Abraham: Just Swept In/Coffee in the Vortex

My shadow Buddha.

Hello from the Vortex, all you lovely Abe fans out there. At one time I pushed against using the term "Abe", but that was OOV and I'm laughing about that because today from inside the Vortex, I quite like it!


This is just a short blog today. I had pre-paved some loveliness today and then received an email about a free Peter Levine (inventor of Somatic Experiencing) webcast happening this afternoon! If you're interested and can listen today at 5PM EST, here's the link to register, which takes only moments (keep scrolling to the bottom of the page):


http://nicabm.com/treating-trauma/


So, I was already in the Vortex and doing housework and rearranging some of the packed-up kitchen things that are stacked in many piles in our living areas. I made more space and order and really enjoyed that. We have two lovely workmen in our home today and I decided that I fancied a cup of coffee and offered some to them. I don't drink coffee often but I sometimes love the coffee experience when I'm in the Vortex and it was absolutely lovely today. I used to drink coffee every day and sometimes extra cups to get my butt moving. Deliberately setting out to enjoy something, however, is a newer experience for me and this is just FUN!


And while I have things planned for today, I also felt the impulse to blog a little. I'm all about following impulses lately, so here I am. Mainly, I wanted to share another homebuiltindoorplane clip. I really love Dave's contributions to YouTube. He and so many others (like vibrationsrus, whom I wrote about recently: 

http://vortexdiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/abraham-cooperative-components-friends.html 


and who is a lovely woman) contribute so much to my expansion with the work that they do. And after listening to the following clip, I just have to claim responsibility for aligning with the information. I did that! 


http://tinyurl.com/TakeCredit4ItALL


I was writing this morning and reflecting upon the last year and the leaps I've made vibrationally and WOW!!!!! I got a picture in my mind--a Vortex-eye view, really--of the path that lit up for me in the last year. I realized that I was able to take all those next logical steps by applying the Abe teachings, especially "Get into the Vortex and then anything else you have time for."


Some of the things that have manifested:
 -A wonderful local Meetup group that focuses on LOA and a lot on Abraham.
-The Vortex Diary
-Lovely new friends and acquaintances.
-A trip to Europe.
-A new kitchen.
-Fabulous improvements in health.
-Improved relationships w/friends and family.
-Deepened understanding of the brain and nervous system, Somatic Experiencing and many other things I'm interested in.
-A calm in my solar plexus that is blissful.
-A noticeable raising of my vibrational setpoint.


And I could go on and on. Taking stock and appreciating all that and being flooded with a list way longer is a joyful experience. I thank all of you out there for being a part of that. The synergy is very uplifting to me.


Have a fabulous day, all of you lovely physically-focused spiritual beings out there. Also, please comment or email me if you're going to the Abraham workshop in Portland on June 18th. I'm referring to the workshop that will, no doubt, rock the planet with the new frontiers of thought we will cooperatively create!

Abraham: Cooperative Components: Friends, Brothers, Vibrationsrus,

A photo I took on Wednesday as I puttered in the Vortex.

After a delicious interaction with my friend last night, I have been mostly in the Vortex. I got to catch up with the wondrous life that she has created filled with love and exploration and expansion. And I got to relate stories I had not told her yet of the amazing relationship my brother and I have forged despite the fact that we reside thousands of miles apart. She helped me appreciate this huge gift with her reaction and appreciation of the stories I told. Really fun!


Today, it turns out, is the day we must choose the color for our kitchen and dining room. I started to do that thing that I do when I remembered that we can't get it wrong. I was in my car listening to the same CD (Mexican Riviera Cruise/2009) I've been listening to and, as usual, Abraham has sneaked in and added material that wasn't there before. I got swept into the Vortex and saw the most magnificent tree I've ever seen as if for the first time. It is gigantic and beautiful and it grows along a busy street and it's been there all along, I suspect. Or maybe I just created it (I did have access to the power that creates worlds, after all, since I was in the Vortex) so that I would have something gigantic and beautiful to appreciate. Either way, it caused a lovely swelling feeling in the region of my heart which I can feel right now as I see that gorgeous tree in my mind. I'm still in the Vortex, you see, because after getting swept in and after seeing such a gorgeous sight, I just milked it, baby. I milked it for all it is worth. 


