Precious Little Moments

Yesterday I had a silly thought. I was in the bathroom busy with my morning routine, lotioning my arms. I felt a wee bit rushed, my mind swirling with all the things I wanted to do, excited about all the opportunities and the creative projects I wanted to tackle this day. The lotioning was like a chore I needed to get done. And the skin almost seemed to drag its feet sucking in the lotion slower than necessary. Then suddenly I stopped in my tracks pondering. To me this might be just a tiresome skin care duty, but to my arms these minutes could be the highlight of their day. When else would they get so much attention and affection? Something in me shifted as I observed this moment from the perspective of my arms. I suddenly felt peace and appreciation, since they never let me down all day, although they only get this small amount of pampering.

This must have stirred something in me, because I experienced a similar shift at work. My desk was filled with things that needed to be done before the holidays, so I felt pressed for time when I answered the phone in order to deal with a customer's accountant. She needed an invoice to be spiced with a certain reference number in order to transfer the money. (Did I mention before that bookkeeping is a total bore and nuisance in my eyes.) She was from Rumania and had a hard time expressing herself in my language. It took a while until she could communicate her request and I detected a slight feeling of annoyance in me. Why would a company in my own country hire someone who is lacking in communication skills. I was holding out of course, because the thought of my own company receiving the money for my work's efforts is a quite satisfying one.

And then that shift happened again. Maybe to me this was an irksome moment, but to her it might be a very brave deed, exposing herself to this task in a foreign language. From my perspective she was butchering it, but from her point of view she was possibly doing quite well given the circumstances. How courageous to take up a job that would force you to grow and expand beyond your comfort zone. I felt so much appreciation and admiration for her, that I was able to resolve this issue with a lot of patience and nice words for her.

I know that everyone experience their reality based on their own perception. So this might not have done anything to that woman, or my arms for that matter. But it changed something in me. I was able to devote myself fully to the situation at hand, and my emotions were instantly uplifted.

Spirals and infinities are circling possibilities

Opportunities revolving and life evolving

Out on the edges it might heavily shake you

Jump right into the middle and it'll awake you

Little notes from the Universe

Obviously the universe is sending out quirky hints to let me know that something is on its way. In this case that something being the desired camera.

I was in Merryland again and it so happened that the Knittee had to be at his club for a practice appointment, but his partner was completely under the weather and therefore couldn't play. Coincidentally a guy walked in, who had never been there before, and got introduced to the Knittee by one of the employees. The employee who does all the photo artwork for the club btw, and who uses a 5D, the bigger brother of my dream camera. So this new "member" played several games with the Knittee. During our conversation we found out, that he is a professional photographer and he recommended the 7D to me. But he also said, that it's really the eye and not the equipment, that makes a good photographer. I thought that was very encouraging, not having any educated skills on that field. Was this a sign?

Obviously the universe was trying to convey something to my death ears, so it pushed the message through a little harder. When I packed my bags the Knittee saw the boarding pass for my first flight, that I was about to throw away. The seat number was ...... well as you can guess now ..... 7D.

I had totally overlooked the fact, being too busy with taking pictures on that flight. What an irony. Of course I kept it and put it into my magical box. Oh, you don't know about the magical box yet. But this is another story for another post.

Actually, Life Is Quite Simple

Yesterday it dawned upon me that life isn't that complicated at all. I realised that there is in fact only one relation - the one between me and my inner being. If this relation is harmonious, all other relations will be a blissful experience.

Consequently there is only one issue - a misalignment between you and your inner inner being. All issues that might occur are mere adventures and interesting incidents, when one is in alignment with the inner being.

And now comes the best part. There is only one purpose in life - to feel good. If one feels good, nothing else matters.

The only question is, if being in alignment with oneself is the journey. For a long time I thought it was - back when I thought being in alignment would be the purpose. But maybe it's just the vehicle, and instead of starting out for an exciting adventure I keep busying myself with polishing the fenders.

What if I just act as if I had already achieved the perfect harmony with myself? Wouldn't this open up new paths to before unimaginable horizons.

Maybe the immaculate sheen of my vehicle's finish is not that important. Maybe it's time to jump in, start the engine, and step on the accelerator. NOW !

