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Busily planting daffodil bulbs in the newly turned earth I was rudely interrupted by a voice telling me to go back to the house.
I glanced over at the house wondered what it was all about, then went back to my bulb-planting.
Moving along to a new section of the garden, I again heard the words, “go to the house Jo”. I resisted, determined to plant my bulbs.
The voice became insistent and I became all the more intent on my chore, ignoring the growing urgency in the message. I stood up, turned and said out-loud that I would go back to the house when I’d finished, and not before.
I stopped pretty much mid-sentence and found myself looking at the house … just looking. All seemed fine … what was the urgency?
Without being fully aware of my actions, I found myself just about being physically frog-marched towards the house, still wondering what the drama was all about.
Opening the sliding door I was confronted by a wall of acrid smoke. The quilt drying on a rack near the fireplace had toppled over, falling directly onto the firebox. The synthetic fibres had melted and were on the verge of sparking flames.
I grabbed the quilt and threw it outside, still smouldering, and opened all the doors and windows to air out the house.
Disaster averted …
…. but had I not actually taken heed of the ‘messages’, eventhough I didn’t understand the meaning or reason at the time, I would have lost my house and everything in it.
The moral of the story is to ALWAYS LISTEN TO YOUR INTUITION.
Love and Light
Joanne
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Our two new horses were delivered to our farm and settled in nicely, enjoying their lush new paddock.
We’d had them a few weeks when a local experienced horseman we knew dropped by to check them out. He was impressed with their form and temperaments and looked them over from tail to mane.
He came to Rusty and ran his hands all over him, saying that you could tell that he was a healthy, lithe-limbed and intelligent young horse, and he was keen to work with him if I were to allow it. He came to Rusty’s teeth and screwed up his face in sudden concern. He made comment that Rusty’s teeth were not perfectly straight, with one front tooth slightly lower than the others and dramatized about how that made Rusty a ‘dud’, basically.
I was a touch offended, but listened to what he had to advise nonetheless.
The following day I pondered Rusty’s tooth problem so spent some time sitting in the paddock, while Rusty nuzzled and lipped at my hair. There is a spot where the upper lip meets the horse’s gum and if you gently massage this area it released endorphins (or happy hormones) into the horse’s circulation and pleases and relaxes them. While doing this, I asked Rusty about his teeth.
I didn’t know what to expect, and pondered upon the extent of his malformation in my mind.
I heard a voice in my mind say ‘ it doesn’t matter …’
I then heard, ‘it’s one of my quirks and its part of me. You don’t love me any less and it doesn’t make me any less of a horse. So what if my tooth doesn’t sit perfectly? I can eat just fine and I always will. There’s no need for you to worry.’
I trust his communication 100% and Rusty assures me that he is not at all concerned … and if he’s not worried then neither am I.
Love and Light
Joanne
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Working with angels is beyond simple really and there is no need for any complicated ritual or ceremony. All you need is an open heart, faith and trust, and a readiness to receive assistance.
As a personal example, I have always had 'issues' with electrical appliances. Apparently my kinetic energy interferes with the electrical do-dahs and vice versa - so I'm often faced with temperamental non-working or faulty appliances - my computer being just one of them.
Rather than rant, rave and abuse the appliance both verbally and physically, working myself into a crazy woman (or crazier woman) along the way, getting nowhere fast, I now stop what I'm doing and ask for the most relevant angels to assist me. In the case of my computer (and most other appliances ...) I ask for help from the angels, turn off the offending program/machine/appliance, then get on with other tasks.
Without fail, when I turn on the appliance it will be working just fine -
problem solved.
I just trust that it works - and it does.
Give it a try.
If it doesn't work, then it's happened for a specific reason.
- maybe it's an indication that something has to change and/or needs your attention, or maybe the appliance really is faulty. That will be for you to find out.
Love and Light
Joanne
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One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.
Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.
A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.
As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
* Free your heart from hatred. Forgive.
* Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.
* Live simply and appreciate what you have.
* Give more.
* Expect less.
NOW ............
Enough of that crap . . .
The donkey later came back and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him.
The gash from the bite became infected and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.
MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON:
When you do something wrong and try to cover your ass,
it always comes back to bite you.
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I just felt this was the place to aerate my recent experience. Maybe there is a lesson in this for someone else out there. I have so many tales of this subject it is incredible. But this one stands out against the rest and it is the most recent.
I may decide to add a few others later.