I had already visited the paint store and found easy answers to all my questions. I had all my art journaling "equipment" with me and I decided to go to Borders and play for a while. Last time I was there I was OOV* and couldn't find even one new art or craft book. Today I pulled a stack so large, I could not get through it in one sitting (abundance). The first book I looked at and the first project I saw in that book hooked me. It was a little birdcage with a painted cardstock base and painted galvanized wires for the bars. I had recently attracted a set of watercolor pencils from a thrift store and I happened to have some watercolor paper with me and I began to play with those cooperative component. I even decided that I was going to draw that birdcage somehow and write down the instructions. I put my earphones on and cued up "Beyond Words", an incredible album by Bobby McFerrin. The cuts with Chick Corea are completely and unutterably Vortextual. Those musicians have given me hours and hours of easy entry into the Vortex with the cooperating that they are doing to create music that had never been before. Listen:


http://tinyurl.com/McFerrinCoreaInvocation


For me, music and making art go hand in hand. There is a synergy that occurs and I'm just sure I'm opening up new territory in my neocortex as my axons and dendrites learn and teach and make new connections. I'm reading that book on the brain and discovering so many fun facts: Each neuron has one axon (root) and up to 100,000 dendrites (branches). The axon sends information (teaches) and the dendrites receive information (learn). There are more ways to connect the neurons in  one brain than there are atoms in the Universe! (1) 


What?!? 


This book is 10 years old, but is dedicated to Temple Grandin and seems pretty interesting. I love to think about such things as I'm involved in a task. I love to think about thinking. I love to observe or reflect upon how my own brain works. When I'm learning anything I've set out to learn, I'm usually in the Vortex. But that's a tangent--I was writing about the synergy of music and making art. And Bobby McFerrin and Chick Corea made it possible for me to draw that cage once, see the problems with that drawing and, because I was already in the Vortex and because I was milking it and because I had added the music, decide that it would be FUN and CHALLENGING to draw it over again. The neocortex loves nothing better than problem-solving. If we can avoid frustration (negative emotion), our thoughts don't drag us into old patterns and the positive, directed, focused thinking can come on like gangbusters. I had one weak little negative thought and then I was happily drawing my second birdcage. Here's what's so cool!!!! There was a problem with that drawing! When I began to apply metallic watercolor paint to the wires in the drawing, the India ink I had used began to run. It was kind of a neat little drawing. Another weak little negative thought tried to get my attention, but I was appreciating Chick Corea's amazing chord structures and progressions, and it just couldn't take root. I searched and found the one truly waterproof pen I had with me and I started again. By drawing the cage 3 times, I could probably build it in my sleep. In fact, I may dream about it tonight.

Here's the little cage I will be building.

Another reason I feel wonderful today, I believe, is that last night before beginning my slumber, I thought about who I would like at my round table to help me learn photography. (See Vortex Diary: Esme and Sofie/May 25, 2011/Invisible Counselor Technique) I decided to invite Henri Cartier-Bresson, Annie Leibovitz, Ansel Adams, and my brother-in-law. I didn't use my new camera today, but I did take some pictures with my phone and they turned out well. 


But wait, there's more! My phone tweets when I get a notification (email, text, voicemail).  I received a nice surprise when I followed up on one tweet today. A wonderful YouTuber, vibrationsrus, had replied to a message I sent her about linking to her YouTube clip on May 18th ("OOVHissyFit" is what I called it in my tinyURL). It was a really nice reply and it led me to look at her channel and to find the following amazing clip that she posted today. I have actually heard a part of this excerpt before, or maybe I heard the whole thing, because I remember the question and the questioner. But today I heard it from the Vortex and it really hit me and answered so many of my questions:

http://tinyurl.com/WillNotLeaveVortex4Others

I'm loving being a cooperative component in your quest to get into the Vortex, to stay in longer, and to start noticing all the evidence of your higher vibration. Life is supposed to be good and it begins with making peace with where we are by appreciating what is and being eager for more. My fabulous partner is in the next room playing guitar and I'm really appreciating that.