Answer From The Universe

Yesterday it happened again. I had a strong desire and the universe took immedate action. Lately the knittee is very busy researching technical details on cameras and he told me about this very tempting one that soon became an object of my desire. Of course it comes with a correspongingly imppressive price tag. But knowing that the "how" is not my job, cause it will be taken care of by the universe, while I need to concentrate on my wish and the allowance part, I printed out the image of the said camera to stick it onto my vision board.

My next move was submitting pictures to a photography contest. At least that was my intention. But I stumbled upon a category that I had neglected before. It came with an entry fee, and so I had excluded it from my mind. Also because the prize was a camera, and at that point of my journey I was focused on additional sources of income in order to finance the frequent journeys between two continents. Wait a second...... the prize was a camera? Yes, you are right. A camera. THE very camera I am desiring. What a prompt reply of the universe.

Needless to say that I sorted through my pictures the same evening and entered this category just now. They asked for a body of work comprised of 10 pictures. I've seen very stunning images so far, and a video interview with the jurors, in which they offer their recommendations for every applicant. Some statements were disheartening, while others stated the total opposite. So I followed my heart and focused on those that would encourage everyone who felt the call to participate.

In my selection I concentrated on the theme that allways makes me forget the time. The beauty of flowers. I am a very intuitive photographer, I follow my whims and inner voice. I opened my files and exposed the pictures that are closest to my heart. So it's up to the universe now to decide, if this camera is an important step on my journey. Although I know that the universe does not need any assistance in order to fulfill a wish, a bit of cooperation on my part doesn't hurt either. ;-))).

The Heart Of Life

At the moment my mom isn't doing that well. And as I felt a bit overwhelmed I had this idea to metally visit a happy place. What immediately came to my mind was the picture I took on one of my outings with the knittee. He has this new habit of shooting videos of the sky being visible through the trees. I cannot even tell anymore who noticed first, that this particular opening looked like the shape of a heart. I thought this was very soothing as I envisioned myself being in the center of the heart - awhich was in this situation very appropriate, as my mother has a heart condition.

Pain throws your heart to the ground

Love turns the whole thing around

Fear is a friend who's misunderstood

But I know the heart of life is good

John Mayer

Human Beings

This morning I listened to the ramblings of my mind. Mostly it's a lot of clatter, but this morning something shifted and I stumbled across a puzzle I found worth remembering. I mused about all the things most people strive for: happiness, love, health, wealth ... Suddenly it struck me as an odd paradox, that we would make a lot of effort to get all these things, while language wisely states that they are not to be gained by activity. It does not say "make happy", "do healthy", "make wealth" - admittedly the phrase "make love" is correct as well, but what most of us seek is to BE in love, to BE happy, to BE healthy, to BE rich.

We are human beings and not human doings. What an irony that the things we would be willing to invest a lot of power in order to get them, are only to be received. We have to allow them into our world, to invite them into our life.

And although this makes perfect sense, it sometimes is very hard to do - or should I say NOT to do. ;-))))

Lucid Dreaming - It's All About Vibration

Last week I had a remarkable dream. I was window browsing with my mother on THE strip mall in our city’s epicentre of the homosexual community. It’s a very nice area to do any kind of shopping: fashion, esoteric books, decoration, wellness articles, you name it, they have it. So there was nothing very unusual about sauntering there – if it wasn’t for the fact, that I was lesbian in my dream. Not that there’s anything wrong with it. (Btw, did you see that Seinfeld episode in which they assumed that Jerry was gay? LOL)

I have several friends, who are bisexual or gay, and it lead me to believe that we fall more in love with a person rather than a gender. Although I also see that most people have a preference and are aware of it most, of us are born with a mix of typical male and female character traits. Anyhow, my mom had told me some weeks ago that secretively she was very happy, that I hadn’t turned out to be homosexual. This coming from her, one of the most accepting and tolerant persons I know, was quite a surprise. She explained a bit apologetically, that through her education and her generation she had been so conditioned and brainwashed, that she would have had a problem with that. Consequently I found myself in a tight spot in that dream. I desperately hoped she would not catch up on my sexual orientation in the midst of all these rainbow colored vibes.

