5/26/2020 Being a Buttinski

    I was at a strip mall one day, nice day in my pick up truck. Came down a lane and stopped at the road that parallels the stores fronts. Some vehicle was blocking my view from my right. I inched my way forward making sure I don't get hit from the right. Give it a little gas as I bring my eyes back to left, I see a woman step off the sidewalk into street, slam brake hard. The woman gave a short scream. She was  8 ft from me. Sorry I say. The young husband who was trailing behind, came forward and started cursing me out. I said nothing. He tried to open door but instead used his fist on my big side mirror still cussing his fool head off. I said nothing. The wife and guy walk to their car, when they are 50 ft away,  I say something, real loud.... God bless You!!  That did it, the curses were ten times louder than before. Stepped on gas and got the heck out of there. I thought, I hope that wife paid attention to what happened. This time his anger was addressed to me, maybe in the future, she will be the recipient.

    It was dusk at a mega mall, I was sitting in my truck. Not too many cars in the parking lot. A family comes to their car 100 ft from mine. The 8 yr old is screaming in Spanish ( I don't speak it). The father takes his belt off and starts to hit the kid. I don't know what to do. In my head I get turn your high beams on. I didn't listen. It was a good idea though. They left in a couple minutes. I stopped myself intervening because of the language barrier. I berated myself over it, should have gone over there and took away the belt. In hindsight if I did that, it would have been worse for the kid later on. I vowed next time there would be action on my part.

    I'm at a huge outlet park walking a distance thru the parked cars. It was summer and hot and there in the back seat are cute as can be, one yr old twins, sleeping in their car seats. The car locked and windows rolled up. That does it!!!  I'm going to wait till they get back, the kids looked alright. Otherwise it would have been one smashed window. I wait. Then I spot store security in his car, I keep waving at him, he comes down. He's yourg. Twenties. I say to him, I think it's a law in this state you can't leave your kids in car alone. I got this he says. Good. I walk away to a spot 20  ft away, watching. Ten minutes later the couple returns. The guard takes charge. What you did was wrong. The couple say, it was only ten minutes. The guard, I don't care if it was 5 mins or I min. I was proud of that kid. Better it came from a person in authority than from me. Spirit gave me that guard at the right time. It's what you call perfect timing. A lot of times, that's how spirit works/ amazing isn't it.

5/25/2020 Did You Say Ghost

    Ghosts are harbingers of people that have come and gone. They are souls, that have not fully transitioned to the next world. They still have an interest in this world for one reason or another. When they're ready, they will move on.

    I was on this spiritual topic site, when a male asked what's going on, I'm freaking out here! He was in his 20s and he saw his recently departed friend walk up the steps inside his house. Most responded don't text me, stay away from me. I wrote that your buddy was showing you that theres more to life than meets the eye. Nothing to be afraid of. He didn't write anymore. One gal responded with, I like the way you handled it, all the other so called spirit minded people dropped the ball. I said thank you.

    I lived in a mid 19th century house. I was looking for a house to buy. I passed this house to my right as I entered this town, I said what idiot would by this house. I looked at a house a little off the beaten track. The realtor said I could check it out. I crawled into the crawl space and saw that the joists were ate up by powder post beatles, not good. But I can handle it. I put it on my maybe Iist. Back in town I was talking to someone who went on to tell me,  that a murder occured there not to long ago. WHAT? I go back to the realator what are you crazy! He said he wasn't allowed to say anything. Just great. Find another house about 5 miles away. Looks good. Plus I get all the furniture with it. Go there the next week to check it out, before I hand over the down payment. It rainied hard the previous day, look into crawl space water up to the joists. Deals off!  You see, spirit had my back, bringing down all that rain. Looked at other houses. Then I said well I'll look at that first house I saw. Well,  this is the idiot who bought that house. Mid 19th century here I come. House was cheap and had a lot of problems. No problem. I noticed some small holes above a door in the living room. The previous owner told me how they got there. His wife's boyfriend paid a call carrying a rifle or shotgun. He was resting on the couch and got up to answer the knock. The fight was on. Wrestling with the gun. Bam! There's your bullet holes in the plaster. Cops took away the boyfriend. I decided not to patch those holes after all. That previous owner got a divorce and had a good life after all. After almost becoming a ghost himself.