I grow weary. It's 10:10 PM and I haven't chosen a picture for this post yet. It's been a fabulous day and I think I might have enough energy to take the picture I'm envisioning.**






*OOV=Out of the Vortex
**I did take the picture of the cage I drew. But I did it this morning.


(1) Ratey, John G. 2001 A User's Guide to the Brain: Perception,                 Attention and the Four Theaters of the Brain. Pantheon Books, New York, NY.

Abraham: Mind Blown By 13 Hawks

A stack of bathroom Bakelite.

Well, I've never done this before, but I'm blogging about the my last blogpost published just an hour ago or so. I am still in the Vortex and still in comfy warm clothes because construction guys are letting plaster on arch and sheet rock dry and so I'm alone in my house (a rare event during the remodel). I finally surfed back to Homebuiltindoorplane's YouTube clip about the 13 hawks and began listening. I'm just tickled that the whole excerpt is about alignment, cooperative components, gifts from the Universe and lining up with deliciousness all day every day. That lines up so sublimely with today's post and with the impulse to add the link to the 13 hawks without listening to it first. It's just more goosebumpy goodness directly from Source. AND it give me a reason to show one of the photos I took in my bathroom yesterday. It's all so much fun. Leaves me, as anonymous commenter said on one of the posts, appreciating what is and eager for more. Loving this day (I've been tweeting and keep leaving out pronouns) and wish the same for you all!!!

Abraham: Esme & Sofie

I almost let these little chicas get away without a picture. I was unloading plants from my car and was aligned with their journey down my street with their dad. I begged for una foto and ran into my house for my new camera. I am very glad that I did.

As I've mentioned before, I have the gift of allowing incredible stuff into my life. I often hear a call to a particular store only to wander around and wonder what exactly it is I'm there to find. Sometimes just as I'm about to give up, I find the object that is valuable or interesting or fulfills a purpose of some kind (that's how I found a vase that I sold for $700). That's also how I recently came across "A User's Guide to the Brain: Perception, Attention and the Four Theaters of the Brain" by John J. Ratey. In the intro, Ratey writes about Temple Grandin, the renowned inventor, professor and doctor of animal science who is also autistic. I have always been fascinated by this incredible woman and have wanted to understand how her brain operates. In the book, the author relates the story of how Grandin went to a Safeway store and practiced going into the automatic doors repeatedly. She kept this up for weeks until she knew how to do it "normally". The point Ratey is making is that during this type of skill building or training period, our neocortex will actually enlarge during the practice of the skill. After the skill is learned, its control is relegated to another, less crucial region of the brain because it's become more automated. Someone sent me a link to a really cool video on Napolean Hill ("Think and Grow Rich"):


http://tinyurl.com/InvisibleCounselorTechnique


I started thinking of all those I would like to have around my table. Stevie Wonder, for sure. Probably Oprah. And then, because I'd been reading the brain book, I started thinking in terms of skills I'd like to "learn" from the collective consciousness. Photography came to mind, film making and editing, painting, etc. 


I had also pulled some old Abraham CD's out to take to my car and I chose one randomly as I was driving around this week. It turned out to be about dreams (Mexican Riviera Cruise/2009, I believe). Abraham suggests that upon awakening, we ask ourselves, "Did I dream?" and "Was it a pleasant or an dream?" If the dream was pleasant and empowering, we can take that to be an indicator that we are doing well in the area that the dream refers to. If it's unpleasant, we can simply understand that this is an area in which we need to lower our resistance or create more allowance. So we might want to do a focus wheel or the like to create the allowing. 
As I fell asleep the other night, I imagined a few of the people I'd like for advisors, but just for a moment. That's me being a cooperative component in experiencing the integration of the information I'd gathered, which led me to this dream:


