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In my post of May 7, 2012 (Vision Board), I wrote about the abundance placed before me by my Angels in the form of a brand-new BMW. When taking possession of this amazing vehicle, the salesman took some time to acquaint me with many of its features. One feature is the connection of the vehicle with one’s cell phone through a Bluetooth interface. He punched buttons in the car, chose settings on my iPhone and voila! hands-free cell phone connection.

Delighted with this technological marvel, I soon learned to enjoy and appreciate the many conveniences of being able to speak to someone without having to dial up (a real no-no when driving), hold a little box to my ear, and punching buttons. This feature quickly became a favorite.

Then one day, soon after my return from a road-trip to North Carolina, the feature died. Suddenly, the car did not recognize my cell phone anymore. What could have happened? I called the salesman who had been so helpful earlier to find that his information was not helpful for the present. He said that the problem was most likely with Apple, that something might have been downloaded onto my iPhone that caused a glitch. In fact, he said, I was the third one to report such a finding in the last week. This disturbed me. If Apple had downloaded new software or updated something in the phone, I had no prayer of reconnecting my phone and my car. Yet how could Apple have done such a thing when I had not been on the internet with my phone, except for resetting some passwords? I tabled the subject on my mental shelf of “needs further information”–a place in which my questions have stewed and percolated for as long as 30 years before receiving answers. Interestingly, although I was disappointed in the salesman’s reply, my mind was open, thinking that some solution would come from somewhere. In the meantime, I went about my business, a little sad that my car and my cell phone were no longer on speaking terms.

Time comes and goes. It is now several weeks later. I wake up one morning with the fleeting residual of a dream so tenuous, it was almost just an impression. The impression with which I awoke was that everything was just fine with both my car and my cell phone, it required just one touch to set everything aright. Bemused, I wondered how things would turn out, since I had no clue how to go about acting on this obvious message from the Other World.

As it happened, I found time to visit my BMW dealership on another matter, involving the controls on my radio. While in the car, I told the salesman about my phone no longer being connected to my car, as it had been earlier. Absorbed, he took the phone from my hand saying, “Well, let’s just see what’s going on. There’s no Bluetooth icon showing. Let’s look.” Finding the correct window on the phone, he slid the Bluetooth function with just one touch and voila! the car again recognized my phone. Open-mouthed, I looked at him in amazement and did not tell him of the message floated through my mind, tenuous as a willow-the-wisp, and only barely perceptible. I just thanked him profusely and remembered the keystrokes to turn the Bluetooth function on and off.

Dear Readers, I wish I could tell you how and why I receive these messages, some of which seem so trivial, nay, banal. In the scheme of things, why would my Angels, who, in my humble opinion, have much more pressing matters to attend to, go to the trouble of floating a whisper of a thought through my mind in a dream, tagging it with the assurance that all would be solved in the mystery of the iPhone not being recognized by the car? Why would this particular message be more important than ideas for ending world hunger, for example? Thus far, I have no answers to any of these questions. For now, I continue to practice my spirituality and stay open to any and all messages from the Other Side, messages that seem to come infrequently, always in a timely manner, and always with the solution to my current insolvable problem and/or thorny situation. As always, your Angels urge you, also, to practice your own spirituality by staying open; avoiding critical thinking; acting on your intuition, gut feelings, and hunches; and listening at every opportunity so that you, too can reap the rewards of abundance, peace, and prosperity. Heaven is at your service, just one touch away.

Today’s topic, vision boards, deals with a subject that I had firmly decided was pure wishful thinking, totally without merit. My first and only encounter with the idea of vision boards was long ago on a random episode of Oprah, in which she rhapsodized about setting up a board, pasting on it pictures of all of your dreams, wants, and desires, then sitting back and watching them manifest themselves. Pure hokum, I thought, and promptly put the idea of vision boards out of my head. Well, my Angels foxed me again. Inadvertently and unwittingly, I created a vision board, set it up in the perfect line of sight, instinctively adopted the correct mind-set, and succeeded in manifesting something that I had considered impossible, in a time-frame out of my wildest dreams.

It all started as I was translating into English the first volume of an extremely popular Hungarian fantasy series (sort of “Harry Potter” meets “The Lord of the Rings”). One of the characters in the story is a sporty, little, red, bewitched car by the name of Rouge Red. My friend, Béla (see also Archives, August 31, 2010 Erzsébet the Nutrition Angel and September 1, 2010 Erzsébet at work), and I used to laugh and joke together that once the book was published, I would buy a hot little red car and call her “Rouge Red”. Also in fun, he made the most outrageous claim that she would be a Mercedes Benz, because everyone knows that published authors are a rich lot. No, I told him, Rouge Red is definitely a BMW. We would continue in this vein, being as outrageous as possible, and just laughing our heads off. Great fun.