    This town was wierd, all the houses were painted white, even mine. It was like entering a Clint Eastwood movie. Time warp. First thing I do is get a new roof on it. Contract it out. Tell him the asphalt shingles I want. Three days later, he says he can't get them. I find them but they're 250 miles away. I'd have to rent a big truck to do it. I was thinking about it. The contractor says to me, how about for no extra charge I get you a 45yr rated shingle. Initially it was a 25yr shingle. I slept on it. My heart wanted the first shingle but my common sense said shingle number 2. I went with common sense and I was so glad I did. Here's a tip. Your paying for the labor, ergo get the longer lasting shingle. No 20 or 25 yr old lasting shingles.Job  looked great! Now it was on to get rid of the white on the house. I chose a med tone greyish brown with burgundy shutters. One paint job let the town know who I was. My own person. So, I was painting this heavy wood window that I could reach by standing on the side porch's roof. A full heavy gal of white trim paint rested on the flat window sill. Most sills are tilted down to shed water, not this one. The can is just 1 in over the lip of the sill It's solidly planted there. I was painting the cornice as well. Blue sky, no wind, perfect day. As I'm coming back to can of paint, the whole can starts to lift up and tilt toward my new roof. I catch it, just in time. Not a drop hit the roof. I set it back in it's original position on the window sill. I told the gaI I was with, what happened. She was used to such happenings. The soul told her, he wanted to talk to her and that he moved the paint can to make his contact happen. No harm was done by the movement of paint can. I did not deny what I witnessed.

    I would see flashes out of the corner of my eye, always near an old mirror that was attached to wall. Either moving into or away from the mirror. One day, I unscrewed it from wall and smashed the large mirror onto the grass. It's hard to explain but feeling of the room was much lighter. I had a friend who was staying at the house and he offered to smoke evil spirits away. I thought couldn't hurt, so I let him do it. From that day on there was a lightness about the place. And no other incidents occured. It worked for me.

    As for actually seeing a ghost, I never did.

5/24/2020 The Game of Chicken

    There was a time I would buy my eggs from the gal up the road from me. Her chickens were of different varieties, who were not penned up. They were happy chickens. Eh... once in awile one chicken wouldn't make it back from it's jaunt. She told me a couple stories that I found quite enlightening.

 
    When she was getting married, she always envisioned it occuring in her Catholic church. That was her heart desire. However, she hardly attended the church like her mother, who always did. She went to the priest and told him of her plans to be married in his church. The answer came back negative, your not a real member of the church. The fight was on but the priest would give no ground. In a fit of rage she barked to the priest, I hope you drop dead, turned her back and headed for the heavy door. Without a look back. She got married allright, just not at the church. Later from her mother she heard the priest had a massive heart attack and died about a week after her blow up with him .

    The second incidence happened many years after they were married. They were going at it one morning and she was steamed.  As he Ieft the house one fine Saturday morning, she yelled at him, I hope your right rear wheel falls off. Four hrs later she gets a call from him. Hon....  remember those last words you hurled at me this morning. Yes I do... what about it. You're not going to believe it, but my right rear wheel fell off the truck, just like you said. In he future please be carefulI what  you say to me.... Ok.

    I always paid her in cash, for my eggs. This guy here,  was not about to play chicken with the chicken lady. So... the more emotion you pack behind words the faster they will come home to roost!

