spot.”

With-in moments there will be a car leaving a nearby space. This really works. It helps in traffic too.

I must say I found the concept of our broader conscience collecting and holding more information than we can process interesting. It makes sense, because as you say, that to be sane requires us to filter an incredible amount of raw data otherwise it would completely overwhelm us. Kind of like the experience from tripping when your sense get overloaded, but all the time.

Good post, you always make me think