=== By: Esther Abraham-Hicks ===

"Child of mine, I will never do for you that which I know you can do for yourself. I will never rob you of an opportunity to show yourself your ability and talent. I will see you at all times as the capable, effective, powerful creator that you've come forth to be. And I will stand back as your most avid cheerleading section. But I will not do for you that which you have intended to do for yourself. Anything you need from me, ask. I'm always here to compliment or assist. I am here to encourage your growth, not to justify my experience through you."

 

"Continuing to tell stories of shortage only continues to contradict your desire for abundance, and you cannot have it both ways: You cannot focus upon what is unwanted and receive wanted. You cannot focus upon stories about money that make you feel uncomfortable and allow into your experience what makes you feel comfortable. You have to begin telling a different story if you want different results.

 

We would begin by saying: I want to feel good, I want to feel productive and expansive. My thoughts are the basis for the attraction of all things that I consider to be good, which includes enough money for my comfort and joy, which includes health and wonderful people around me who are stimulating and uplifting and exciting."

(^_^) Today's Mental Clutter (^_^)

And now, reporting live from Sheraya’s brain! 

 

Good Afternoon Loves, I bring you, Today’s Mental Clutter --> hmmm…

 

~ 72 days left in 2010… 7 + 2 = 9… 9 weeks left until Christmas… wowzers!

 

~ Ya know, I’m not trying to tell anyone what 2 do… ok, I lied, I am… But All I’m saying is, people should always fearlessly stand up for themselves…respectfully, of course… I mean unless there’s a bear nearby… yea, then u might want 2 lay down, shut up & play dead! And you’re an exception if you live in a totalitarian country… mmmm, yea…

 

~What if Mr. President said “ya know” while squinting his eyes, after every other sentence? Like, “Yes we can… ::squints…pause:: ya know” or “Issues are never simple. One thing I'm proud of is that very rarely will you hear me simplify the issues, ::squints…pause:: ya know”… Yes yes!  I think he should adopt ::squints…pause:: “ya know”!! He’d earn major cool points 4m me!

 

 

~I get suspicious when ppl begin a convo w/ “To be honest…” or “Real Talk…” or any phrase of that nature.  I mean, are u not usually honest or real?  Ok, now I can’t even take u serious AND I’m compelled 2 ask U 50 million questions… So why’d you choose NOW to be honest??  OR are you beginning this convo with “To be honest…” or “Real Talk…” as an extra effort to get me to believe you BECAUSE you’re lying??

My Daughter

 

-Trust-

Yesterday... I was feeling some kinda way.... I didn't know where this feeling came from, there was no particular event that occurred which brought about said feeling.

I narrowed it down & misinterpreted this feeling as "being in a bad mood" but, why??? After feeling like this Wednesday night and majority of the day Thursday, I reevaluated myself & my mood... Maybe I wasn't in a "bad mood" at all.... Hmm! I'm usually quite chipper, bouncy, easily excited, smiling, bubbly and ready for new adventures... But not yesterday! There was an unusual stillness, emptiness, no excitement, very serious though I wasn't easily angered... My physical sensations were heightened but my emotions were numb... Hmmm

I had no desire to engage in conversation... My breathing was very flat & mellow, my heart rate low, my hands felt different and my eyes felt unusually low.... All I wanted to do was get back to my normal self then it hit me....

Trust this process... Trust these feelings... Trust this mood... Trust...

Then I read the following by Tara Sophia, the only thing left to do, was Trust... So I did...

In any creative feat

(by which I mean your work, your art, your life)
there will be downtimes.

Or so it seems.
Just as the earth is busy before the harvest
and a baby grows before its birth,
there is no silence in you.
There is no time of nothingness.

What if,
during the quiet times, when the idea flow is hushed and hard to find
you trusted (and yes I mean trusted)
that the well was filling, the waters moving?

What if you trusted

that for the rest of eternity,
without prodding, without self-discipline,
without getting over being yourself,
you would be gifted every ounce of productivity you need?
What would leave you? What would open?

And what if during the quiet times you ate great meals
and leaned back to smile at the stars,
and saw them there, as they always are,
nourishing you?

There are seasons and harvest is only a fraction of one of them.
We forget this.

There is the rhythm that made everything.

The next time you stand in the kitchen, leaning,
the next time a moment of silence catches you there,
hear it, that rhythm, and let it place a stone in your spine.
Let it bring you some place beautiful.