Ask any question, Laurel, just before you sleep, and it will be answered.
Actually, you can ask any question, any time you like, and you'll be answered, but mornings your "hearing" is often best.
Yes, we can hear you now -
The Universe
We get a lot done, Laurel, in dreamland. Actually, we're custom engineering your new, faster, fancier, lighter laptop right this very moment... with the "Hello Kitty" logo, right??
Arguing and getting angry, Laurel, never works.
Understanding and loving, always works.
Of course, the work at hand, Laurel, is your own happiness.
Another day on the J.O.B. -
The Universe
Work, Laurel, like no one's watching....
Do you know how to give folks what they most, most, most want from you, Laurel, without even asking them what it is?
In all regards, just be yourself.
That's what they were after when they manifested you into their lives.
Whoa!
The Universe
You are, truly, one-of-a-kind, Laurel.
Being in the right place at the right time, Laurel, isn't something you can force.
It just happens when you keep busy. Effortlessly.
Imagine that,
The Universe
No, really! Imagine that, Laurel! And then get busy, because AMAZING awaits!
The answer to every question beginning with "Why," Laurel, begins with "Because, I love you."
Actually, I love you anyway -
The Universe
And the answer to every question beginning with "How," Laurel, begins with "None of your beeswax."
There's always a deeper reason, Laurel, for the emotions you feel, the doubts you have, the questions you raise, and the fears you entertain.
It's called "wanting it all."
What a system, huh?
The Universe
And you are sooooo close, Laurel!
Laurel, nothing needs to be explained, justified, or even understood, to move beyond it, transformed, wings afoot, chariots aflame, angels on high, sparkles trailing, fuzzy dice on the mirror...
Let's get carried away,
The Universe
Yeah, Laurel, the angels are on high anyway, and don't worry, no one's touched your dice.
The more you trust folks, Laurel, the less they let you down.
Which is not, incidentally, why I trust you.
Always,
The Universe
Believe me, Laurel, had you not been as trusting as you already are, there's no telling what some of those rascals would have been up to by now.
It's the final moments, Laurel, that define a journey and the first ones that make it possible.
Both, you have total control over.
Whop, whop!
The Universe
The middle moments, Laurel, are for living, loving, and donut breaks.
Aim with your heart, Laurel, steer with your mind, and know that it always works.
Love you,
The Universe
Besides, aiming, Laurel, without steering, is just daydreaming.