When I awoke I pondered over this dream a lot. How could it be that I knew I was a lesbian? There was no visible evidence to prove it. I didn’t have a girlfriend at my side, nor did I have one at that time. A detail I also just “knew”. Don’t we all have dreams in which we are aware of certain premises without the visual appearance of this information? I simply “feels” like this is true. So obviously, to make something real in a dream doesn’t require any evidence materialized in the physical form. As long as we are a vibrational match to the idea, it is regarded as solid fact. In my dream I was even aware of the power of vibration, since I was afraid to give myself away by radiating this particular wave of energy.

So if it is not necessary in a dream for any idea to be represented in the matter, in order to make it a tangible truth, then my mind should be trained enough to perform the same trick in my so-called waking state. Tons of time I had dreams in which I knew, that I was in the house of someone, although it looked totally different? Or I found myself involved with a former relationship partner although he was absent in my dream. We are masters of creating a certain vibration when it comes to our sleeping hours. So I should be able to use this mechanism in my “real” life as well, since to our consciousness there might not be such a big difference anyway. Maybe that’s what lucid dreaming is all about in the first place. Not to be the director of our dreams is the goal, but to be the producer of our life. And as we all know by law of attraction, we will cause things to appear in the physical form, as soon as we emanate the right vibration.

It’s all about vibration and perception. In this picture for example I changed the colors – which are by definition different wavelengths of light, thus vibration – so that it looks like the bottom of the sea. Would you have thought that “in truth” it is moss on a stone?

Reaching out for a better feeling thought

Yesterday I had a very interesting experience. At first I was a bit hesitant to write about it, because it might sound too sappy, too emotional, or whichever "too" I could think of. But then I remembered that the purpose of this blog was to have an outlet of whatever I want to comunicate to the universe. Hence it being anonymous. So I could just as well make use of it. (Just in case you feel susceptible to cavities when chewing on sweet romantic information, you might feel inclined to go to a different site now. LOL)

So back to yesterday when the Knittee and I had breakfast and there was an awkward vibration hanging in the air: He has not adjusted to our time zone yet and was therefore a bit oversensitive to every stimulous due to his lack of sleep. At such times everyone would be easily annoyed about nothing in particular, but he kept his composure well, being fully aware of his magnified feelings caused by the sleep deprivation. Still I felt so sorry for him and wished there was something I could do to make him feel better. Anything to make this a more happy event. I shared my feelings with him, and although they were inspired by love and compassion this didn’t really improve the situation at all. It only seemed to make matters worse. Possibly he felt self-conscious now as if being a spoil sport, or guilty for coming across a bit edgy.

Then I remembered what I heard in the Abraham teachings the other day. “Reach for a better feeling thought”, and I did. Actually I didn’t have to reach out far. Immediately I felt gratitude for being with a mate who is so conscious and observant, that he would not fall for the trap of acting out his uneasiness on me by picking a fight or being grumpy. I felt his love for me still radiating in his presence. So I joined him in the bathroom, where he was brushing his teeth, to let him know how much I appreciate his consciousness and his ability to remain undeterred by outer influences. The shift in vibration was so rapid and tangible, that it was only topped by his smile, when he related to me, that just in that moment he was about to tell me, that underneath the surface of his delicte dispostion his love for me was very alive and growing. Maybe he had sent a mental note or telepathy text. At any rate our morning took a very smooth course from then.

I will have to keep that in mind, because after deciding to change my focus it was very easy to find a thought that made me feel better. As if the relieving ideas were ready for the whistle all the time until I would finally catch on, able to focus on the light.

The Attitude of Gratitude

Yesterday my car was due for the first yearly inspection. You might remember my ramblings about scraping together the money for this comparatively huge and unforeseen investment, accompanied by little miracles and cosmic signs, impersonated by coins; I stumbled upon in the middle of the street, that told me to have faith in the abundance of the universe. Well, maybe not.

Anyhow, I had made the appointment with the garage, and the service staff had booked one of their rental cars for that day. But around noon I received a call from them to have me know, that the car they had put on hold for me was still used by another customer, who's car repair seemed to take longer than expected. I was to pick up a car at the car rental across the street, but they had made all the necesarry arrangements.