I have found a lovely boiled or felted wool garment or blanket which I have decided to make into other things. It is an amazing green color and has many inclusions such as small trees, twigs, tiny blue robin's egg shell fragments, beautiful stones, etc. It resembles a mossy forest floor and I am cutting it up to make pillows. I have a large pair of sharp scissors and as I'm cutting I'm imagining the beautiful and useful cushions that will result. I cut many pieces as I envision my creations. There is plenty of fabric to share. In fact the supply seems limitless. A distant acquaintance whom in my waking life I perceive as critical of me (a little snipey) and very worried about the spiritual path that others are choosing for themselves (a reflection of myself gifted to me by the Universe) is watching me as I work with this abundant supply of green. She comments on the fact that I am not measuring. I think for a moment and then answer confidently that I don't need to measure, because I'm in the Vortex. I offer to share with her as soon as I am finished cutting this one piece. My scissors are huge and I'm cutting and cutting and cutting as I chat with her, but the piece seems to have no end. For a moment, I begin to do that thing that I do. That thing takes me out of the moment, that doubts, that worries what others will think, that judges me, that tells me I might be making a mistake--that I'm probably doing it wrong, that forgets how lovely it is to accept that I am where I am, that stops me from allowing in all the bounty that is in my Vortex, and that temporarily cuts me off from my connection with Source. I just keep cutting and listening for that soft and gentle call of Source that says, "It's all right. All is well. Goodness abounds. The Universe is on your side. Things always work out for me."


And as I relax a bit and let myself just observe the scissors cutting and cutting and cutting some more, I know that I will arrive at the end of the forest floor fabric and I do. I get there and all is well.


When I awaken from the dream I lay in my bed for a bit and basked. I did not analyze the dream at the time, I simply experienced the feeling of it in my body. I also basked in the knowledge that I am "Abraham-ing" in my dreams. I've done this before, but it's been quite some time, so it's good to know that I am applying these teachings in both realms of reality. As I've let the dream steep in my neocortex, I've found a wonderful message of abundance and acceptance is there for me. "You never get it wrong and you never get it done," comes to mind. What a lovely thing to say to myself in my sleep.


As I puttered through my morning yesterday I accomplished a great deal. Each time I felt myself revving into motivation, I'd stop and remember the dream and wander back to seeking inspiration. I got really excited as I cleaned my bathroom, because I saw so many opportunities for pictures. I grabbed my camera, and even though the I was in the middle of cleaning, I stopped and took those pictures. The day brought me many other gifts, one of which was lining up with the beautiful little souls you see in the picture. You can imagine my delight in seeing those beautiful girls coming down my street in that little car with their father lovingly guiding them along sheerly in the pursuit of joy. That's alignment. That's the Vortex. 


Another Vortextual note:
I'm beginning to hear from my readers in comments and emails and it is DELIGHTFUL. I am thrilled to hear that this blog is affecting people in positive ways. Please know that your comments are VERY much appreciated and that they add fuel to my blogging fire. I am also discovering other bloggers out there who are focusing on the Vortex and on Abraham. One of them is YouTuber, The Happy Jackster, a lovely soul named Jacqueline Paesano from the UK. Here is her blog:


http://theegohaslandeduk.blogspot.com/

Enjoy!!!


Okay, I am in this moment experiencing a really nice pairing of synchronous events. As I was about to end the post, I felt it would be nice to include another YouTube link. I went to my subscriptions page and noticed that Homebuiltindoorplane has uploaded a couple of clips while I've been writing. Yikes! One of them is entitled "She Wants To Know What Seeing 13 Hawks Is All About". The blog readers who've been with me from the beginning may recall a post from December that I called "The Twelve Hawks Of Christmas":


http://vortexdiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/twelve-hawks-of-christmas.html
I loved the coincidence of finding an Abraham clip from one of my favorite YouTubers that is so close to something I've written about. Well, I thought, this is just too rich, I'm going to post this without even hearing it--just because. As I wrote the first line of this little tangent, I decided to document the time. Right after I wrote the words "in this moment", I looked at the time. As yet another indicator of alignment, the Universe gave me a little digital wink from the corner of my computer. "It's 10:10 AM," it giggled.


"I did that!" I replied. Let's see what Abraham says about 13 hawks:
http://tinyurl.com/ThirteenHawks

Abraham: A Hurricane of Grace

One of the first photos taken with the camera I got for my birthday. I played with it a little in Photoshop and was totally in the Vortex while I worked on it.

