What if his smile slid down?

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By Lynne Cory

What if he slashed and burned and killed and maimed and humiliated and then sat there smiling in another country because he had gotten away with it?  What if his day will come?  What if just when he thought he was home free-ZAP, his grandchild was murdered or he was mal-treated at his nursing home?  What if no deed goes unnoticed-good or not so good?  What if his soul will carry this memory?

What if her saddle oxfords changed the day?

By Lynne Cory

What if her new “old school” shoes caused people to smile wherever she wore them?  What if she had so much fun with them that she encouraged others to buy some for themselves so that they could have fun too?  What if her vibration raised before she even put them on in the morning because she anticipated all the laughter these shoes would bring? What if it was really not about the shoes but about her wonderful demeanor?  for Marilou

What if I make the choice to make the journey back?

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By Lynne Cory

What if we can reincarnate as many times as we want?  What if we continually return because we have unfinished work in learning about ourselves and Earth is a fun place to be and learn and grow?  What if bumping against other humans helps us learn more quickly about ourselves?  What if it is our choice to stay in spirit for as long as we want?

What if it came from the past?

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By Lynne Cory

What if she feels that all of the men she dates are stuck to their mother’s apron strings?  What if in a past life, she had no mother and so does not understand the child-mother bond?  What if she is a bit jealous of their relationship?  What if the men’s relationships with their moms are normal and healthy?

What if I am the main character in the novel?

By Lynne Cory

What if my life is simply one chapter in a huge novel?  What if many of my new belief systems are created at the beginning of the chapter through the older beliefs of my parents, guardians and caregivers?  What if we get many opportunities to learn and grow as we proceed through this chapter and the many chapters to follow?

What if I was confused?

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By Lynne Cory

What if I gave you a gift but it was really for me?  What if I always complimented and acknowledged you and would like some acknowledgment myself?  What if I buy you little gifts often and would enjoy a surprise once in a while?  What if I call you and would enjoy a friendly call in return?  What if I offer to help you and would appreciate help in return?  What if I am giving you what I would like for myself?

What if we are shifting to heaven on earth?

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By Lynne Cory

What if I am creating a lovely living space for myself?  What if I am only hanging around with those that I love and feel comradeship?  What if I am staying in the moment more and more and it is a delightful place to be which creates the next moment?  What if I am enjoying my work and my hobbies?

What if he tapped on her shoulder?

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By Lynne Cory

What if my daughter, who has recently lost her oldest child, was sitting with a sick puppy and scared that it might soon die?  What if she felt a tapping on one shoulder and looked up and then a tapping on her other shoulder?  What if she knew it was her son telling her the puppy is OK and immediately it was?  What if we can communicate between the dimensions if we are quiet, listen and believe?

What if he continually belittled her?

By Lynne Cory

What if he had to keep her down so that he could feel better about himself?  What if he did not think much about himself because his parents had belittled him?  What if she knew this and stayed with him compassionately because she knew that if she left, he would die of a broken heart?  What if he was filled with fear and needed her so much?

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?