When I got there I found out, that I could have booked a way cheaper car, had I known this a week earlier. A nice and fancy little Smart that always reminds me of a sneaker. It would have been fun to ride that little nippy piece of technology and I could have saved money as well. But they are highly in demand and naturally there wasn't one of these models available at such a short notice - like NOW! :-)))

You can imagine my disappointment when I was "fobbed off" with a Mazda, that is supposedly the same build as my car, but a bit more affordable with way more technology. One year ago there were some people who advised me to buy this car in order to save some money. The testride didn't convince me so I stuck to my first choice, but it wasn't that bad a car, and my choice was rather driven by intuition than reason. Yesterday I didn't feel comfortable in that vehicle at all. First of all it was less spacious and everything felt like plastic. I mean even more like plastic than the plastic in my car. If that does make any sense to you.

But then I remembered that the universe has only one interest which is my well-being, my fun, and my growth (ok that makes three - lol). Why would it deprive me from a spin with a hip four-wheeler, if there wasn't any piece of the action in the deal for me? I thought about the considerable contrast between my car and this unwieldy model, when I finally got it. It was all arranged in order to show me, that my decision - based on feeling and not on thinking - last year was absolutely right. I feel gratitude whenever I drive my car and I never felt sorrry for the amount of money I could have saved by buying the cheaper version, but this assurance was even enhanced by that experience.

I admit, I am sometimes a bit slow on the uptake, but now the penny has dropped, so next year I will make the rental car arrangement on my own and get the fun-ride-sneaker-shoe, that I wouldn't like to own anyway, but just for the experience........

It's all about vibration

Today the knittee and the knitter will reunite happily again. My, I am so excited. This cross Atlantic relationship is so rewarding. Plus it makes me grow on an infinite amount of levels. But the best part is the fun and how good it makes me feel. Obviously I must emanate some sort of vibration about it. The following incident really doesn't make sense otherwise.

I had ordered some herbal tea at an onlineshop during the soccer Worldcup. I am not partial to soccer at all, but the rest of this country is very serious if not even religious about it. So I wasn't surprised to find a freebie in the package, that was comprised of a sweatband and an artificial flower chain - both in the color of the flag -, and even a tea with a soccer related label. A little whistle, a pink thingy, which possible uses still elude me, and a key band rounded off the set. Maybe they were out of black-red-yellow keybands, but why on earth would they replace it by one from a country that is only of little consequence regarding this sport? But take a look and see for yourself, which country they picked:

The USA of all possible choices. Not only that this is in resonance with my wonderful and miraculous relationship, but the knittee actually IS an athlete in a discipline that leads an underdog life in the US, while it's highly in fashion over here. Veeeeery interesting!

Labels & Judgements

Whenever I drive past the metro station I am awed by this beautiful peace of graffiti. To me this is like contemporary art and I have witnessed the artist once working on a "piece" in the middle of the city. No flashlight activities of unreadable gang signs that are quickly sprayed onto innocent walls, but the time-consuming work of a true master. So one day I finally stopped to take some pictures and was greeted by a surprise.

I was a bit shocked to find that some other "graffiter" would soil a "canvas" that has been occupied by one of their "lot". I thought there was something like an honor among thieves policy or some kind of respect. Obviously I was mistaken.

Then I realized how often we use labels and judgements in order to categorize our world. While both sprayings could be classified as graffiti one had a higher ranking in my perspective. Who knows, if the second spray can artist at work thought of the first one as a traitor of the underground movement. Maybe it was all about marking the territory or a totally random act of thoughtlessness and/or disrespect.

But it had me thinking about how much of our life experience is created by our point of view rather than the incident itself. If I had identified myself more with the second spraying, I wouldn't have felt sorry for the beauty of the first being besmirched. I might have even felt a sense of victory over the "conformist" who seemed to have been payed for his work by the authorities. Another proof that it's actually me who creates my experiences rather than the world surrounding me.

Focusing

This morning is was listening to an Abraham workshop and they mentioned the phrase "turn the other cheek". Don't worry, this is not going to be a highly religious post - lol. But it made me wonder, since I had chewed over that phrase a lot as a child, when I used to go to church every Sunday. Why would Jesus want us to have our other ear boxed as well? I wondered. Wasn't it enough to have been beaten once? What purpose would this achieve?

