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Monday, January 31, 2011

Nice, isn't it?

Nice, isn't it, Laurel? How you can always see the little girl or little boy in another, if you but look. And then how you can see that the mask they sometimes wear isn't to inspire your fear, but to hide their own.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...
The Universe



Laurel, I can't help falling in love with you.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Trees have personalities...

Did you know that here, Laurel, in the unseen and in worlds far removed from your own, trees actually have personalities as strong and distinct as your own?

True... it's the same where you are, but no one would ever believe it.

Timber...
The Universe



Except, Laurel, maybe you, which is why I thought I'd mention it....

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Such a Deal

It wasn't ever supposed to hurt, Laurel. You weren't ever supposed to cry. And I never dreamed you'd sometimes feel so helpless.

Yet, as things have turned out, lots of folks have trouble getting out of bed on cold, dark mornings.

Anyhow, Laurel, should there also be the occasional pain, tear, or touch of sadness beyond that, please realize these were anticipated, bargained for, and even sought after. As each would illuminate your resiliency, prove your strength, and help you blast through every flimsy notion that would otherwise keep you from seeing that even now I hold you in the palm of my hand and that all things are possible.

Such a deal,
The Universe

Laurel, couldn't you just turn on all the lights and pretend the sun is already up?

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Do-overs don't count

In many regards, Laurel, it's as if everyone is playing a giant board game, and this time around you chose the Laurel Stone token. Clutch!

Now, the object is not to buy properties, or to contort your body, or to vote others off, but simply to like all that Laurel Stone likes, to choose all that Laurel Stone wants to choose, and to follow Laurel Stone's heart, all in the tiny little turn you're given.

Proceed directly to "GO," and collect your very own new, faster, fancier, lighter laptop -
The Universe



Do-overs don't count, Laurel.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Think bigger -

Hypothetically, if you'd like to be able to spend $1,000,000 a year, Laurel, perhaps on yourself, or maybe to shower upon your favorite charities (incidentally, either will have me beaming), don't you think as part of defining the end result you ought to know just how much you'd be spending, on average, per day? I mean, you wouldn't buy a car without peeking through its windows, would you? The details are crucial. You owe it to yourself to make sure it's exactly what you want.

$2,739.73.

Right. Not nearly enough.

See what I mean?

Think bigger -
The Universe



Hypothetically, Laurel, just hypothetically.

Monday, January 24, 2011

No goat jokes...

One's ability to stop kidding themselves, Laurel, is what brings about the greatest breakthroughs, fastest comebacks, and happiest feet.

No goat jokes, please -
The Universe




And one's ability to stop kidding themselves, Laurel, is always a function of one's willingness. Ba-a-a-a-ha-ha....

Friday, January 21, 2011

The Law of Happy

By the way, Laurel, the Law of Happy states that your happiest days ever, still lie before you.

Let me hear ya, "Whooohoooo!" and pass it on.

You're so good for me,
The Universe



And beyond them, Laurel, yeah, even happier days. It's the law.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Smokin' hot

I'm sure you've probably noticed, Laurel, but you've already gone farther than you used to dream of going.

Please tell me you've noticed.

We sure have,
The Universe



You are smokin' hot this go round, Laurel. Smokin' hot.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Thought.

Laurel, there's always, and only, one sure way to bridge the gap, heal the wound, mend the fence, and otherwise reach those who seem unreachable.

Thought.

Send them your finest,
The Universe



Because *I am* what you choose to think, Laurel. I am.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Persistence

Persistence, Laurel, is not about knocking on one door... until the dang thing finally opens.

It's about knocking on all of them.

Knock, knock -
The Universe

Insist on the destination, Laurel, not on how you'll get there.

Monday, January 17, 2011

No such thing....

There's simply no such thing, Laurel, as thinking too big.

Whoohoo,
The Universe



Laurel, that would be like thinking too rich, too happy, too healthy or too yummy.

Friday, January 14, 2011

It's all for learning.

It's all for learning.

It's all for learning.

Laurel, it's all for learning.

And you sooo are,
The Universe


And by the way, Laurel, I'm loving your evolving tastes in cool clothes, hip music, and funny friends... although I do miss some of your funny clothes.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Spiritual politics, baby

Always speak of the past, gratefully.

Of the future, excitedly.

And of the present, Laurel, with bobbing eyebrows and a Cheshire grin.

Spiritual politics, baby -
The Universe



If you could see all that I can see, Laurel, you'd know why. And you are so deserving.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Dream big

Dream big, Laurel.

Start small.

Have it all,
The Universe



Especially, start small, Laurel.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Everything plays to your favor.

Whenever something doesn't work out the way you thought it would, Laurel, instead of thinking that something went wrong, see it as something that went unexpectedly well, but for reasons that are not yet apparent.

Everything plays to your favor.

Score!
The Universe



And then keep on keeping on, Laurel.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Stop, reflect, and go "wow"

The ability to stop, reflect, and go "wow," Laurel, is one of the wisest characteristics an old soul can possess.

I recommend it daily,
The Universe

I'm not "dating" you, Laurel, "old soul" is not a chronological reference, but you do wow me, daily.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

It's OK

Of course you don't know "how."

It's OK that you don't know "how."

To be honest, Laurel, you're not really supposed to know "how," because it's when you don't know that you're pressed hardest to learn that I do; to see that the hows are my domain and that your job is only to define the end result and get busy.

All so that you might quicker learn of how things really work, as you suddenly find the path that you sought lies beneath your skipping feet.
Double Dutch -
The Universe

®

Laurel, let's play.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Guidance from within?

Laurel, is it my imagination, or are you receiving guidance from within?

You know, by the kind of feelings that either tell you to "have back at it" with the zeal of a lion, or perhaps to finally turn the page, the entire page, not just dog-ear it, and move on.

I thought so.

Well then, may I suggest you act on it, as if nothing else mattered?

I LOVE OUR LITTLE TALKS!
The Universe



Oh dear, Laurel, sorry. Was I shouting? I LOVE YOU!

Friday, January 7, 2011

Tricky

The pursuit of money, Laurel, as a means to anything usually means (almost always means) that someone, somewhere, at least momentarily, has taken their "eye" off of what it is they really want.

Tricky that way, huh?

Yours,
The Universe



The pursuit of money as a means to anything should always be secondary to the pursuit of that same thing. Huh, Laurel?

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Gorgeous people

I don't quite get how there can be so many gorgeous people in time and space, Laurel, yet so few who choose to see their own beauty.

Choose this, gorgeous.

I do,
The Universe



Are you kidding, Laurel? You're way above average! Oh, go on, laugh.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Feel good when you can..

Yeah, Laurel, I know it seems that your emotions arise from circumstances, even though it works the other way around. And this is kind of scary because sometimes they literally seem to overrun you.

But I also know that most of the time they don't, which is all the leverage you need.

Just feel good when you can; it'll always be enough.

Can you feel me, now?
The Universe



The game is rigged in your favor, Laurel.

Monday, January 3, 2011

No matter what happened.

Every day, Laurel, "the score" is even. Every second, in fact.

Everyone lives each day for him or herself, no matter what they did.

No one owes anything to anyone, no matter what happened.

And from this, what I hope you most get, is that whatever you do next, you do it for the joy it brings you.

Joyfully,
The Universe

And doing this, Laurel, just watch how popular you become. Not that you will care.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Ask, feel.

Ask your question, Laurel. Feel the answer.

Ask, feel. Ask, feel. Ask, feel.
OK?
The Universe


Feel better, Laurel? I do.