Marjana, if it was just about surviving, getting by, and keeping things the way they are, then how would you explain your wild imagination?

If it was just about sacrifice, selflessness, and altruism, then how would you explain your burning desires?

And if it was just about thinking, reflection, and spiritual stuff, then how would you explain the physical world?

Get the picture, Marjana? Want it all. That's what it's there for.


Vroom, vroom,      The Universe

Marjana, imagine yourself on a warm summer evening, before a calm, clear pond. The moon is full. The stars are shinning. Whippoorwills are whippoorwilling. And I am with you.

Now, do you know how to float? Well, for the most part, you do absolutely nothing, at which point I can hold you at the surface, in the palm of my hand. It's simply a matter of physics, the laws of time and space, and your natural state.

Are you there? OK, now you'll have to trust me, but it's the same when it comes to floating in wealth and abundance, health and harmony, friends and laughter. These are your natural state, your default settings, the "givens" in this great adventure. These are where true balance is found. They can be yours without strenuous effort. You don't even have to visualize them.

Just stop the argument that claims hardship. Surrender in the war that presumes lack. Come out from the fort that has kept you so safe, and follow your heart with carefree abandon... Are you there?      


The Universe

Full lepo in full zanimivo...

Hvala.

Suzana

Okay, okay, okay, Marjana - so I exaggerated, a little. You
don't really have to "do all you can, with what you've got, from
where you are", to rock the world. Nope. You can just think it
rocked and it will be rocked. Same is true for walking on water,
and manifesting gold coins from your blue jeans. You have the
technology.

Oh. Still reading? Hmmmm, odd, I mean if you can manifest gold
coins from your blue jeans....

Ah-ha. Other beliefs. I see. Invisible, limiting beliefs that
you've been programmed with by a base, primitive society that
says you're a weak, mortal, biological accident, lucky to have
risen from the seas. Darn.

OK. How about this. From here on out, you just do all that you
can, with what you've got, from where you are, and being the
Universe, I'll pounce upon every chance you give me, seamlessly
weaving miracle upon miracle together (not so obviously that
people might want to burn you), playing and ricocheting off
those pesky, Neanderthal beliefs, and the next thing you know,
you'll be past them, they'll evaporate since you've trumped them
with your manifestations, and you'll be back to doing things,
without doing things.

Right, Marjana, like, that will be half the fun.

   The Universe

Believe me, I know all about it. I know the stress. I know the
frustration. I know the temptations of time and space.
Marjana, we worked this out ahead of time. They're part of
the plan. We knew this stuff might happen. Actually, YOU
insisted they be triggered whenever you were ready, to begin
thinking thoughts... you've never before thought.

Good on you,
    The Universe

---

Marjana, do you remember way back when, on the day you first
earned your wings, how you worried about whether or not you'd be
able to use them to lift yourself, and thereby the entire
planet, higher?

And so I reminded you that the reason you earned them, was
because you already had?

I thought so, but sometimes it's nice to be reminded again -
Marjana, you already deserve all that your heart desires.

Tallyho,
    The Universe

---

Through you, through you, through you, Marjana... The magic
works through you. Not beside you. Not around you. Not for you.
Not instead of you. But through you.

You have to go there. You have to choose your stage. You have to
do your dance. Putting yourself in place, to any degree that you
can, even if it scares you, even when it's "hard", even if it's
just your big toe. Stretch yourself, scoff at the odds, get the
ball rolling, so that the magic can then come alive, connect the
dots, and sweep you of your feet with its infinite grace and
glory.

You wouldn't just carry around the seeds for the garden of your
dreams in your pocket, all the while asking where your flowers
are? Nope, you'd have to brave the elements, you'd have to
choose your location, and then you'd have to go there.

Your LIFE is your wand (or hoe, whatever), wave it,
    The Universe

---

Please, Marjana, don't be afraid. Not even a little. Not
ever. The lions and tigers and bears can't really hurt you. You
live in a world of fog and mirrors, where there's only the
illusion that you could somehow become less than the greatest
you've ever imagined yourself to be.

And it's this very image, the highest from within you, that has
summoned your boldest dreams. As if by dare, to draw you into
the light with their sweet rewards, and as if by chance, to draw
you through the very fears that have kept you from it.

Slayer of dragons. Matador of all time and space. Rightful heir
to heaven on earth. Don't be afraid. Not even a little.

Amen,
    The Universe

It's got nothing to do with being a perfect, goody-goody,
selfless, sacrificing, spiritual saint, Marjana. Blagh! That
whole characterization was meant for a different audience at a
different time, and they really had issues.

It's got everything to do with being yourself, trusting the
magic, following your heart, dreaming big, and having fun.

Hosanna in the highest,
    The Universe

gape wrote on 16.09.2004 at 10:24:19:



sej ga ne more....
a te je še kr strah spodnjega?
dokler ga ne integriraš, vleče dol

http://www.gape.org/geeklog/public_html/article.php?story=20040915151117775