When I heard the line again this morning, I had an epiphany. Maybe it was only meant metaphorically - like almost everything else he said, haha, big news - and not directing us into a passive state of mind, letting the other one treat us ill. What if it was a hint for us to change our perspective and view the situation - and the opponent - from a different angle. Focusing on the aspects we like and that would make us feel good. By law of attraction we would receive only, what we deliberately concentrate upon. Thus we might be able to love our enemies, if we find something about them, that we appreciate.

Things like that happen to me all the time. I had a strong dislike for certain dialects, but whenever I met someone reaaaallllly nice, who happened to be from that region, the queer pronunciation grew on me and I started to associate a lot of positive things when I met other people from that part of the country as well.

How fatal that Jesus seems to be mostly misunderstood by those, who claim to preach the gospel. But I won't focus on THAT! I rather practice to turn the other cheek. ;-)))))

Silly Quotes

Why cry over milk, you haven't even spilled yet?

An Immediate Response

Yesterday something very funny happened. For two or three days now I am in love with a certain color. You could call it aqua or a greenish turquoise, some might refer to it as mint. I found a skein of sockyarn that had parts of it, but it wasn't the yarn base I would prefer to knit with now. (Sorry it that's gobbledygook for you, but it's needed in order to understand the whole thing.) Since I had purchased it from an indie yarn dyer, I emailed her and asked, if she could dye the same color with a different yarn base. No response.

But when I arrived at the playground, I received a soft envelope from a woman, I never ever heard of before. In it was a giftwrapped skein of yarn. I had a suspicion who had used a proxy to send me this yarn, and it turned out to be correct, but nonetheless I was amazed. I truly believe that all our wishes are granted and answered by the universe. Some not in the way we expect, because the universe might have something in mind, that's even better for us. But still the effect of desiring a skein of yarn in the morning, trying to proactively get it, failing, and then receiving a gift that fell into my lap only three hours later. That's awesome. Thank you universe, proxy, and dear knitting friend.

Of course I won't open it before my actual birthday, but I still wanted to show a picture of the yarn that tempted me in the first place.

Namaste

"While some people might be afraid of death,

dyeing is not such a bad thing after all."

Creating and Co-Creating

A funny thing happened. On Sunday I visited with my friend in her beautiful garden. We talked about this and that and all of a sudden she complained about the outrageously high gas prices these days. Since I am reading the teachings of Abraham by Esther and Jerry Hicks at the moment, I was well aware of my emotions entering a downward spiral of feeling quite helpless about this situation. But instead of jumping on that train I said: "Well, then let's create a different situation. Did I tell you that the gas prices have dropped so much, that they're below 1.20 again?"

"Well that's not what I've heard," she said, and I thought, ok, now we're back on the stoney tracks of hard facts again. But to my utter surprise she continued: "They are even lower. And on top of that they stopped that silly ,9 cent thing, that is ever so irritating and misleading anyhow."

With delight I joined in, telling that the downward trend in gas prices would always be followed by good deals on plane tickets as well. Immediately I felt my feelings shift from unease to light-heartedness and joy. So I basked in that emotion, thankful that my friend, whom I never told anything about the Law of Attraction program, had returned my playful ball of creative daydreaming.

Although I know, that the Law of Attraction is a very powerful one if not the most powerful one in the whole universe, one thing really caught me by surprise the very next day on my way to the "playground" (which some people with limited imagination skills refer to as "the office" btw). As I drove by the gas station I noticed that the prices had dropped by more than 10 cents. I texted my friend this good news, and on the following day the prices went down again. They haven't stopped this silly .9 cent thingy yet, but we are working on it, so I guess they soon will. ;-)))).

PS: By the way, did I tell you that I won a huge price in a photo contest, my soul mate earned 200.000 $ this year, and they're coming up with cars now that wouldn't need gas at all?

Law Of Attraction

What interesting events in these past days. Amazing miracles are coming my way again. So it's hard to keep up and write everything down. But yesterday really took the biscuit. I'm afraid I need to go back a bit - as usual - in order to make myself understood. :-)

On my last but one visit to Merryland in April I bought this book about the Law Of Attraction called "Ask and It Is Given". It's a beautiful read and very insightful and empowering. I can only highly recommend it. I also watched the movie "The Secret" again, which inspired me to do another vision board for my job in particular and my life in general - since I regard myself as a whole being, so focusing on just one aspect of my very diverse life seems so limiting. One impulse to do so originated in the wish to create additional and alternative sources of income, in order to pay my travels to Merryland and to spend more time with my beloved Knittee.

