Well, well, well.... look what the wind brought in today! Yep. It is me in the flesh! I have so much to tell you!
But let me preface today's story by saying that I have a new appreciation for life, for the universe and most importantly, for the power within me. I have reached a new level of understanding (and let me say that this only refers to me and not to be compared to anybody else's). I understand myself as an amazingly powerful creator and can clearly see how some of my manifestations have come to life. Wow. That's all I can say.
The union of Picasso-South-of-the-Border to Mrs. Queen came and went. It was a beautiful event. A certain Grasshopper had the time of his life, and I must confess that my experience was tremendously enhanced by living vicariously through his enjoyment!
One highlight of such travels was meeting Little Miss Pea in the flesh! What a gorgeous being she is! The Boys gave her a very sweet greeting through my seeing apparatus. Such experience I had only lived once that I can remember; it was when Little Miss Chubby Cheeks landed in the hologram. It is an emotion that I cannot express with words. Oh well! Trust me, it was wonderful!
The whole experience was beautiful. Spending the anniversary of my arrival to the hologram among the beings that I have shared this hologram since my arrival was special and wonderful. I LOVE MY BLOOD RELATIONS!!! ALL OF THEM!!! Ms. Diva and the Manager were not present in the flesh but very much so in spirit!
On the day of our return contrast was waiting for me with arms wide open! It all started when I picked up Tripod and Freckles from their weekend spa and was handed the number. "Wow!" I said, "did you add on the date to this number?" I'm not going to lie, it was HEFTY. After such blow, I boarded the Red Bullet along with LadyLust and Mr. Grasshopper, and, luggage and furry friends in tow, got on our merry way to LadyLust's palace. I softened my vibration about the bill and was starting to feel pretty darn good when a weird noise came out of one of the Red Bullet's feet. Uh-oh. What could it be? So I pulled over only to find that it was a broken foot. Great! This was way beyond my level of comfort and I needed help from The Boys. Urgently. So, as I unloaded the luggage from the vessel and tried to figure out what needed to be done in order to place a new doughnut on the foot, I focused on breathing slowly and deeply and just softening the feelings that kept rushing through the surface. I am so glad I did this because it had the potential of becoming a full-fledged rage spell! Suddenly I heard an angel say: "Are you ladies having fun yet?" I looked up so see a member of the opposite gender, willing and able to help out. And so he did! That felt so much better!
The feeling did not last too long, as the next day, when I went to the rubber doughnut place, I was given the price to replace such device. "UNIVERSE IS THIS A JOKE?" I asked. But being that there was nothing I could do about it, I sat down and decided to go though the motions. Sometimes the only way is through and there's no need to go through it kicking and screaming. I'm not going to lie, even though I felt better, I did feel tremendous feelings of limitation. I even took a few steps to cancel the next visit to the Great T as i felt the resources were limited and unavailable to me. When I got home other contrasts in the form of documents were also waiting for me.
The good thing is that I am learning the process and gave myself some space to get to a better-feeling place about the whole enchilada. And as always, my faithful universe responded the very next day, when disguised as a knight in shinning armor, sent the resolution my way.
Now I'm not only being able to soften the blow of those contrast but I am getting ready for another round of the Great Tenochtitlan, as in a few moons I shall be boarding the iron eagle that will take me there. I will get to spend some quality minutes with my blood relations and I will also be enjoying bringing The Boys out in a public event. Woo-hoo!!!!
I just love how all of this works! Don't you?
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