Dream Fairies are real sticklers

The presumption, Laurel, at all times and under all circumstances, should always be that you are good enough, worthy enough, and lovable enough. And that you are exactly the right kind of person, in the right place, at the right time. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been instilled with such dreams in the first place.

Love you,
    The Universe

Trust me, Laurel, the Dream Fairies are real sticklers.

Oh, we're busy all right

Oh, we're busy all right. We're absolutely slammed; everywhere, always. Aligning planets, churning waterfalls, guiding sparrows, and raising more suns for more planets in more galaxies than a rocket scientist on caffeine could ever count.

Yet still, Laurel, never a moment goes by when there aren't angels here, working their little hearts out for you.

Of this you can be sure.

Gabriele!!!
    The Universe

You rank, Laurel. Big time.

Good on you

However safe you might think you are right now, Laurel, you are even safer.

However much you might think you are loved and guided right now, you are loved and guided even more.

And however likely you feel your future happiness is to blossom, let me assure you, it is, in fact, inevitable. Eternally.

It's simply that from within the jungles of time and space none of what I just shared is obvious, even as I hold you in the palm of my hand, because you've accepted what is unquestionably the single most daunting challenge I've ever imagined: to forget that we are one.

Good on you,
    The Universe

Yeah, Laurel, how are we going to top time and space? You're doing so well.

On the other hand

Laurel, you don't even have to ask.

I know, I'm there, and I'm already busy.

    The Universe

On the other hand, Laurel, a little wink, "the chicken" when no one's watching, or a soft "hubba, hubba..." wouldn't hurt, either.

When just starting out

When just starting out on a new journey, Laurel, it's only natural to feel vulnerable. After all, it may seem that you have much to lose. But may I remind you that never again, at any other point in your journey, will you have so much to gain as you will if you start today?

I'll take that as a "Yes."

Tallyho,
    The Universe

And, Laurel, that barely hints at how profoundly "the game of life" is rigged in your favor. Go for it and keep going for it! (I'm "wanted" in Vegas.)

It's probably a no-brainer

It may seem a bit backwards for some, Laurel, but the first step one might take towards rearranging the present circumstances of their life is to stop dwelling upon the present circumstances of their life.

But for you it's probably a no-brainer.

    The Universe

Second, Laurel, they might start visualizing the circumstances they want, as if they already existed. Right. Duh-h-h-h-h-h....

Just because...

Just because someone may find fault, cast stones, or disagree with you, Laurel, doesn't mean they don't adore you.

Actually, Laurel, it's these same folks who usually do.

Tallyho,
    The Universe

But then, I see you as faultless, Laurel, and I still adore you. Call me crazy.

It's not from the known, but the unknown

It's not from the known, but the unknown, Laurel, that creativity and inventiveness are born.

Turn away from the predictable, cliché, and reliable. Brave the void where the darkness is greatest. Trust the quiet, find the stillness, feel the calm. Then steadily think, speak, and move as if you were led. Behave as if your vision were clear. Anticipate the emotional rush that will come with your triumph. And as if by magic, as you raise your pen to write, you'll find the words have already been summoned, flooded in light that was there all along, in a world that has just as anxiously anticipated your arrival.

Just don't let them worship you, Laurel.
    The Universe

Metaphorically, Laurel. You don't have to write a thing. Really.

Isn't it fun

Guidance, attention, help, maybe. Love, always. Criticism, never. What to give others, Laurel. Love always, The Universe Isn't it fun being you, Laurel!

What if

What if every wrinkle, scar, or gray hair only made you more beautiful? What if every tear you've shed, mistake you've made, and challenge you've faced, only drew you closer to the light? And what if, Laurel, for every breath you've taken, every sentence you've spoken, and every path you've chosen, your fans in the unseen multiplied?

Well, I'd say it's about time you found out.

Be proud, we are -
    The Universe

Laurel! Not multiplied that way!

An end result

An end result, imagined clearly and acted upon with expectation, Laurel, will always force the circumstances necessary to bring about its own manifestation, no matter how unpredictable, unlikely, or even impossible those circumstances may have previously seemed.

Like clockwork,
    The Universe

At which point the one who did the imagining and expecting, Laurel, will be said to have "lucked out royally" by all those who don't yet know how life really works. Consider it flattery.

One cool cookie

With the vista of a new year still dawning, is it my imagination, Laurel, or is someone out there forgetting that the "hows" are my domain? That when it comes to manifesting change, their real job is to focus upon the end result. And that simply doing what they can, with what they've got, from where they are, will always be enough to move heaven and earth?

I didn't think so.

    The Universe

You are one cool cookie, Laurel.

Don't be fooled

Don't be fooled by the "players," Laurel, and don't be fooled by yourself. Because there's no one more lovable than you.

And I know everyone.

Precious,
    The Universe

Laurel, there's also no one more loved.

...no more empowering belief...

There is perhaps no more empowering belief, Laurel, than understanding you're always in control of how you feel.

Similarly, understanding that just because you're not always skipping through tulips with joy doesn't mean that something's wrong with you.

You rock,
    The Universe

Because, Laurel, nothing has ever, ever, ever been wrong with you. Lots of grown-ups still like animal crackers.

Choose "frivolous" at least once a day.

Some think life is not so much a place to seek personal happiness and fulfillment, Laurel, but rather a place to learn lessons and pay dues.

And so it is for them.

Tallyho,
    The Universe

Personally, Laurel, I choose "frivolous" at least once a day.

Not bad, huh?

When you focus upon anything at all, Laurel, it's like a call goes out to every corner of the Universe, summoning ideas, strength, courage, insight, resources, and whatever else is needed to complete the laser beam of your concentration. If it's an answer you need, it will be forthcoming. If it's a choice you have to make, your options are calculated and recalculated under each scenario. If circumstances need to be arranged then every soul on the planet is consulted. And if it's help you need... we're already there.

When you focus upon anything at all.

Not bad, huh?

    The Universe

Every corner of the Universe, Laurel.

Get out

Get out, get out, get out even more, Laurel! Because there are people you've yet to meet, laughs you've yet to share, stories you've yet to live, and riches you've yet to tap into, that will not find you under any other circumstances.

Besides, how else can I shower you with surprises?

    The Universe

By the way, Laurel, how many new, faster, fancier, lighter laptop's have you been imagining?

"Super, very"

The trick to blending work and play, Laurel, lies not in what you do, but in how you view what you do. See work as play and see play as important - super, very. Super, very important - The Universe "Super, very," Laurel, is like "way, a lot," "extremely, especially," or "chocolater, chocolaty." Adjective-phrases made up on-the-fly that would never fly with ample consideration.

Patience sweetie

I have a favor to ask, Laurel. Could you please wait until after you take your baby steps, experience wild serendipities, and manifest eyebrow raising miracles, before you start telling people you're an intergalactic tidal wave of wanton love and magic for whom all the elements bow?

Patience sweetie,
    The Universe

Otherwise they're very likely to start making stuff up about you... "Have you heard about, Laurel Stone? YES! Me too!! Using crystals, burning incense, and playing a tambourine... in the wee morning hours, wearing strange slippers with long ears!!" Some of which just may not be true.

You've got it made

Did you know, Laurel, that you are entitled to as many miracles in a day, as breaths you take? And that those you don't use, carry over? And that presently, in dog years, it's impossible to use all yours up? And that, in human years, if new ones stopped accruing, which they won't, you'd be hard-pressed to use yours before your swinging 600's?

And that all you have to do to cash one in, is expect it?

You've got it made,
    The Universe

And did you know, Laurel, that there are as many angels following you on Twangle (not yet accessible by earthly internets), as there are angels?