Sometimes you start out a Saturday pretty darned well by going out to breakfast with your beloved partner and his brother who's visiting from out-of-state. And then you've got to get home and get ready for your very favorite monthly event: the local Law of Attraction meetup and you do that. And on the drive over you start imagining how much fun it's going to be and you find yourself right there in the Vortex. And then you have a really nice meeting and you get to chat with folks afterward and that's really fun, too. And you've taken some of the flyers for the meeting with the intention of putting one up wherever you can. And you take a route home that you can't even remember right now and you drive by a sign that proclaims:

"PLANT SALE"

and you think, hey, maybe they'll have some hellebores that you forgot to look for the day before in the bigger city to the north. And you've been looking for these hellebores, these old-fashioned plants AKA Lenten roses, and you haven't been able to locate them, but you've got the article about them in your purse so that you'll know the names of the ones you're looking for, but you'll take anything you can get at this point because you've just got to have some; you're craving some because your front garden beds are pretty shady and a little bare and need some more blooming things ALWAYS! And you drive past the sign thinking, oh, they probably don't have any hellebores, no one has any right now, but then you see the LOA flyers printed on pink and green polka-dot bordered paper, and suddenly your car is turning left to find the place where the sale is.

And you pull into the very full parking lot and you get out of your car and you grab a flyer just in case there's somewhere to hang it and you start walking to what looks like a tiny little plant sale because all you can see from a distance is one stand with some plants on it. But as you get closer and you see what's actually there, your heart lifts a little because there are actually a couple of stands and some tables and there are plants everywhere. And the sale is wrapping up but still a lady or two is there to help you and you say you're looking for hellebores and they lead you to six little plants taken from one man's yard and you ask about colors and he says what he dug up were plants whose parents sported white blossoms and red but who knows what the bees did and so you buy three and they cost you only one dollar each. And you let the lady know you're looking for shade tolerant plants and she sees some things and so do you and everything is one or two or three dollars and these are big plants that would set you back six or seven dollars in most stores. And you even find a hebe and an elderberry (BEAUTIFUL plants) in 5-gallon pots that would easily cost you twenty dollars or more anywhere and they're only five dollars!!! And you're freaking out because you've got such beautiful plants and now you're surrounded by garden club members and they're all smiling because you're so happy and one of them says, I think we need this lady to join our club! And they slip an invitation in with your pots. And you spend a measly twenty-three dollars and your car is full and you see your LOA flyer is there amongst your plants as you pay for them and you think:

ASK AND IT IS GIVEN

THIS SH*T WORKS!!

And then you get home and your sweet partner is napping on the living room couch and you put on a nice warm sweatshirt and settle down with your lovely laptop and for no apparent reason decide to look at Facebook even though you think you don't like it all that much and you see all your Abraham friends and one of them has this  video:

http://tinyurl.com/BonJoviBabyRocker

And you remember how funny your son was at that age and how wonderful he is these days and how much you love him.

And another Facebook friend has this Abraham/music mashup and you decide to give it a listen:

http://tinyurl.com/HurricaneOfGrace

And you listen to it again. And again. And then you get so inspired you decide to blog. And you think you're just going to put the links on your blog and then let people know you blogged, but then you think about what a freakin' stellar day it's turned out to be that you just start writing, just because....

YOU'RE IN THE VORTEX AND YOU FEEL SO GOOD YOU JUST WANT TO SHARE IT!!!!

And now your Vortex includes a blogpost and wow!!!! 

Abraham: OMG It Just Gets Better and Better in the Vortex!

This is one of the little scenes that I had on my kitchen window sill that I looked at for years as I watched dishes and imagined my new and in the Vortex kitchen.

Who knew how good things could get and how quickly?!? All this practicing milking being in the Vortex once I'm swept in has been wonderful. The other end of that stick (that I've been hearing so much about on YouTube clips recently) is that once you're used to being in the Vortex a lot, being OOV* is really, really miserable. I won't go into the particulars, but on more than one occasion in the past couple of months, I've felt worse than I've felt in YEARS!!!!! What's wonderful about that, I've figured out, is that this is FABULOUS NEWS. Here's the deal:


