What if there are messages in the gutter?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I have been noticing dead raccoons as I am driving?

What if my noticing this “repeatedly” means there must be a message for me?

What if I asked for the meaning and got “pay attention” to my actions and my thoughts?

What if we are all missing messages each day and through meditation could find more answers?

 

What if she has to have your “best” price?

By Lynne Cory

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What if she always asks for the biggest discount, a better price, more money off of the sale price and asks, “Can’t you throw that in for free?” and even gets loud for a better deal?

What if she gets annoyed when others ask her for a discount on her products?

What if when she starts paying a fair price so others can live, a fair price will be paid to her?

What if she starts to “get” the concept that we get what we give?

What if the dishes were all over the floor?

By Lynne Cory

What if every once in a while, it is necessary to have a big explosion to get the point across?

What if you have coddled and cajoled and prayed and begged but with no result?

What if a huge explosion is all it took to get them to come to their senses and respect you?

What if it is better to explode than to implode?                     for Karynn

 

What if the book shows up in the mail?

By Lynne Cory

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What if we are now in the 5th dimension where things we desire (by thinking or speaking) will show up quickly, often with little effort on our part? I want to speak with you and you call, I want a red sweater and you are giving one away, I want to work on Tuesdays and you want Tuesdays off.

What if I am careful of what I request?

 

 

 

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What if I wanted “everything” I saw?

By Lynne Cory

What if “they” entertained us, with movies and TV and advertisements, into thinking that “we” needed the new car, the fashionable clothes, the perfect home, etc.?

What if they all seemed so happy to have all of these new material things?

What if they were?

What if we needed less to be happy?

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What if she did it anyway?

By Lynne Cory

What if I went to a family gathering and specifically told a lady that I did not want photos posted on Facebook because of personal reasons?  What if I shared them with her at her request and then woke up to find she had posted them anyway?  What if I kindly asked her to unpost but after a few hours see they are still there?  What if she is showing me I have control issues?  What if she is just a jerk who will not be invited back?  What if I just observe and let the situation play out?  What if I worked on raising my vibration and then the photos vanished?  What if this is all about me?  What if her husband did the posting?

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What if I paid your bridge toll?

By Lynne Cory

What if I got a lot of joy each week by doing random, anonymous acts of kindness?

What if I left a $10.00 bill for someone to find or bought someone’s meal in a diner as I was walking out the door or left a nice surprise on someone’s porch or wrote a compliment about an employee and sent it or left a big tip?

What if these acts gave me more joy than the receiver and I could not stop smiling all day?

What if I didn’t zoom around her?

By Lynne Cory

What if I was driving behind an older person who was driving very slowly and carefully?

What if instead of getting annoyed and thinking bad thoughts about her or honking and driving very close to her and scaring her, I instead imagined that she was my loving grandmother bravely going somewhere important and doing the best she could?

What if I sent her thoughts of love and placed angels of compassion and safety on her path?

What if I gave you my red Chanel bag?

By Lynne Cory

What if the more I give to others the happier I find I am becoming?

What if I give of my time or my love or some material object or my listening ear or my comforting thoughts and this makes a difference to the receiver?

What if it takes a little effort to give these things, perhaps I am short on time or really love the material thing, but I find that the outcome of my happiness far exceeds the gift?

What if we are tied together?

By Lynne Cory

What if I did something that hurt you and I did not have the self confidence to apologize and this kept us in each others’ energy in a negative and wearing way?

What if I started my apology in a letter that I did not send or in a meditation where we spoke from our hearts?

What if I surrounded us both with love?

What if soon I was able to speak verbally?

 

What if I want a tuna and olive sandwich?

By Lynne Cory                                    True Story

What if I was in line at the deli with three people ahead of me and a man behind me began standing close to my left shoulder and every step forward we took he moved 2 steps forward until he jumped right in front of me?

What if at first I was shocked and then began looking around for the TV cameras because I felt like this must be “Punked,” and then I decided that he must be the most perfectly rude man that I had ever seen? It was like looking at a rare flower.

What if now that I have lately encountered a few rude people and not gotten angry, my lesson is complete and there will rarely be a rude person who crosses my path?

 

What if I held on to my tongue with both hands?

By Lynne Cory

What if a woman I traveled with had said some exceptionally cruel things about another of our fellow travelers?

What if I knew that if I repeated her words, she would be alienated from the whole group?

What if I was having a hard time holding on to these telling words?

What if I saw myself open my mouth and watched as the angels came in and vacuumed all of the negativity off of my tongue?

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What if his nose kept on growing?

By Lynne Cory

What if he was surrounded by people he felt he could not trust?

What if he lied constantly and was in the vibration of distrust and it could be no other way?

What if truth was his major lesson this time?

What if he tried the truth and failed a few times just as we do in riding a new bike?

What if he could finally tell the truth and found he would not die and honorable people began to surround him?