What if doing for you is doing for me?

By Lynne Cory

What if my cousin was getting sicker and sicker and could not find the door to wellness? What if her 96 year old aunt needed some short term care and my cousin dragged herself into action? What if within a day, she found herself getting better? What if it was because she was focusing on the needs of another which allowed her body to heal?

 

What if she was a teacher of “mind my own business”?

By Lynne Cory

What if I watch a travel mate give out no tips, steal an entire days food from the nice complimentary breakfast at the restaurant each morning, and order no dinner but finish the foods from others plates? What if she wonders why others are not generous with her?What if this is none of my business and I just love her and observe my reaction?  What if she is a teacher for me?

What if I graded my own report card?

By Lynne Cory

What if even though I feel that I am at peace, there are people in my life who continually whine and complain and create drama? What if because these people still frustrate me and are mirrors to my inner thoughts, I must give myself a D? What if I can receive an A when I become a mere non-judgmental observer of life?

What if my body is yelling at me?

By Lynne Cory

What if my body begins to whisper that it needs a little love and care but I don’t listen and then it talks to me but I ignore it and soon it is howling in pain but I just keep pushing forward at my regular pace? What if I am now facing a serious illness with time-consuming doctors’ visits and costly medicines and their side effects that could have been avoided if I paid attention at the first sign?

What if my body could talk?

By Lynne Cory

What if my body holds the energy of the past on the left side and the energy of the present in the middle and the energy of the future on the right side?

What if my right eye hurts and I realize that there is something in the future that I don’t want to look at? If my left knee hurts, could I have been inflexible in the past?

What if she made me feel important?

By Lynne Cory

What if as a young boy, my son went alone to visit his dad’s mother and she loved him and played games with him and cooked things he loved and gave him special attention that he could not get in our active bigger family?

What if my grandmother thought I, from birth, was the most special one on the planet and made special food for me (fresh strawberries and San Francisco Sour Dough Bread with real butter) and brightened every time I saw her?

What if just one person, loving us, can give us the confidence to go forth in the world?

What if the pleasers are not pleased?

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By Lynne Cory

What if I spend my life walking on eggshells, making sure that your needs are met and because you are happy I can now squeeze out a little bit of happiness for myself? What if I deserve more than this little bit? What if it is my turn to light my light and begin doing for myself? What if you will be unhappy with this change and have the choice to make yourself happy or find another sucker who can please you for awhile?

What if my new dog is my old dog?

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By Lynne Cory

What if the souls of our pets recycle and return to our loving homes? My daughter’s 10-week-old Sharpei puppy eats only from the left side of his bowl, will not walk on grass and bosses around his fully grown Great Dane brother and older English Bulldog sister just as he did in his previous 14-year-old body that recently passed. My son’s mellow, baby Pit Bull does not bark or growl or chew things just as his previous love, Bear, behaved. What if we could see it in their eyes?

What if my child was Al Capone?

By Lynne Cory

What if I gave my child my heart and my soul and loved you from the depth of my being and you still turned out to be a drug-addicted, lying thief? What if I was an alcoholic who cheated everyone I came in contact with and you turned out to be an honorable person with great integrity? What if your journey was stronger than my influence?

What if we all took a bow?

By Lynne Cory

What if when my life is over, I watch myself as well as everyone else who was with me (good or bad) come out on the stage and bow to the audience? What if my life has been one movie in a series of on-going shows? What if we are all actors playing a part, learning as we go? What if in my last play I was a wealthy tyrant and this time I play a humble candle-maker? What if no one ever says boo?

What if I created my vision board?

By Lynne Cory

What if my vision board helped the Universe bring me my desires because I was focusing on certain things I want? What if I put it away because now my order has been placed? What if it is like ordering a stack of pancakes and a scrambled egg, and the cook now knows what to bring me and it will arrive at the perfect time?