When you're used to feeling ornery, resentful, sad about the plight of the world, worried about the past/future, fretful, annoyed, hateful toward other people or entities (corporations, government, politicians, the rich), irritated about traffic, you name it (and I've done it all, believe me), you don't notice being out of the Vortex because you don't get in there that much. You might notice being in the Vortex (but not usually cuz you're probably not in there that long), but you've become accustomed to feeling not that good. When you get into the Vortex with deliberate thinking, or when you're swept in and you know you're in the Vortex and you practice staying in there by milking the experience, you really start enjoying feeling good and you hunger for it when you feel just okay or when you're just outside the Vortex. But when you're out of vibrational range of the Vortex and you can't even remember how you got so way out, it is NOT FUN. It's true when Abraham says that you can't go back. I cannot get used to feeling bad now--it's AWFUL. Listen to this:


http://tinyurl.com/OOVHissyFit


It's wonderful, then, to have a hissy fit when you're out of range of the Vortex, because it means that you're used to being in there! YAY!!!!


I went to work today. I haven't been working outside the house much in the past couple of weeks as we've prepared our home for the fabulous kitchen remodel that is now underway. I've been in the Vortex quite a bit as I've packed things up and done some demanifestation (I always get the best stuff!) I can't say that I was in the Vortex as I contemplated working and I was doing a little bit of negative prepaving by worrying about getting ready with a displaced kitchen and things just not where you're used to them. I've got to hand it to us, though, we have set up a cool basement kitchen and my fabulous partner is quite the organizer thanks to his long camping history, so it turned out to be kind of a breeze. 


On the drive to work, I had the new Shirley McLaine book in my CD player. This is on loan to me--I've never read any of her books before--but I had recently thought about it and then, voila, my lovely brother-in-law put it into my hands w/out knowing anything of my intention to explore her work. This gave me the opportunity to figure out one of the ways in which I push against things. It's recently been pointed out to me by my MOST EXCELLENT brother that there is a difference between judgement and discernment. In listening to Ms. MacLaine, I discern that she pushes against a lot of things. As I listened to the CD, I began to mentally complain about her long lists of things that are wrong, criminal, horrible, unfair, etc. in the world. In fact, I found myself saying out loud, "NOTHING IS BROKEN, SHIRL!! GET OVER IT!"


And there it is, I discerned for a minute and then I started to get irritated. Could I have turned it off? YES! Could I have skipped a cut? YES! What's really interesting, though, is that in there amongst all the things that most would agree are awful and should be pointed out and complained about, there was a lot of beautiful stuff and wisdom and insight and a sense of humor and a lovely reading voice and lots of cool stories, so I didn't want to miss all of that. I got it that I could appreciate all of the wonderful stuff that she knows and just la, la, la, ignore the rest and just love her right where she is. I don't have to get irritated because she's not an Abraham person--she just isn't. But I can love her for who she is and as I did that this morning on the freeway, I started to get into the Vortex. And it didn't hurt that the clouds were magnificent or that I was going to get to spend the day with teenagers or that I was wearing a pretty blouse, or that my car runs so well, or that traffic was great or that it was Wednesday when I can go into work a little later than usual, etc. Just so many things to appreciate. And all of a sudden, POOF, I'm in the Vortex. And all because of Shirley MacLaine! Thanks, Shirl, I love you! Thanks for being the trailblazer that you've been in our culture, making it possible to speak openly of other dimensions and realities and probably even opening the way for Abraham to be called forth by all of us seekers.


Is it any wonder that I had an absolutely wonderful day at work? I even did one of the meditations during a prep period. I also had time to do some reading and did lots of positive reinforcement with students and built or improved upon existing relationships with them. I just got to spread the love around and it was cool.


Is it also any wonder that in speaking with the fantastic guy who's working on our kitchen, I found that I live in a very nicely constructed house that is free of hidden complications? With, in fact, admirable construction that is almost totally in line with modern standards? He even pointed out some extra space available for storage if we want to open it up. My fabulous partner found us some great people to work with throughout this process and I so appreciate him and all of these other cooperative components. Life is so good!

The emptied-out-soon-to-be-demolished kitchen.

The demolished kitchen. Did I mention that these workers are extremely tidy and clean up after themselves beautifully?