During my last travel to Merryland in June I bought a knitting magazine because I fell in love with a sock pattern. I was also attracted to a scraf, that was shown in there, and assumed that the pattern was included as well. I was wrong, it was only an interview with the designer.

While I was browsing the craft magazines, the beloved Knittee was leafing through the digital art section, when he stumbled across an ad for a photo competition offering the prize of 10.000 $ cash. At first I thought, I would never win in such a contest, but then I realized how restrictive this thought was, and I immediately set it straight. I made a picture of the ad with my blackberry, and went to the site when I got back home. I already entered one picture, but I am allowed to upload even more pictures, which I will do shortly. But first I wanted to do some more research on other competitions, and I found a few that are also interesting. So I want to spread my good stuff a bit. ;-). Anyhow, this seemed to be the perfect way to open a door for the universe to grant me more income without having anyone die and leaving me a huge heritage. The latter idea is one, that I don't want to fancy in order to make any profit. I am sure you would agree.

I was very pleased that this opportunity was connected to Merryland. What a nice full circle it will be to spend the money, that will arise from that source, for the purpose of traveling back to the geographic origin.

The vision board was decorated with the picture in question, but I wanted to do more. One interviewee from the movie "The Secret" mentioned that he had created a check to be payable to himself with the amount of money he wanted to attract. So I thought I would do just the same, to set another stimulus and to beat my own drum for well-being a bit louder.

After printing out some check pictures, I logged in at a knitter's community to find the above mentioned scarf pattern, when I saw that I had two messages waiting from me. It was very funny, as the knitter-friend who had sent them was once in a business related contact with the designer in question. Not only that, but in her photo album I saw, that she had knitted the very scarf I was looking for. Law of attraction.

But not only that. The content of her mail was even more surprising, as she offered me a small job. I would be able to participate in a project that could grant me another ticket to Merryland. What a spontaneous reaction of the universe. How powerful and direct my wish was answered. How brilliant is that? Cool beans and over the top brilliant, I would say. ;-)))

Namaste

(Sock, inspired by the Merryland knitting magazine)

Dreams versus Reality

I dreamed I was in charge of dreams

And if you'd ask me what this means

I'd say that if this dream was true

Then I'm in charge of my life too

New Eye Disease Is Spreading Vastly

Increasing amounts of the worldwide population has been infected with a new and formerly undiagnosed eye disease. So far the scientists are still researching the cause and effects, as well as the manners of transmission. Up to now all the lab experiments have shown only very poor results. Isolation and an austere environment seem to minimize the effects of the plague, so every attempt to reconstruct the natural course of the illness has been fruitless.

Interestingly the epidemic had started in two different places at the same time. The first reported cases were detected on the east coast of the United States and in Western Europe. The sight defects of the inflicted are described as neither farsighted nor shortsighted, but rather seeing the world with what they describe as "different eyes". Colors are perceived brighter and more intense, likewise all forms are more harmoniously shaped. Other people are experienced as more friendly and kind, even when they're not.

The all over effect seems to be comparable with a psychedelic drug trip. To the sick even the grass on the own side of the fence is greener, and they are witnessed to be in a very exuberant and happy mood all the time. Undeterred by their surroundings they stumble through life in a state of euphoria and incurable optimism. They are inclined to hum sappy love songs and to do silly and affectionate things - which is why scientists have called the disease "heart-sightedness".

Although these symptoms seem to be harmless, albeit annoying to others sometimes, the consequences of this disease are not to be underestimated. Heart-sightedness causes irreparable damage to the brain as it can alter sad feelings and worries, and in very serious cases even erase whole traumatic memories. So far the infected have only be reported to be smiling a lot, taking life very easy, and being willing to enter new challenges without hesitation, but still keeping up a very responsible attitude.

However this disease needs to be controlled very urgently as it spreads like bushfire. In contrast to other known complaints heart-sightedness can be transmitted by a mere smile, a friendly gesture, a compliment, or even a brainwave. Conspicuous members of the human race have to be reported immediately to the authorities. The only way to curb the enormous spreading of the plague seems to lie in quarantine. The sick have to be isolated from any sensual input whatsoever and they are to be accommodated in very sterile and subdued environments.

