Hi Keith,
You said:
"I thought/received a thought about how near I felt to Abraham's
energy,then it hit me. Abraham laughs all the time through us. They
experience our physical laughter when we allow them. It felt so right
to think that, it must have been directly from them. I am so happy to
provide that outlet for our friends."
I think Abe may have swooped close to me this morning, too! Before
beginning two Abe processes, I started off with a meditation. I first
asked for some answers to this question: Why can't I allow this to
be....? (I've been having some real challenges in releasing
resistance) I received a fairly jocular answer in short-
order ....... He/She/They/It said something like this: "Your
intentions are certainly good dear, but good grief....you've got it
all backwards! YOU'RE supposed to create it first in YOUR mind. YOU
keep waiting for the UNIVERSE to make the creations for YOU! It's
the other way around, girl.
YOU pick your desires and then hand them over to the Universe and
then await the delivery! You don't phone up Mr. Pizza and order an
all-dressed pizza which YOU KNOW YOU WANT and then worry if they
know how to make it! You don't worry about where the olive tree or
the pepper plant, or the tomato plant or the mushrooms are growing,
do you? Mr. Pizza is pretty good at what he does, he looks after all
of it, you know. You do trust this is all taken care of, don't you?
Mr. Pizza doesn't phone you up and say 'We're quite worried about
making this pizza for you, Janet. How do you think we should go
about making it?' Trust the Universe - IT knows what your desires
are. IT knows how to put it all together for delivery. Now get off
the phone please, so IT can get to work!"
Now, I know this is not profound, and all the Deliberate Creators &
long time Abers out there already know this, but I think my Inner
Being (or Abe) was getting a mite frustrated with my reluctance to
Allow & decided to come through on a level that I understand...Pizza.
Whatever works...It's all Good.
Message received, Mr. Pizza......the lines are open.
Much love
Janet.