5/22/2020 Storm

    Last two weeks or so, I wrote about the dandelion. And last week, early in the morning I was treated to a snow storm. I never have seen this before to such an extant. But this one was gentle and not made of frozen water. Sometimes snow flakes can be huge as these were. Compressed, fluffy white seed heads wafting around on a zephry(a gentle breeze). They were all around me and went up to 20 ft high. Nobody around in this neighborhood and no sounds about. I turned down one street and looking 200 ft down the road where the pavement met the grass, it looked like a dusting of snow. Looking closely revealed the individual stars of the dandelion. How magnificent. So small the little bits of light. They individually were trapped by single dark green blades of grass that were the people's yards.  What a gift!  Thank you spirit!

5/22/2020 A Nasty Little Fence

    I worked for this gal Janet one day. She wanted me to fix the den cieling,  it had water damage. My husband fIushed some face cloths and hand towels down the toilet, why I asked? She said he had alzheimers. Several years prior, she came home from work and he wasn't there. He comes in 1/2 hr later. Well were you been, delivering the mail, he says. She said just put it the box and raise flag and postman will take care of it. No I'm doing it. At the time she didn't think much about it. Looking back, it was the time that alzheimers was making an inroad. A year after I fixed the cieling, he died. Janet was in her 80's but she was quick witted and ambulatory. One day she says come look in this bedroom. The bed just had a sheet on it. When she was making bed a drop of water hit the bed. I look at ceiling, just a slight mark of the paint. I go to roof, no holes. I get a drill with 18 in bit and drive it through cieling, then disengage the bit from the drill, leaving bit stuck in cieling. I go into attic and see the bit sticking out of the insulation. I took another bit lined it up with bit poking through insulation and drill up through the roof. I went on top of roof and removed the shingle and found the hole. Patched everything up, good as new.  If there's a will there's a way!

    Her adult daughter would joke about this t v comercial, I've fallen and I can't get up. In the end, she never got her that neckless with the button you press for help. Janet had this one foot high metal fence that went around her patio. She would step over it, to attend to the bird feeder. I would always say let me get rid of the fence. She would always say no. On a cool day, it bit her. She went for a tumble. She crawled to the sliding glass door but could not stand up to open it. She spent 6 hrs on that cold concrete pad, until her neighbor got home from work. She broke her ankle. Took another fall in the house 6 mos later that put her in a home where she quickly died. The first stumble over the fence was what did her in.

    This didn't have to be this way. Look ahead for potential pitfalls and then address them. Don't be so adamant about it. Think... Look... and... Listen... before making a decision. Let spirit help guide you along the way.

5/20/2020 What's in a Prism

    Thats prism not to be confused with a prison. One is freeing the other confining. A friend of mine Dan,  gets a calI from a woman,  I want you to do a painting for me. He says Ok. Her story, I was dying from cancer and her doctors didn't hold out much hope for her. She wanted to be with her family, what to do? She said,  ok God please give me a sign that I'll be getting better and cured. And please Iet that sign be a rainbow. Thankyou God. Several days later, rain storms hit the area all night long. In the morning, the clouds began to breakup. She dragged herself out of the hospital bed and inched to the window. OMG. There was a huge wide rainbow in the early light. Not only that but the end of that rainbow was coming out of a grassy field just past the hospital parking lot. I've never seen the end of a rainbow. (Me speaking). Her prayer was heard! and granted. Why? She spoke from her heart, that's why. Doctor's couldn't beleive it, the tumors were disappearing. Full blown remission.  With pep in her step and a wide smile on her face, she walked out of there giddy,  into the light.

    When sunlight strikes water droplets in the air it can be refracted or split. White light enters the droplet and exits as different collered light rays, giving you a rainbow. God's love hits the human heart and does the same but exits as many blessings. No more valley  for her. She walked forth from then on in God's promise. You too can have God's promise, start by asking.

5/19/2020 To Those Who Wait

    All good things come. Maybe. From what I've seen, it's early bird gets the worm. Anything I wanted I had to go get. The more that desire is the quicker you will get it. Trick is you better make sure you really want it. Once that focus is dead on,  don't stop tilI you get it. You say I will get this done with spirits help.