So, this past February, my elderly BMW (which I had purchased 8 years ago for a pittance as a used car and which now had nearly 200,000 miles on it) ran into a wheel-bearing problem, so I took it to the dealer for service. Usually when I wait for my car, I just sit down in the waiting area and read, because it would do me no good to browse the showroom. Those cars are all shiny and new, but with those price tags, they might as well all be on the moon. For some unknown reason, though, I decided to look around in the showroom this time, unrealistic price tags or not. My eyes fell on a 328xi in vermillion red and I was immediately in lust. Not only love, but lust. Never in my life have I lusted after a car and here I was, hopelessly, helplessly, irrevocably in lust. Immediately I knew that I had met Rouge Red in person. Except that I didn’t have a spare $42,000 in my pocket. Besides that, even if I had had that much money to spend, I wouldn’t spend it on a car, because of the depreciation factor. Still, enthralled, I looked her over. She was perfect: size, color, interior, accessories, you name it, she had it, and it was all perfect. I felt like Dorkness falling head over heels for a supermodel. Sighing, I acknowledged the impossibility of my desires, gave her one last, longing look, and sat back down to wait for my elderly car to be fixed.

Despite not a snowball’s chance in Hell of ever having this little red car in my possession, I did some research on this model BMW and began musing. Just for fun, I also looked up the Blue Book value of my 1999 323i, which came to the grand total of $2,000. That was a bit of a shock, but it gave me a good laugh. My elderly BMW (which I loved driving) was worth way more than that to me, and I gave it not another thought. Over several days, I told some of my friends and co-workers about the car and just generally gushed about it. We all agreed that it’s nice to have a dream and left it at that. But my Angels did not leave it at that. A few weeks later, BMW marketing sent me a packet containing their new offerings for 2012. Included in this packet was a 4X6 glossy photo of a representative car of each of their models. One of them was, you guessed it, a photo of a red 328xi. I laughed out loud. How funny, I thought. Here they even send me a photo of Rouge Red, just to tease me. Throwing away all of the ads, I kept the one photo and put it in a prominent place in my keeping room (kitchen). Each and every time I went past it, I alternately drooled and laughed.

I had a great time telling this story to my friends and co-workers. In the meantime, I began to wonder just how I could have this car in my possession. The best idea I could come up with was to contact the dealer in two year’s time. Perhaps the price would have dropped significantly by then, and I would have a better chance of affording it. A 50% price reduction would sit well with me, as that would put it in the same price range as a Toyota, Honda, or Subaru. Again, though, these thoughts were just idle fancy, for I had truly accepted that having this car in my possession was an unrealistic fantasy. And I was OK with that. Despite my lust, I accepted that I could not afford this shiny machine, no matter what my lust told me. Heaving the sigh of unrequited love, I went about my business.

April came and time to take off the snow tires. Again taking my car to the dealer, I sought out Rouge Red in the showroom. She was gone. It’s just as well, I thought, and settled down to wait. Soon, the service manager, who I have known for many years, came out to discuss my bill with me. Just in conversation, I mentioned that I had looked up the Blue Book value of my car and was shocked at the figure. I told him that it was worth way more than $2,000 to me. We laughed, then he asked me whether I had seen the BMW ads on TV, $328/month for a 328xi. He explained that I could lease that car for 30 months for $328 per month. He told me about another customer who, like me, had an elderly BMW with 210,000 miles on it, and she had leased a car. He said that both he and his girlfriend had also each leased one. “Where else could you get into a $42,000 BMW for that kind of money?” he asked. “Nowhere”, I answered. The thought was intriguing, but I still dismissed it. It still seemed like a pipe-dream to me. Telling him I would think about it, I paid my bill and went home.

The next afternoon, my phone rang. It was a salesman from the BMW dealership, calling me at the recommendation of the service manager. This was amazing. I felt as if the Universe was cramming this car down my throat, no matter that I was not particularly interested. This salesman answered all of my objections satisfactorily. It seemed that BMW could accommodate even the fussiest potential customer. I agreed to meet with him the next day, and then it was all over. My credit application was accepted, they found me my Rouge Red (with a moon/sunroof, no less), and I am now in possession of this impossible dream, leasing it at a price I can afford, with the option to buy it after 30 months for approximately $25,000. I am still in shock.

