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Originally Posted by Angela  I opened 'Ask and it is given' at random to see what would come up in answer to your question. Here's what I got:
"If I know so much, how come I'm not successful?"
Pretty good for a random page, huh? |
Thats deluxe, classic. I love it. In that pure, unclouded instant of intention, the result is easy.
I think that in all of this LoA, or manifesting, creating, whatever you call it, or believe how it works, a lot of times for lots of people, the tangled web stuff over rides all else. A lot of peoples lifestyles are a constant bombardment of deadlines, bills, appointments, and conforming to societal values. If there was a way of unravelling a week's thoughts and beliefs, both conscious and subconscious, and laying them on a table to look at, it would be crystal clear why things are as they are. And if we could look at brain wave cycles, comparing time in each state, alpha etc, it would be even clearer.
It really stood out the first time I went to Bali, around 30 odd years ago. Before tourism really hit it. The Balinese woke up, and made their offerings and prayers, wandered around chatting and laughing, playing with their kids, whole communities interacting, no rush, no deadlines. They just couldn't understand it. The first tourists would be in a frenzy, trying to get here and there, worrying about everything, planning this and that, minds whirring all over the place desperately trying to get everything crammed in. And, before long, many Balinese were in the same boat.
When I lived in Elliston, after about a dozen years or so, I went back to Adelaide, which is often described as a sleepy, garden city, for a visit. I had become really accustomed to life in a tiny, remote country town, and the first thing that struck me, that I never really noticed before, was concrete and bitumen everywhere. How stale the air was. I would arrange to catch up with friends, and meet them for lunch, and be struck by the way everyone was wolfing down food on the run, rushing to pay bills, buy this, take care of that, gotta fly...hectic, heads whirring.
Luv yu kids, luv yu honey...****...is that the time...I gotta fly...where's those bills...where's my clean pants, where's my gym gear, what time tonite...no can't, got a meeting...****, the car needs a service and the dishwasher guy is coming after lunch...where's those papers...look, Paris farted...oh yeh, breathe, relax, I am powerfull and strong and I'm a millionai... ####!!!!! the dog chewed my briefcase!!! Tell those kids to...