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This IS what We ARE doing
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"Whatever You believe (truly believe) will work for You ...................... is working for You."
Myrddin

"If You ever Oneder what it is that You truly believe, look at what You have in Your life"
Myrddin
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"A belief is just a habit of thought."
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Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Detaching with love in 3D within multiD

4/24/2018


Today

Detaching with love in 3D within multiD


Wizard’s Log Stardate: 3:40 AM and/or NOW


Good morning. We wake to play another day. Reminder to Self: Celebrate!!!!! Only the divine exists. The divine is All there is, All that is AND I Am that “divine”. WE ARE. Celebrate.

Today: We choose to vibrate love: unconditional love. We choose to project and reflect unconditional love. We choose love.

We Allready ARE All that We aspire to be and much, much more. We are ‘tending to be less and We ‘tend very good. It is time to accept and own that We ARE unconditional love and everything that We desire flows from here.

We wake grateful again. We theel a bit better than yesterday and for that We ARE grateful. Our coffeemaker woke Us and We lay in bed rehearsing Our mantras for a bit. We love Us and We thank Us. This is a much nicer way to wake than grumping and resisting.

We theel OurSelves setting Our familiar world and life free with love. We know this is a key for Us. We can be here without being attached. Attachment keeps Us limited. We set it free with love. More ponyhopping.

Our driver is out today because her aunt died. We are in a standby bus and have a driver whom We have had several times before. The route has changed a little since “they” drove. We get to Our first stop a little early. Our driver has a reputation for driving fast. This driver is driving much faster.

Our new middleschooler likes to play on Our Nook also. Our first kid still gets to play about half an hour and then have a good nap. Our last pickup has “their” own DS and usually just naps the whole ride.

We get to school about ten minutes early. We would much rather go slower and get to school closer to the time that We can drop off.

Our gradeschool section has some rough roads and this driver is driving a little fast for these roads. “They” are not listening that We are early. We have several no-rides and get to school fifteen minutes early. The sitting and waiting is hard for these kids. We make it through. We pony hop.

Thank Us.

We have lunch and get some snacks on Our morning break. We could grocery shop only We do not really need anything except snacks. We get back to base a little early. We are gonna have a driver who We really like riding with.

Dispatch has her take Our regular route bus even though it has not been serviced by shop. There is a lot of fighting about Our buses problem. EveryOne blaming everyOne else. Where have We seen this game before? Must be something to it if We keep replaying the same game over and over in Our life/lives. We ARE responsible. This is NOT about blame: it IS taking responsibility. A new concept in limitation 3d.

We get about two miles into Our noon route and Our bus goes to reduced power: We have to pull over and wait for a rescue bus. “They” get a bus to Us fairly quick and We are less than ten minutes late. Pony hopping, pony hopping. We ARE responsible. We are the Ones replaying the same tapes over and over. What are We after?

The rescue driver reports that Our route bus is driving really, really slow.

One of Our noon kids is upset that “they” have to share Our Spiderman toy. The other two have a good ride except for listening to the One rant. We Oneder what this is about for Us?

We go fuel after route. We get back to the barn just a little later than usual. We had One rider that did not ride so that saved Us some time.

We hang out in Our chariot. There is a wind storm predicted and it is quite windy. We pony hop. It is easier for Us to set it All free with love today than yesterday. We are detaching with love. We ARE learning how to live in 3D within multiD. We are NOT gonna escape: We are NOT trying to escape. We are facing Our fears: We are facing OurSelves.

We have a driver whom We have never had before for Our PM section. “They” can not find Our standby bus. It turns out that correct unit number is NOT on the outside of the bus. We had not noticed that before. We still get to school just a few minutes late. Our highschooler may be getting it that We do not enjoy “them” pawing at Us on the ride. We have extra time since We Allready fueled the bus. We stop for I-scream on the way to Our gradeschool.

Our “bad boy” and the student from summerschool are having a hard time with each other. This has been going on All day it seems. Somedays “they” do okay and others “they” are like oil and water. We try to get “them” to leave each other alone. It is hard because of how few seats We have in this standby bus.

We have several kids that do not ride this afternoon. Once We drop Our “bad boy” off the others do fine. Our “bad boy” is playing a game that “they” made up with Us. It is cute and would be great if We had enough seats to separate the other students from Us.

We keep ponyhopping and Oneder what it is We are after?

We finish about half an hour early and We ARE ready. We are theeling betterer than yesterday. We are NOT as attached to Our 3D world and life as We were yesterday. We are still very ready to go dream.

We Allmost skip dinner. We decide it is better to eat a little something than end up waking hungry.

We play in multiD during dinner and soon We are ready to go dream.


Goodnight AND thank You for playing.

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