In shock, I called one of my longtime friends to tell her the story. At the end, she simply said, “vision board”. When that didn’t make sense to me, she told me that pasting pictures on a board, looking at them frequently, and keeping one’s mind open is the fastest way to achieve the results of one’s desires. She, herself, had manifested her horse, Bay, in this manner. Well, you could have knocked me over with a feather. Something I had completely dismissed as bogus had just resulted in giving me something I had desired, and in an inordinately short time. Of course, now I am all afire, with no end of ideas for my new vision board.

Again, dear Readers, your Angels have chosen me as the guinea pig so that through my own experiences you can profit and gain in abundance, both materially and spiritually. The environment needed for success with your vision board is, first of all, a vision, idea, desire. Obtain a picture of it. Look at this picture often. Next, adopt the correct mental outlook for success. This appears to be an open receptiveness, with no urgent requirement for immediate fulfillment. Keep it loose and sweet; don’t grasp and grab (these attitudes will result in failure). Leave it up to your Angels to know the correct time for delivery. Finally, just sit back, marvel, and enjoy as your heart’s desire arrives on your doorstep.

Over many decades of experience, I have determined that our Angels take care of us in many unusual ways, many of which we don’t even know about until we take the time to pay attention. I’d like to share with you one way that my Angels take care of me: they always give me just enough money to live, making allowances for unexpected expenses. And that money comes in ways and through means that I never expect.

After having duly filed my income taxes for this year, my memory seemed to be that I had owed money to my state government, for which I sent the required check. Imagine my surprise when a notice came from my state government! Oh-oh, I thought. This is either very, very good or very, very bad. I opened the envelope to find a refund from these people with an explanation that line such and such did not agree with line so and so. Instructions were included, should I wish to file a disagreement. Ha! While I was thrilled to get this substantial refund, my mind went into muse mode: it remembered that every time I had an unexpected expense, money would appear in the mail from some obscure place–just enough money to pay a bill, with some left over for living. What kind of bill would require this extra money?

Putting the check away for the moment, I turned to balancing my checkbook and generally looking at my finances. Lo and behold, I found the mortgage payment due, but not enough money from my employment checks to cover the total. Adding the refund from the state government would allow me both to pay the mortgage and have a little left over for food or gas! Those foxy Angels had done it again, saving my little pink butt, as well as my credit rating.

With this gift from Heaven, I had to seriously rethink the pressures under which I am currently laboring and which I have repeatedly requested my Angels remove. Because things haven’t changed, I assumed that I was on my own in this regard. Not true. My Angels are truly watching over me, as evidenced by this unexpected infusion of cash. Something else must be in the works. Perhaps I have much to learn from the current untenable situation in which I find myself. Perhaps I am working out some serious past karma and so must live through this. Whatever the explanation, my Angels are truly working with me and are helping me out in every way that they can. Yours are doing the same, dear Readers. Keep listening. Pay attention. Slow down. Be vigilant. You will notice patterns and signs which will tell you how your Angels are working with you. Keep the faith and hang in there. Heaven cares.

Some of my persistence in listening to Angels is truly beginning to pay off in earthly terms. A few weeks ago, I had arranged for workers to come to re-do my patio and paint the side of my house. I would finance this endeavor through a line of credit with my bank. As I awoke on a Monday morning, I had the distinct message in my head, “call the bank and make certain that the line of credit is open so that you won’t bounce any checks”. This message was loud, clear, distinct, and totally without ambiguity. There was no “feeling”, no sense of a push in a direction, just a loud, clear message. My intention was to comply. Then, my reason talked me out of it, saying that even if I called the bank, why would they give me any such information over the telephone? Instead, I would drive to the bank in person the very next day and ascertain the status of my line of credit.

The next day came and so did the message, just as loudly, clearly, and distinctly as the day before. This time, I didn’t listen to my reason. I called the bank to find that, indeed, the line of credit had been mistakenly closed when I refinanced my mortgage. So, if I had written checks on this credit line, they would have been returned as “insufficient funds”—actually, there would have been no funds, just as the initial message had warned me.

Crunch time. I had workers who needed to be paid and I was without funds until a new line of credit could be opened, a process that could take up to a month, or more. The same Force that had been with me in warning me to call the bank, now was with me in setting in motion the steps for initiating a new line of credit. Calling a loan officer in a panic, I was sitting in her office within 1/2 hour, signing application papers. The loan was approved two days later. Not counting the week for the lawyer’s vacation, the final papers were before me within four days of the approval. Not in any of my former experiences has a process of this magnitude been finalized in so short a time period. The effort everyone expended to assure me this line of credit in the fastest time possible was so amazing that I could only shake my head and marvel.