The attending physicians are pinning their hopes on a new series of experiments. Their patients have to participate in single counseling which is not carried out by psychotherapists, but lead by IRS agents, insurance representatives, members of Jehovah's Witnesses, and sometimes even volunteering conservative politicians, who demonstrate their view of the world to the patients. In some cases the disease could be cured almost instantly, while other very stubborn patients seem to be unaffected by the truth and how bad things really are.

A vaccination is still in the test phase, but recommended measures to steel ones immune system are: meeting with an employee of your bank, discussing retirement plans with an insurance company, ordering alarm systems to protect your property, and keeping ones eyes fixed on gray asphalt rather than taking in the flowers at the side of the path.

In any case AVOID to talk to strangers, no matter how friendly they might approach you. This should make you really suspicious as it is very likely an indicator that you are dealing with a heart-sighted person.

Who creates what?

I know, it's been a while. But I have been so caught up in magical and miraculous events, that I couldn't keep up writing about them. I sent all my appreciation for these amazing moments to the universe directly, knowing that it would not be limited to the internet ;-)))).

A recent event though was so powerful and striking, that I felt the need to write it down. In the beginning of this year, after using all my accumulated vacation days in 2009 in order to travel to Merryland to be with my true love, I wished I would be given more vacation days this year as well, fully paid, of course. And I wished for enough money to pay all my travel expenses.

My significant other (who calls himself The Knittee, as he is the recipient of my knittings, so we may stick to that name here for a while) and I always play a little game when it comes to unexpected experiences. We search who intentionally or unintentionally created this, knowing that everyone in this magical world is calling forth whatever comes their way. It's really fun to do; as it allows observing without beating oneself up at the same time. But enough of the prologue and let me launch into the adventures we shared in April.

After spending wonderful 10 days at my place, we were to travel together to Merryland by plane to add another week there. It was a one-stop flight via Amsterdam, and although it started very smoothly, our first flight was delayed by more than one hour. And as hard as we tried, by the time we arrived at the next gate panting, it had already closed. The plane still stood right in front of us, but they wouldn't let us in anymore. I guess the security crew had already left this gate and they weren't able to check us anymore. Anyhow, we were scheduled for the next flight - the NEXT DAY same time. So far so good, but we weren't given a free hotel room. How we were supposed to spend the night was answered by a shrug with the shoulders and the information, that we could try to file for a reimbursement if we decided to spend the night at a hotel.

Both of us tend to see an opportunity in whatever comes our way, so we got a hotel room and head out for Amsterdam. The Knittee had never been there before, so this was THE chance to take a peek. He later admitted that he might have created this, as he had silently entertained the idea, that staying in a hotel in Amsterdam wasn't such a bad idea at all. He was right. We had a magnificent time there.

So my stay in Merryland was cut short for one day, but we really enjoyed every bit of it, taking a lot of flower pictures and enjoying every moment profusely. Then I received a mail by a friend who advised me to check the internet if my flight back was canceled, because a volcano had erupted in Iceland. She was right. My flight WAS canceled, and after what seemed like an odyssey - of which I want to spare you the juicy details - I was able to get a ticket for the following Saturday: ONE WEEK LATER than usually planned.

I was a bit concerned about my job, didn't want to lose any vacation days which I might need in the course of the year. But nonetheless we had such a wonderful time, that I embraced the gift with open arms and put all my trust in the universe. The whole week was amazing. Plus the fact that I started to find money on the street again, just like I did last year when I needed a car without knowing how to finance that.

When I got back, it turned out, that my boss treated this as higher force, or as he put it, as if I had worked and visited customers in the US. But he asked me to be so kind and spare him the usual reimbursment application. :-))))

So I ask myself, who created this? I am sure I did not stir up a volcano, but it feels kind of strange. I might as well blame it on the controller who is at the company at the moment and who appoints a lot of meetings. During our last meeting we tried to find a good date for a follow up. When he heard that the week after next might be not as convenient for me due to the jet lag, he simply stated, that one week is not even worth flying over. Obviously he was right. ;-)))

Namaste