Other amazing and wonderful occurrences:
Friend received my call while she was getting ready to dial me (we hadn't spoken for weeks and had both been thinking of one another). And my conversation with her encouraged me to get even more deliberate in my own thinking that day.


Aforementioned brother-in-law and I met a whole slew of cool local musicians at a coffee shop/restaurant and I was asked by one to please give him a list of my favorite 70's fusion/jazz/funk/soul music. This is literally a dream come true! One conversation that morning led to another and another as different twenty- and thirty-something players streamed in to rehearse in the space adjoining the restaurant. At one point I stated, "This is a truly leading edge conversation we're having right now," to which one of the guys replied, "Yes, and I want to have more." (He sat down at our table and we continued to raise our vibration en masse.)


An almost undreamable gift was given me by my most generous brother-in-law: his Nikon digital SLR he no longer uses since he upgraded to a more modern Nikon than this one. Yikes! It is a fantastic gift and is intended to spur me on to take more and better pics of my own artwork. He has always taken scores of pictures at this house because I love to arrange and juxtapose objects into tableaux everywhere in my home and he gets what I'm doing and appreciates it.


And then, a fabulous acquaintance from an Abraham group I was involved in at one time sent me this link which contains something so beautiful that I played with it for less than a minute and then dived in to writing this blogpost just so I could share it:

Move your mouse around to create even MORE patterns and colors.  Pretty amazing!

http://inoyan.narod.ru/kaleidoskop.swf

*OOV=out of the Vortex

Abraham: Aligned With Destruction

Our new kitchen will be very different from the old. I document the old as the new, already complete, creation comes into focus.

For many, many years I have yearned for (Step 1=Asking) a new and improved kitchen. From the moment I asked, it has been in my Vortex where Source has been calling me to come see what I've created. When I visited the Vortex to think about our new kitchen, I would almost instantly get spit out as I fretted over the details such as cost, who would do the work, how I would have to fight to get what I wanted, etc. I also did a lot of justifying about why I needed and deserved a new kitchen and I sometimes felt guilty about wanting a really nice kitchen instead of just a serviceable one. Phoenix-Yuma for about 10 years. 

I tell that little scrap of a truly long (and boring) tale of woe (I love me very much) because today I stand in a new and improved place of knowing precisely because of all that orneriness. Ten years is a long time to spend observing current reality (which is always old news) and to completely ignore the magnificence of walking into the new kitchen that I created the minute I asked for it. I, like most of us, love to be able to see, feel, touch and physically experience a manifestation. In fact we truly believe that it's not real until we can see it. I don't have a new kitchen today, but today I can see it. Every time I wash a dish I see the new sink. As I clean the white floor I see the new and beautiful dirt-hiding floor. I don't have the sink or the new floor, but I know they're coming. I'm certain of it. I have no doubt. So even as I stand in my currently manifested much-worse-for-the-wear, shabby, sad-looking little kitchen, I can experience elation.  This certainty, this knowing is the key. I can feel wonderful in this moment because of the certainty of the new kitchen. So the next time I'm in the Vortex and get spit out because I can't see what's in there very clearly, I believe that I will be able to come back to this feeling of certainty and get right back in. I will be able to remember that any worries I have about details just mean I need to get more general in my imagining or that I just need to switch my focus to something else that makes me feel good in the moment. The more time I spend in the Vortex, the clearer my vision becomes. My kitchen has been in my Vortex all along; it's just that today I can enjoy it, even without the physical manifestation, because now I can see it.

Source calls me constantly to come look at what I've created. I'm so excited to see how the actual process of destruction and rebuilding will unfold. I'm ignoring all the negative things "they" say about a remodel and am focusing on how joyous any experience can be when I remember that the whole Universe is on my side and rooting for me. 

A remodel is an on-purpose and planned destruction. I'm inviting a man to come in and bash in walls and tear things apart. It's just too beautiful a metaphor to ignore to look at my life in the same way. I've invited many people in who have seemingly caused destruction only to discover that all that misery and suffering actually caused my stream to move really, really fast, thus creating a potentially fabulous life. Here, let's let Abraham tell us all about it:

http://tinyurl.com/HoorayForBadLife

Yes, it's 40 minutes long and it's worth every minute.