By Lynne Cory
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What if I have a friend who has pain in his legs and now in his back and also in one arm?
What if his thinking is continually negative and ridiculing of others as well as himself?
What if his body is similar to his mind and both are hardening in an uncomfortable way?
By Lynne Cory
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What if nothing we believe we own is really ours?
What if the Universe is loaning us the land and the house and the car and the family and the business and we get to use and enjoy and learn and care for these things until we die?
What if then the Universe distributes them to other people who can best enjoy and learn from them?
By Lynne Cory
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What if anger is a belief that others should do and say and believe and live and work and act and vote and speak and dress and behave and eat as I do so that I will be happy?
What if they can never live up to my expectations and I will live longer and better and healthier if I just let it go and allow everyone to be themselves?
By Lynne Cory
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What if I put into my mind that I will try something three times and then stop because I am on the wrong path at this time? If I call three times with no reply then I will stop. If I try to do something three times or buy something in three stores, then I will stop.
What if this is my guidance showing me a better way and probably “one” time should be enough but being human, I often try a few more times?
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By Lynne Cory
What if people could choose to die when they were finished living and did not have to choose debilitating diseases or accidents to cross over?
What if we could allow them to die without begging them to stay?
What if when they wanted to talk about their death, we did not become uncomfortable and tell them that they still have many good years left and change the subject?
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By Lynne Cory
What if I took myself to the cosmic mechanic and got a body tune-up? What if they brought down a big golden hose from the Universe and hooked it up to a magical place on my body and gently flipped the “on” switch and all of my pain and soreness and negativity and fear and anger and frustration was drawn out and I was left feeling like a new person?
What if they finished it with a shower of joy and love and good wishes?
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By Lynne Cory
What if I invited three friends to a show a month in advance and bought the tickets but the night of the show, one of them did not call or show up and never mentioned it when I saw her weeks later?
What if this was a lesson for me to communicate better and not to gossip about her and to know that everyone is perfect and she was “perfectly rude” and I still care for her?
What if I was proud of myself because I just observed the situation and did not get mad?
By Lynne Cory
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What if, after all of these years and lots of world travel, I still cannot tell North from South in reference to where I am going?
What if I am great at left and right?
What if many people are just like me?
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By Lynne Cory
What if I recently hired someone for $? an hour but they felt shorted that they were not making the same as others who had been there for 15 years?
What if I could not make them understand and they quit? What if everything was in perfect order and another person was waiting to come in? What if the first one finds a job at a much higher salary – or not?
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By Lynne Cory
What if I go to church or temple or synagogue because it is a habit my parents started or I would feel like a sinner if I did not go or it was a social experience where I could show off my new clothes?
What if I went because it was a joyful and loving experience and I believed that uniting with others for one reason adds more power to the purpose? Only I know.
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By Lynne Cory
What if because of my upbringing, I have spent my life trying to be the best child, student, employee, friend, spouse and parent to everyone in my life? What if because I felt that if I did not please you I would die, I know nothing about how to make myself happy? What if it is OK to have chaos around me and be happy doing what I enjoy? What if what I want from you is what I need to give myself first? for Debbie M.
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By Lynne Cory
What if I was sitting here sad, miserable and worried and imagined an enormous, cosmic, sparkling, red funnel coming down to my heart and watched it filling me with love, joy and peace? What if my heart overflowed and this energy filled my veins and capillaries until I found myself in a white bubble of joy and happiness?
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By Lynne Cory
What if everything we do and say is being recorded and will be played back when we die? What if we are the only judge of ourselves? What if we softened our outlook as we did the best that we could with what we knew at the time?
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By Lynne Cory
What if we made an agreement before we came to Earth about what our purpose for the trip would be? What if once we got here we began to have fun and forgot what the plan was? What if it is now time to get back on the original path and focus on why we came?
By Lynne Cory
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What if we, as well as all universal beings, are spiritual with great knowledge, but some of us just don’t know what we know?
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By Lynne Cory
What if I sat next to you and compassionately asked you how you were? What if you recited all of the miseries and sadness of your neighbors and the car repairman and two actors but did not touch on the true sadness of yourself? What if these others are distractions until you can see inside yourself?
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By Lynne Cory
What if my being judgmental of others is a sure sign that I am judgmental of myself? What if I started to be more appreciative of others and became more appreciative of myself?
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By Lynne Cory
What if we can die from a broken heart? What if we love another so deeply that we cannot live without them and choose to join them?
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By Lynne Cory
What if body pain, cancer and death are all nothing more than experiences we preplanned before we were born? What if we prearranged this for our experience and growth to push us past our beliefs and those of the people around us? What if something good comes out of everything for everyone?
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By Lynne Cory
What if when I am on the right path, there is never a question? What if all I need do is focus on my insides for the answers and follow my gut instincts and life will flow joyfully?
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By Lynne Cory
Recently my beloved grandson left the planet in an auto accident and he has been communicating with me on a daily basis.
What if the static on the phone or the cigarette odor or the orbs of light floating in the dark room or the cologne smell or the feathers all around or the coins on the ground are all messages from my boy? What if I can now sit with a pen in my hand and watch as he sends messages to my paper? What if this is becoming so prevalent that I am amused by his power of communication and my sadness is lifting? What if he has returned to his normal state and I can walk and talk with him whenever? What if I KNOW that he is OK?
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By Lynne Cory
What if everyone I meet can add to my knowledge about me? What if you are sitting next to me and we stare ahead in silence and a piece of me is now eternally lost?
By Lynne Cory
What if because of the new social media, many of us rarely interface with one another but merely text or email or Facebook each other as our primary means of communication? What if because we can edit and delete before we send, the other person never sees the real us? What if when we meet in person, I can see and feel how you really are? What if loneliness is the new common ailment of many?
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By Lynne Cory
What if I had the desire to spread some information that I found important? What if I began in my family, then my neighborhood and then my city and then my state and so on? What if I began small and it grew?
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By Lynne Cory
What if beings from other planets are here to help us through the next stage of the planet’s growth but we ridicule them as quacks with unbelievable, phony stories? What if they remain calm and loving and continue offering help?
By Lynne Cory
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What if you think you are too small to make a difference? Try sleeping with a mosquito.
Dalai Lama
By Lynne Cory
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What if I took the time to visualize another person as a rose to get a feeling for how she was doing?
What if she is bright yellow and cheery or wilted in the corner or all alone in the garden or taller and stronger than any other plant or broken in half or exuding a fabulous fragrance or wrapped tightly around a stick or growing there peacefully?
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By Lynne Cory
What if the lights are coming on all over our planet and all the little people with little integrity will soon be in the spotlight?
What if they are already like a bunch of cockroaches running about in fear?
What if those of integrity can stand tall and be seen?
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By Lynne Cory
What if it is important to remember how we feel when we wake up from a dream?
What if I am the only one who can interpret my dreams as I am the one who knows what each symbol personally represents? What if books and others can guide me and give me their input but the final meaning comes from my inner knowledge?
What if dreams help us balance our day and process our inner emotions?
Leon Nacson
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By Lynne Cory
What if all of the money in the world is not as valuable as a true friend?
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By Lynne Cory
What if so many young men are walking with their legs far separated to keep their low slung pants from falling down that they are actually hurting the balls of their hips over time?
What if women have done this for years with their high heels and the balls of their feet?