What if my body was smart?

By Lynne Cory

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What if every 12 hours our body gives us a signal for about 15 minutes that we should go to the bathroom?

What if we ignore the signal and wait for the next signal 12 hours later and then ignore that one and soon find ourselves with a problem that calls for laxatives and prune juice and all that stuff?

What if we paid attention to the signals our intelligent body was sending us to make our lives comfortable?

What if she has a big juicy hamburger and iced tea?

By Lynne Cory

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What if one of my friend’s children is not speaking to her and my friend is confused, angry and hurt?

What if every time my friend thought of her child, my friend imagined that she and her child were enjoying a lovely lunch and laughing and talking and hugging and smiling?

What if these loving thoughts were felt by her child and at the perfect time they were reunited?          for Judy

 

What if I asked to borrow “your” car for a month?

By Lynne Cory

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What if friendship can become unbalanced? What if you talk and talk and talk and I listen and listen and listen? What if you borrow, borrow, borrow and I share, share, share? What if you take, take, take and I finally begin to feel used?

What if I love you but because of this imbalance, the friendship begins to drift apart?

What if 20 years later, you surprised me with a kind repayment?

What if I was buying a hot dog?

By Lynne Cory

What if I was in a long line to buy a hot dog and the lady in front of me asked for mayonnaise and mustard only? What if the clerk put the mustard on first and the lady threw a fit because she wanted the mayonnaise on first? What if the clerk obliged her, without any comment or look, and threw the bun away and put the mayonnaise on first on the new bun?

What if this was the only control this lady could exercise over her life? What if she had to control every aspect of her outer life because her inner life was in turmoil and she was doing the best she could to hold on?

What if it was none of my business and I just enjoyed my own delicious hot dog and my own life?

What if I paid attention to my destination?

By Lynne Cory

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What if when I am in the process of manifesting a dream of mine, it is vitally important that I focus on what I want and not share this with anyone who will plant a seed of doubt or listen to anyone who did not succeed or be affected by anything said or read?

What if manifesting is like driving to a destination and I must focus and go directly there in my mind because if I waver it will be like taking a detour and can take a lot longer?

What if even the begonia wilted?

By Lynne Cory

What if angry, frustrated, short-tempered people create an angry hostile home environment where the children are always fighting and failing and the animals are whiny and nippy?

What if peaceful people have a peaceful home with peaceful children and animals?

What if I can tell how I am doing by how my house and family are reacting?

What if he chose the “value” meal?

By Lynne Cory

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What if she eats all organic, never touches sugar or wheat or dairy, drinks purified water and uses the most natural of products?

What if he loves his hamburger meal with large fries and a chocolate shake and lives life as he finds it?

What if medical tests find that they are both very healthy?

What if attitude and enjoyment and beliefs play a big role in how our bodies assimilate what we take into them?

What if I can’t pay my bills?

By Lynne Cory

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What if there is no shame in coming into hard times?

What if there is shame in how we choose to handle this (ignoring phone calls and letters or writing bad checks)?

What if we act like adults and CALL the person we owe and PAY what we are able, even a small amount, until we are back on our financial feet again?

What if we treat others with the respect and dignity they deserve as they gave us their products and services and trusted us to pay later?

What if my name was Reuben before?

By Lynne Cory

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What if all of us have been different genders and various nationalities with numerous religions and trusted traditions and beliefs and unique family structures in previous lifetimes?

What if because of all these past life experiences, we realize how crazy it would be to be bigoted or angry or hateful to others today?