Space.
There are as many other galaxies in the universe as stars in our galaxy.
When I feel tension, resistance to something that is happening, like Elliott not wanting to go outside, or concern about my mom, or someone doesn't want to be my friend, I remember that.
Space.
This whole little drama right here is very, very small.
There is as much space inside of us as outside of us, vast galaxies right here in this body. Breathe.
Create more space.
The pick up truck is FULL of stuff ready for the Good Will. We've been clearing out space around here. I am trusting that whatever we need will show up, and my job is to create space. I'm beginning to notice the space between the objects in the house.
Feng Shui.
The motivation is feng shui. The Wealth corner was a bunch of dusty jars of beans and dog food. Sheesh. So, get this. I moved the beans, scrubbed the shelf, took down the cluttered corkboard, put rocks and seashells and purple and vision board in that corner. Not five minutes later the accountant emailed: our tax return is double what we expected. Tim thinks I'm nuts, but whatever. It works whether he believes it or not.
Space.
The most essential of all to create more space between your thoughts.
that is so cool. i added to wealth corner again and then got another $300 in tax return cashola.
also put up little shrine in love and marriage corner and that is sweeter...so much fun, eh?
Posted by: klaroche | April 02, 2009 at 12:00 AM
When I fixed out wealth corner, hubby got a raise! We definitely believe in feng shui here :)
Posted by: Theresa | April 01, 2009 at 12:00 AM
great entry ;) and i love seeing the progression of your photos!!! keep it up! luv you always....
Posted by: heidibuecking | March 31, 2009 at 12:00 AM