Recently (6 months ago this month) I came across a beautiful home for sale on the internet. I instantly fell in love with the picture. Everything I ever 'wished' for. Without even a second thought I offered to purchase this. I didn't even take the two hour drive needed to look at it for real. Incredibly my offer was accepted and then the 'ride' began. I have dreamed and wished all my adult life for this to come to fruition and now it has. (or so I thought). I proceeded with paperwork and the such. I had the ball rolling within the first week of seeing this place (on the computer). When all was said and done and my time had come to seek approval for finance, that is when the 'ride' began to get bumpy! As soon as I received approval I instantly was refused. I didn't work in the country. I worked in the city and it was too far to travel. SO I began looking for a job in the country, luckily I found one in the next town from the house. Another 'wish' fulfilled. I happened to apply as one woman was leaving. I happily gave up my job in the city without another thought and then realised I hadn't secured a home in the country. The tables turned, I now had a job but no home, still no finance approval. I rang the owners of 'my home' and requested to rent. 'No'. was the response. Ok it all fell through. Not so quick to dismiss this I then took a drive to the property that I had 'missed out on' . It took my breath away. It was much more than the picture revealed. Absolutely beautiful. I just wanted to cry. I rang the owners again and asked if I could rent. Again 'No' was the response. I sadly hung up and sighed. 'At least I tried', I said to my partner. Then as we were leaving town, the phone rang, it was the owners asking if I wanted a walk through, I jumped at this even knowing it wasn't going to be mine. It was great 'everything I ever wished for'. On the way home the owners rang again, they offered me to rent the property if I re-applied for finance to buy. I was soooo happy. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I was so much closer to owning this dream. I moved in with my children and began renting, going to work at my new job and settling my children into their new school. I re-applied for finance, it was refused, I had to be in my job 3 mths before finance would be considered, as I had left my job in the city after over a year of employment. Ok. I had the job, the house (rented) and 3 months to wait. The owners were happy to wait the period out with me. I felt so lucky! After 3 months passed I re-applied for finance. This time it was approved subject to evaluation. In the meantime I was living my dream, but my application was refused yet again as it came back under evaluated. So I climbed back onto the ride again and when the offer of a lesser amount was accepted I re-applied for finance. Little did I know that the evaluator had an accident on the way home and this caused lengthy delays, yet again. I forgot to mention this was taking place over the xmas period so hence more delays, once my application was submitted I was told there had to be an Engineer's report to state the sturdiness of such an old house as cracks were revealed in the walls. Well this was carried out and it was then that the truth was revealed I was refused again but this time it was for my own good. The report revealed that the property was too old and it was ready to collapse. All along I thought the delays were being caused to make me stronger, make me more patient and to learn endurance. It wasn't the only lessons I learnt from this experience. The Engineer stated these exact words to me. 'YOU DO HAVE SOMEONE WATCHING OVER YOU, BUT IT'S NOT TO BUY THIS HOUSE, IT IS TO NOT BUY THIS HOUSE'. 'IT IS A DEATH TRAP'. I couldn't believe what the truth of the matter was until now ... ALWAYS Be Careful What You Wish For (you may just get it all and then some you don't want). I know this is long winded but I couldn't make it any shorter this is the exact way this happened.
On a good note I now have another house on offer, one which in fact includes all the 'extras' we were going to add to the first one. I have wiped of my 'wish list' at least half a doz more wishes, but this 'ride' gave me a permanent job, (the exact one I wanted), A snippet of country life, I always dreamed of and my family are happier than they have been in a long time. I am also engaged to be married, 2 more grandchildren due before xmas and 1 daughter getting married sept.. (All this within 6 months) wow! who would have guessed it??? The ride of my life may have ended my life and I would have missed out on my future. Yes! I do believe in angels. I have one sitting on my shoulder. This proves it without a doubt.
Thank You for sharing this with me.
Bec ![]()
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I just got the newsletter and i couldn't help but reply to you as i have found myself in a similiar situation just last week (In regards to asking the universe what you want, and being very SPECIFIC)
Although its not really any comparison to yours, my little adventure was very much the same "moral of the story"
You see last Monday morning i bought myself a lottery ticket, as i sometimes do, and didnt think much more about it. It wasnt till later on that evening that i was sitting with my partner and all of a sudden i said out loud (but i was talking to the universe) that i want to win the lotto tonight, i even detailed the day and date as i knew it was important to be specific
So the following afternoon i went to the shops and decided to check my lotto, having forgot about the previous nights request. Well i was in for a suprise when the girl serving me told me i had WON, i was so excited i basically shouted OH REALLY, thats Great.
My little girls were with me at the time and were looking at me, when my eldest said, what are you doing mummy? I said to her, we won the Lotto........HOWEVER, my prize was exactly $14.70...........it was then i said to her, wrong division of course, but we won the lotto ![]()
It was then that i realised the power of stating to the universe what it is you want and BELEIVING that you will receive it. Problem was i guess i stated that i wanted to win, and win i did, i just forgot to state what division i wanted to win, or how much exactly i wanted. Still i was very grateful for the win and it made me very happy all afternoon.
Sorry if this is a bit long but i just had to share it with you, after reading your story, as i find the universe so wonderfully funny and clever in the way it delivers things. Thanks so much for the newletters i really enjoy reading them every month.
Much Love and Light to you and yours
God Bless
Sinead
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We’d been limping our old car along for the last year or so, so I’d been busy manifesting a new one to come into our lives.
I’d stipulated to the Universe that the car didn’t need to be too flash … just solid, reliable, comfortable and easy to drive.
I’d also stated to the Universe that I was ‘willing to put the hard work in’ to achieve my goal.
My mistake!!
In hindsight I should have left that last bit out.
I should have stated that I wanted a solid, reliable and comfortable car in perfect working order and ready to go …
Through a friend, we were offered a car for free … a mint silver metallic 1982 BMW … all we needed to do was pick it up. We were assured that it was in fantastic condition, and all that would be needed was a new set of brakes and a battery to get it roadworthy and registered and on the road ….
BINGO! I thought.
but not for long.
The car arrived on the back of a truck and from the road it looked great.
By the time it was rolled off the back of the truck I knew we were in for a lot more ‘hard work’ than I’d bargained for.
Every panel had a dent in it to the point where a new bonnet and boot are required and it will have to go off to the panel beaters, it needs a new windscreen and side window, the paint is peeling off all over and there are bits of the engine missing. The brakes and battery are the least of our problems!
‘Hard work’ is an understatement … more like hardly worth it!
But really, I can’t complain too loudly because it was exactly what I’d asked for … The car is not too flash and eventually it will be solid, reliable, comfortable and easy to drive.
- we just have to put in the ‘hard work’ I’d willed and asked for to get it there.
The moral of the story … careful what you wish for and be very specific!