What if her nose was “in the air”?

By Lynne Cory

What if I have an acquaintance who was accomplishing many great things but she was giving off the vibration of a “know-it-all” and I was repelled by her energy?

What if I gave her some “heartfelt” praise about her wonderful accomplishments and watched with amazement as she became fun and friendly and showed her heart to me?

What if I acknowledged one who needed acknowledgment?

What if I missed a HUGE pothole?

By Lynne Cory

What if each morning I asked my angels to surround and protect me throughout my day? What if because of this, I did not even see the mugger who passed me and looked at someone else or the car that veered out of control after I drove by or many other averted catastrophes?

What if my days are uneventful because “they” are working diligently behind the scenes?

What if I walked around to your side of the table?

By Lynne Cory

What if before I judged another person, I tried to see their point of view?

What if another person is cranky but he is facing a serious surgery and is scared?

What if she seems distant and rude but actually is going into hibernation to protect her soul as her child has gotten into serious trouble or someone she loves has recently died?

What if they behave differently than I do when they encounter scary or sad situations and are doing the best they can?

What if I am right and you are wrong?

By Lynne Cory

What if different religions and spiritual practices preach that everyone in our group who does it our way will be saved but all of you outsiders will have to fend for yourselves when the end is near and you probably won’t make it?

What kind of compassion is that?

What if they are judgmental because they only like others to do it their way?

What if I am being judgmental because I only want others to do it my way?

What if there is a magical place where everyone is welcome as we each have gifts and talents to offer this planet?

What if her frown turned upside down?

By Lynne Cory

What if I watch sadly as she finds the worst in every situation and notice that she is beginning to make herself chronically sick?

What if she is invested in her misery and can only see sadness and worry everywhere she looks? What if we get what we expect, so she is never disappointed?

What if as I am noticing her misery, I am just like her – noticing misery? I get what I expect so I am never disappointed.

What if I see her glorious and happy and send love and joy her way?

What if she can no longer be around me as our vibrations are so different?

What if “they” are trying to help me?

By Lynne Cory

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What if the Universe can see around the corner and knows what is the best way for me to go to get to my desired destination?

What if I am headed in the wrong direction and it gives me me a little nudge, and then a poke and then a hard push (maybe a slight illness) and finally a punch (a serious accident) and it continues to get worse until I begin to listen? Maybe I never listen and die?

 

 

What if they changed their focus?

By Lynne Cory

What if the “newscasters” begin to realize that their following is drastically declining and discover that many of us are tired of their negativity filled with fear?

What if for their “bottom line” they decide to start introducing more heartwarming stories and after awhile we begin to drift back to hear what they are saying?

What if I failed at the Post Office?

By Lynne Cory                                        True Story

What if I rushed into the post office to ask for the mail in my post office box which I have had for 30 years and found myself fifth in line? At the counter was a rather raggedy looking, 30’ish woman attempting to mail two letters that seemed very important for 75 cents each, but she had no money and was asking them to use her credit card which would not go through for $1.50 so she asked to try two separate transactions but even at 75 cents there was no success and she left feeling embarrassed and disappointed. What if I just stood there like a dummy when I could have run to my car and easily gotten $1.50 to help her?

What if all of us that day were in the presence of an angel testing our compassion and kindness and we all failed?

 

What if the wind was bending me sideways?

By Lynne Cory

What if it is better to speak up for myself and not just allow the wind (life) to blow me in any direction?

What if I don’t speak up and all of my fears come true?

What if once I have the courage to speak up for myself, the issues dissolve like a veil of smoke because speaking up was the lesson I was to learn and once the lesson is learned, it is almost done?

What if her hands “overflowed” with stuff?

By Lynne Cory

What if there are some people who will take and take and take and never even think about giving back, walking around taking from everyone with no guilt?

What if giving feels good and then one day it does not?

What if these takers are angels teaching me boundaries and when to say “enough is enough”?