What if I got a divorce?

By Lynne Cory

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What if marriage is not supposed to always last forever?

What if we are to stay together as long as there is love or still something we are to learn about ourselves?

What if we focused more on what we loved about them when we first met and less on how we see them now?

What if we thought about their good points today and things shifted for the better?

What if they did not shift and we went our separate ways?

What if I created the thief?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I have taken accounting classes and gotten As and know that a business should always have two people who handle the money to keep things honest and then I start a business and am lazy and allow only one other person to do the banking?

What if by the mere vibration of knowing that I am doing this wrong, I create a partner to embezzle money to show me that what I think about, even subconsciously, manifests quickly if I keep thinking about it?

What if I had checked the finances over with her “daily” and then could have thought in a more trusting way and the outcome was different?                   For Lisa S.

What if she couldn’t eat the food?

By Lynne Cory

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What if she travels all over the world and has a miserable time with the long lines at the airport and the cramped airline seats and the poor food and the weird money in other countries and the rainy weather and uncomfortable accommodations and the unfriendly people?

What if he travels effortlessly with quick lines and empty plane seats and great guides and happy travel mates and tasty food and amazing memories to bring back home?

What if she sees the worst at home and he sees the best at home?

What if their experiences everywhere are simply mirroring how they are feeling because “You take yourself with you wherever you go”?        Wayne Dyer

What if I hate your red Bentley?

By Lynne Cory

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What if my house is going into foreclosure and I am scared, embarassed, humiliated and angry?

What if you drive up in your new Bentley convertible to take me for a ride to help me feel better?

What if I decline and wish that you would crash into a tree and then stay home to feel sorry for myself and wallow in my misery and because of that my luck stays the same or gets worse?

What if I am happy for you and enjoy seeing that you are doing well and getting your wishes met and because of my positive thoughts, my luck begins to change for the better?

 

What if I needed 15 boxes of Kleenex?

By Lynne Cory

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What if I was so sad and I cried and cried and cried for 24 hours and released a core heart issue?

What if I got so mad that I yelled and screamed and threw 52 shoes at the door until I got the core hurt out?

What if I am a human being who needs to experience all of my emotions in order to find peace?

What if I opened my heart and told you how much I loved you?

What if “they” believe every word I say?

By Lynne Cory

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What if the Universe believes every word I say and gives me what I speak about? What if I am always saying I’m sorry (which means pitiful in the dictionary) and I become very sorry? What if I am thinking or saying I could never do that and so I cannot? What if I speak of illness as if it was mine (my bad cold or my asthma) and so it remains with me? What if I become more careful with my speaking and thinking and life improves?