Think back to a happy time...

Think back to a happy time, Laurel, a really, really happy time in your life. Go back as far as it takes, to a time when you felt so light you thought you might float.

Do you remember it? The carefree feeling? The acceptance of the moment, of yourself, of life? Feeling unfettered by thoughts of the future, and oblivious to the past?

Feel it a little longer...

There. Very nice.

Yours,

The Universe

Laurel, the only difference between joyful moments, and others, is you.

Do You Have Regrets?

What if today was your "last" day, Laurel, or this week was your "last" week, and heaven had 10,000 angels waiting to serenade you, dancers waiting to dance with you, and reporters waiting to interview you?

Is there a grudge you'd still hold? Something you'd still regret? An unhappy memory that would matter more than forever and ever?

Nada, baby - The Universe

You've got forever and ever, Laurel, beginning right here and now. Angels and crew, wings and sparkles, will wait.

Thinking....

Thinking is the voodoo, Laurel, that you do, on all things material.

Made in the shade, The Universe

Grass skirt optional, Laurel... but could be cute.

Give Credit for Good

If you don't give yourself credit for all that's good in your life, Laurel, how can you expect yourself to create more?

Because you are flippin' amazing.
Tallyho,
The Universe

And, Laurel, you always will be.

Should we turn it over....

Yeah, I know it sounds like a good idea to the new-agers, god squads, and holy rollers to turn all things over to "the Universe." But I'm a little concerned that something important has been lost in translation.

Laurel, how 'bout you just turn over the "hows" to me, and have yourself a little field day with the "all things" part?
Hope I got to you before they did -
The Universe

I mean, here I am thinking I've turned over all things to them, Laurel, and there they are thinking they've turned over all things to me... No wonder they think I move in mysterious ways....

Live, Love, Laugh

Have you noticed, that the more you hurry, the slower you go?

The more you wait, the longer it takes?

The more you worry, the less you dream?

But the more you live, love, and laugh, Laurel, the more you live, love, and laugh.
Weird?
The Universe

Loving you like bees love honey, Laurel. Bears, too....

What do you give someone....

What do you give someone, Laurel, who already has it all, forever and ever?

Did you just say, "How about the fleeting illusion they don't have it all, to create a sense of adventure, to fill their days with drama, and to impose upon them the almost unbearable lightness of being that all angels feel when dancing in time and space... dude"?

Or was the "dude," "duh"?
Don't believe in the fleeting illusions, dude -
The Universe

For all the hoopla, Laurel, heaven can get pretty boring without sometimes believing in have and have not, here and there, now and then, shaken not stirred.

We ALL hold the key..

The reason others think they need you, Laurel, is because they don't yet fully believe that they already have all that it takes to have all that they want. So they pretend you hold the key.

And vice versa.

Tallyho,

    The Universe

But, Laurel, that doesn't mean I can't need you. Consider it a "diplomatic privilege."

My dues are paid

You know, Laurel, it's only after umpteen lifetimes, a dramatic ascension into peak vibrational levels of light and awareness, and only after "the way" has been meticulously prepared and tests have been passed, that a soul can even hope for the kind of life that you're now living.
You "hot dog."

Tallyho,
The Universe

You're ready, Laurel, to take this show wherever your heart desires.

Big Ideas can start with a Little Idea!

The big ideas almost never seem like big ideas, at first.

So, Laurel, be on the lookout for little ideas that seem kind of ho-hum, ain't no 'thang,' let me floss first, kind of ideas.

Really.... The Universe

Oh, I don't really care if you floss, Laurel. I don't.