What if I love to work?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I do not want to give up my addictions (shopping, drinking, gambling, the computer, drugs, working, exercising, gossiping, smoking) because they are so comfortable and familiar and I am afraid of what it will feel like to be without them?

What if I tried for just one day to explore? What if I learned something about myself?

What if I love my legs?

By Lynne Cory

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What if how I feel about myself is how I will age? What if I hate my nose, my eyes, my teeth, my wrinkles, my thick waist and because I think badly of them, they do not function as well as they could?

What if I love my strong heart and my shiny hair and my friendly smile and my great mind with its eagerness for learning and the vitality of my body and because of this appreciation, my body rarely lets me down?

 

 

What if you can tell how I am thinking?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I and everyone around me can tell how I am thinking by what I am creating?

What if nothing is going right in my day and angry people are in my face and the rest of them are all stupid and I get a flat tire and my gas is low? Can I be having a happy mind or am I thinking dark thoughts?

What if everyone I encounter has an upbeat happy smile and life is flowing effortlessly? Are not they a mirror of my inner joyfilled thoughts?

What if either way, glad or mad, is perfect as we are all humans but joy is easier?

What if I never listen to me?

By Lynne Cory

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What if my body is screaming for change but I just turn the radio volume up and keep going?

What if my feet are hurting but I decide to go on my daily 2 mile hike, my head is splitting but I choose to sit at my computer for another 3 hours, I am so exhausted but I drink 2 energy drinks instead of resting, my stomach burns but I still eat a chili dog with a Tums?

What if my house is speaking to me?

By Lynne Cory

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What if my attic is full of cobwebs and clutter from ages ago? Is my mind clogged with old, foggy, draining thoughts?

What if my basement is unkempt, is there still some old history to clean up? If my bathroom sink drips, do I still have crying to do? If I am angry at my neighbors what is the message? Inner frustration?

What if I just sat for awhile and heard my home speak?

What if they balance each other?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I have one friend who shares 150% and another who shares 3%?

What if the 3%er is exhausting to speak with because I have to do all of the communication work and the 150%er seems to be only thinking of herself?

What if one I can talk to and one I can listen to but I want a balanced friendship?

What if they are teaching me something?

What if he was driving 99 miles per hour?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I saw a person speeding along the freeway cutting in and out and almost causing accidents?

What if they are just a jerk putting others in danger?

What if she just got a call that her son had been in an accident and was rushing to his side or he was bleeding and trying to get to medical attention?

What if we pulled back and gave them space and sent a blessing for whatever their situation is and minded our own business?

What if I see you as perfect?

By Lynne Cory

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What if having the awareness that everyone and everything is perfect puts me in a perfect vibration? What if you are the most perfect mad person, happy person, naggy person, loving person, complaining person, uplifting person, mean person, depressed person, addicted person, cranky person, talented person that you could be?

What if I became a hunter?

By Lynne Cory                                             

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What if I had a large ranch with three beautiful ponds and I loved to watch the 100s of geese land there on their seasonal migration and knew they were safe on my land?

What if I heard gunshots and when I went to explore, found nine hunters encroaching on my land and killing the geese?

What if I wanted to run and get a gun and shoot them, am I then not the same, a hunter hunting hunters?

What if they scurried away once they saw me?

 

 

 

What if I take a 120 minute breath?

By Lynne Cory

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What if there is enough of everything on our planet for everyone and we don’t need to hoard?

What if there is enough health and money and food and jobs and cars and fun and water and love and joy for all of us and all we have to do is allow ourselves the having?

What if we know that there is enough air for all of us and it is but one step further to believe there is enough of everything else?

What if they treated me like crap?

By Lynne Cory

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What if you had a terrible childhood but it made you the strong, amazing person you are today?  What if the people involved never said they were sorry or even acknowledged the pain they caused you?

What if you practice forgiveness of them because it ties you together in a negative way?

What if you thank them for the lessons and the opportunities for learning and get on with your beautiful life?                                       

What if I’d “better” get up with a smile?

By Lynne Cory

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What if how we rise in the morning is how we create our day because one thought piggy backs on the next thought and the thoughts are what create our experience?

What if I find myself thinking mean, angry thoughts and stop myself before I reach the edge of disappointment and begin slowly “turning the ship” to the positive course by finding little things to appreciate and then I am soon sailing ahead in the happy waters of success?

What if he blew his horn loudly?

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By Lynne Cory

What if I met an old acquaintance, who had been a pretty good healer, and during our half hour one-sided conversation he bragged over and over about his important skills and all of the money he had?

What if he needed acknowledgment so badly but never took a breath for me to say a kind word back to him?

What if people ran from his monologues?

What if he gave me the gift of how beautiful humility is and how the quiet allows one person to compliment another person?    For Jim