Obviously, this entire little drama had been meant to occur, along with everyone’s cooperation. At every step I could hear the Angels’ directions, see their hand, and feel the beat of their wings, as they orchestrated each person’s role and behavior. While each of us in the drama had a part to play, it was our choice whether to expedite the process or to retard it. It was also our choice in how we would play our parts: choosing anger or choosing gratitude. Thankfully, each of us chose to behave graciously. Even the workers waited patiently while this entire process unfolded.

To this day, the purpose of this entire episode escapes me, even as I understand that it needed to occur. I am only thankful that, each and every day, I practice listening to my Angels. Perhaps that is why this message was so beautifully clear and in such beautiful English, totally without ambiguity. Your Angels encourage you, too, to continue practicing listening to your intuition, no matter how small and inconsequential the thoughts may seem. It’s all practice for your very own crunch time. :)

Your Angels are vitally interested that you understand the extreme importance of the role of belief in your life. They have addressed this idea before in several posts:

June 5, 2010: “seek with expectation”
June 6, 2010: “belief: the missing link”
June 7, 2010: “expand your belief”
July 31, 2010: “thoughts are things”

Yet, today, they again made it clear to me just how important that little idea of belief is, for that which you believe will become present for you in your physical world. That which you do not believe will not manifest itself in your immediate physical world, even though it is present in the larger physical world. As is their habit, your Angels have a story to illustrate their advice.

An acquaintance of mine, Zelda, has an issue with abundance. She is unable to manifest it. In particular, she is unable to manifest green energy, which we know by its other name, money. In addition, she is unable, at present, to see how her beliefs contribute to this seeming inability to manifest abundance. Several years ago, she called to lament her lack of funds. Her Angels presented her with several suggestions, all of which would result in an increase in her funds. One of these suggestions involved claiming a balance of nearly $3,000 held by a local bank, in her name, in a “lost accounts” fund. She seemed excited by this prospect. I heard little of any progress in this direction but was not surprised, since she has honed procrastination to a fine art.

In a recent conversation with Zelda, she again lamented her low bank account. Inquiring about the “lost funds” held by the bank, she became very defensive and told me that she could not get the funds. The defensive/aggressive tone of her voice tipped me off to a deeper issue. With gentle probing by her Angels, we uncovered her major obstacle. In her own words, “I don’t believe that I can get that money. It doesn’t seem real to me.”

Aha! Now we are at the crux of the matter: she doesn’t believe; and acquisition does not seem real to her. In other words, while intellectually she can hear the words that $3,000 is waiting for her at a bank, emotionally that money might as well be on the Moon or in a movie or in the next galaxy over. She is not able to feel that this money belongs to her and that it will be sitting in her very own savings account in her lifetime. That explains why she has not pursued it, why she was put off so easily by any attempts to pursue it, why she is not pursuing it at the present time, and why she has no plans to pursue it. To her belief system, that money does not exist, so why bother to pursue it? Thus, this money is present in the physical realm, but not present in her immediate physical world.

My fervent hope is that all of you, dear readers, are shaking your heads in wonder and nodding them at the same time. Shaking your heads at the futility of her belief system, yet nodding knowingly because you know that changing her belief will result in manifestation of this $3,000 in her bank account. Many people say, “I’ll believe it when I see it”. Dr. Dyer knows that You’ll See It When You Believe It (see Reading). So how can Zelda help herself? She can become aware of her belief system (see November 15, 2010, It’s all about Awareness). Once she has become aware of this belief, she can choose to think differently. Once she thinks differently, she can choose to believe that this money is real, that it is hers, and then take steps to claim it, thus bringing it into her immediate physical reality.

Your Angels know that belief systems are often ingrained, ruts worn deep by many years and decades of consistent wrong thinking. Becoming aware of those belief systems is a huge accomplishment in itself. Once an ingrained belief is identified, you might have to just sit with it for a while—sometimes years—looking at it, understanding it, making peace with it, before you can move on to replacing it. With Zelda, to her eternal credit, she was able today to hear herself admit that she does not believe the money to be real. Once she realizes this important belief, she can begin to process it and choose to believe differently. She may continue to choose to believe the money is not real, but somehow, once a belief is exposed, it doesn’t have the same power over us that it had before we were aware of it.

Your Angels hope that you will take this little story to heart, make it your own, and start to become aware of your own belief systems which get in your way. What belief is holding you back? Do you believe yourself to be unlovable? Do you believe that you must suffer? Do you believe that you must be poor? Do you believe that life is hopeless, so why try? Ferret out those harmful beliefs. Know that your life is only as rich as your belief system, then trust that your Angels will show you the way to an abundance of riches, however you define them.