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.
It's all self-service, Laurel.
The magic works through you, not for you.
Now helping 7 billion help themselves,
The Universe
Just order and show up, Laurel. If it's not there when you show up, keep showing up until it is.
There's never been a day in your life, Laurel, when you were as close to your new, faster, fancier, lighter laptop, as you are today.
So very, very close -
The Universe
And tomorrow, sheez-z-z, Laurel, so close that we can already feel our own butterflies swarming...
Very often when you just can't decide between two or more options, Laurel, it's because the answer that would most give you peace is actually, "None of the above."
But not always.
Choose me,
The Universe
Happily, Laurel, it was really, really easy for me when I chose you...
Behind your greatest fear, Laurel, lies your greatest gift.
You're welcome,
The Universe
And your greatest gift, Laurel, will be the example you become.
When you tough it out, hold the line, and stay the course, Laurel, I promise you there will soon come a day when you look back over your shoulder, shake your head in dismay, and seriously wonder what all the fuss was about.
Just like all the other times,
The Universe
In fact, in not so many days from today, Laurel, it will become clear as a bell that you did have enough time, that you were never alone, and that all of us in the unseen were working double time to help make possible "the time of your life."
Usually, it's not thinking about the bucks, Laurel, which makes one rich.
But thinking rich, which makes the bucks.
If you know what I mean.
Strut,
The Universe
Just a little trick for you to think about, Laurel, because I want you to have your new, faster, fancier, lighter laptop, as much as you want to have it. Maybe even more.
Actually, Laurel, it's not that you want stuff that you don't have, but that you want stuff that you think you don't have.
And the best way to change this is to begin thinking that you have it.
As in, "Oh, there's my electric, fully-loaded, Habitron Cloud Maker!!"
Rain, please -
The Universe
The same goes for wanting to be the kind of person you think you aren't, Laurel, living the kind of life you think you don't have, and having the kind of friends who don't think you're really, really "out there"... unless you're cool with the latter, which I think suits you.
Sometimes, Laurel, when circumstances or disappointments bump you off track, it's the beginning of an even bigger dream coming true, that could not have come true on the track you were on.
Yeah, always.
Always, always -
The Universe
I know what I'm doing, Laurel, and I love you so much.
As far as I can tell, Laurel, worrying about anything at all is a pretty good indicator that one has begun thinking that their joy and prosperity will somehow hinge on pending physical events, other people, or angry green Martians.
Can you imagine?!
Phone home,
The Universe
First, Laurel, joy and prosperity are created within. Second, the events and people of your life can be changed with your thoughts. And third, for the most part, Martians are neither green nor angry.
Talking a lot about something that bothers you, Laurel, is a pretty good sign that you've got something huge and profoundly liberating to learn.
Whooohooooo!
The Universe
That is, Laurel, if you can catch yourself, turn within, and yearn for illumination.