I have sometimes felt that there is some unidentified lack-thing playing in my vibration but I haven’t been able to see it. Until now!

When my parents divorced and we left the state I only saw my dad a few times a year. I loved my dad so much as a little girl (and still do).

From that moment on I felt like at any holidays or special events in my life (like a play or a recital) there could only be one parent. I felt it very acutely growing up, especially at Christmas.

So I’ve been wondering “where did I learn that money was scarce or that life was scarce?” and I couldn’t find a huge story around that… but I DO have a huge story about lack of safety, support, love and that parental thing feeling like I can only have 1/2 at any time and I have to choose (Christmas with Mom or Dad?) and no choice is the best choice.

Wow, that makes so many things about my life clear!

So I got a bit off topic from the dogs and weight but the issue of self-love and lack really spoke to me.

There is no scarcity of love!
There is no scarcity of support!
There is no scarcity with choice!
There is only Yes, AND!

Thanks, Jeannette and everyone!

Yes, it gives me such an elated feeling when I get those direct hits, and I can’t help but laugh and say, “Got it!”

Berta

You reminded me of something that happened to me a couple of weeks ago when you brought up the song “Money” by Pink Floyd! HA….I was leaving for work one morning and was asking, asking, asking my Angels/Inner Being/Spirit ect….(everybody out there possible, lol) for an “answer” about where “MY MONEY” was!!! When, oh, when was it finally coming!

And I was asking so “diligently” that I almost didn’t realize that “Money” was playing on my radio when I turned my car on, and when I finally “heard” it, the song was ending and wouldn’t you know it but the song “Patience” by Guns n Roses followed, without so much as even a pause in between!!!!! HA!!! Got my answer, like “instant manifestation, huh?!

And it did the trick cause I was so taken aback by the “direct hit” of it that I couldn’t stop laughing and chuckling all the way to work, and for the next couple of days or so!!! Love that! So, there IS “help out there”, we just have to figure out the “trick” of relaxing just a little to hear it!

Happy Evening,
Noelle

So this is the last post I will write about my feelings of lac concerning money. Why? Because I read a post about lac of food and gaining weight and it brought up my lac feelings on money?

DA! Because that is my old tape playing in the background–telling me no problem with your weight but just take a look your money.

Thank you, Mitch, for telling me to keep changing the tape.

I ran this past my husband and he agreed, and said “Quit that.” Then he reminded me of Tia’s post with the Mad TV skit featuring Bob Newhart saying “Stop it!”

My mantra is –Money is energy, Money is love, I’m a Money Magnet.

I also went searching for the Pink Floyd money song, but listened to it I realized it wasn’t the message that I wanted to play. It did lead me to this tune titled “I am a magnet to Money” (Abe moment) Take from it what resonates and discard the rest:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ywimjn9wdhc

Here’s to your abundance in all the areas that are important to you.

Berta

Not that I don’t enjoy working out. I love rigorous gym fun. Just throwing this out there.

Esther was talking about how every house they’re in has a problem with the floors … because of her attachment. “I care about floors,” she said.

Always love the energy here, look who you attract, Jeannette!

Hugs,
Col

We went to Target the other night and I decided to push him around in a baby carriage from Kohl’s. He’s 9 1/2 and a big boy! His legs were hanging over the front, but he loved it! We were having a lot of fun! He’s autistic and oblivious to what others were thinking about this, but in my mind I knew what others were probably thinking.

When we got to the cashier, it was all played out for me, mirrored perfectly. The “older” woman looked at my son and then looked at me without trying to hide her disapproval letting me know he’s an awfully big boy to be riding in that carriage! She meant he should be walking and getting all the exercise he can, and shouldn’t his own mother know this? Then she charged me twice for a ten dollar item, which I didn’t notice until the next day, my punishment to go with my guilt.
all self-induced, I know.

I am so pleased to have attracted this post and I look at it as a sign that I have allowed in more information that will help me with this process. I know all will get better, with time, and at least I can see what’s going on! That’s a great start!