Many years ago, say about fifty I had a sort of
vision; I was sitting at a rosewood executive desk and seated on a leather
bound plush chair and on the desk there were photos, I do not remember clearly
what the photos were, I think of my mum and dad and a sort or writing blotting
paper with mat and a simple lovely desk light.
The chair, the desk and I were suspended in space
in that strange float-y movement one sees in the ISS or space movies. I was
dressed in a dark suit as if I was a CEO.
My manner was of interest as coming towards me in that float-y movement
and in no particular order were an assortment of many things; cars, food,
money, houses and many other items stretching away from me and endlessly into
the dark background of space only the objects near to me and my space were lit.
Today this was sparked off by the following; I
felt pleasantly empty of everything my body felt light and turning over nicely,
no thoughts as such, and I got the feeling of not being in any particular mode
or life style. I also had the feeling this emptiness and having no desire would
facilitate what I needed to live harmoniously and harmlessly would be selected
from the assortment I witnessed in space at the right timing and not from ego
greed and desire.
The executive waited patiently at the desk and
space provided the means in which to thrive and live.
Unlimited space with unlimited supply. Why mess it
up by demanding with greed, jealousy and wanting personal items which might be
attractive and nice but not appropriate.
This could stifle the chain of abundance.
SHACK
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