    I was in a supermarket once with two hands of goods. There were 2 lines and I'm waiting 5 mins and the line does not move. That does it, I put the goods down and leave. Drive one block theres another store, go in, gather up my goods. I'm number 3 in line, way better. A guy comes to me, step to this register, from 3 to I. Wow. This was a small thing. Most of the time, I'm a settler. Not a good thing. Settling gets you exactly what you don't want. Trust me, don't be a settler. Stay in the hunt. Go after what you want, oh there's a big obstacle up ahead, what to do, go around it, find a way, there is a way. Keep on it. Get your writing book, pick something small that you want, give it a week. See if you can get it done. If it doesn't happen in a week, then do it, till It's done. Write down how long it takes. Keep this process going. It will build up your confidence and trust in spirit.

    I went to this lecture once. There was a gal, I took notice of in the begining of lecture. Later she stood up to ask a question, the lecturer could not answer it. When it was over a handful of participants were around her, asking her questions. We all went to a diner, I wanted to sit by her, but someone beat me to it. I focused on it and that space opened up. Sat right down next to her. Relationship lasted 2 yrs. I thought that's what I wanted. Spirit let me see how to be responsible for my choices. At a party, a couple of my friends let me know, she wasn't for me, I dismissed their advice. Those outside the situation can see more clearly than you.

    I did some work for a guy, who was moving into his first house. The house occupant died, to get the house, he had to clean it out. Twenty trailers worth of trash all by himself. He had a big family, nobody came to help him. I told him that wouldn't happen in my family. He gets me a job working for his sister. They wanted moulding stained+ urethaned in kitchen. Two hundred bucks, they accept. It's night, pull on to road, the traveling trunk I had in truck bed slides off to the side and lands in street. Fancy car behind me hits it, taking out headlight. Tell him I'll pay for it get me an estimate. He agrees. Back to job, guy at hardware store gives me a product that would even out the stain on pine wood, making it less blotchy. I put it on. Oh Oh it was a sealer, the stain doesn't sink in too well. I have to sand and steel wool all the moulding. I can't afford to replace wood. I spend 5 days at it. The stain does take way better than it was. It hurt big time making this mistake, I felt bad for them. Laying in bed, I ask spirit for help. I have a vision, me and owner in his garage he says something, a couple sentences and I reply. The give and take is about five times. Vision over. Back at the house, last day. What should of taken me I day lasted five days. The wife looks around and says it's ok but something is a little off. Oh Oh, quick exit to garage. There's the guy, just like my vision. He said his lines and I used my lines from the vision without adding any words. It all played out to a Tee. Word for word. We left on good terms. Thankyou spirit! A week later I get the headlight bill,  paid it in cash. Yep.    200 bucks . That lesson was worth the 2OO bucks.

5/18/2020 Nightmare to end all Nightmares

    Since I was a kid, I had a fascination with Ufos(unidentified flying objects). Are they real? I followed the Apolo program. I made sure to stay awake until Neil Armstrong set foot on the moon. My family members were watching but eventually they packed it in, not me. I told myself no matter what happens, do not fall asleep. And I didn't. It was early morning I or 2 am, it was so worth it. When I was a kid, we'd play hey moon make a face and it did, we could see a human face looking back at us. Now the tables were turned, a human face was looking down at it from 6 ft away.

    I soon bought a book on flying saucers. It was about Roswell and peoples encounters with these phenomena. Every once n awhile I'd pick up another book on the subject. I believe there was a crash of some disk shape craft at that time. The sightings of these crafts picked up after the Hiroshima bomb drop. One day I'm watching tv and a reporter is showing around 10 or more round like orbs in the air near Mexico City, in broad daylight. Bright blue sky. The craft would move at odd angles and speeds. The camera would show city skylines then pan on up to the aerial display. There was no mention on American national news. Even Jimmy Carter the ex prez says he saw a ufo. Barney Hill and his wife, I think they were from Vermont had an encounter with the unknown. They were in their car, then a bright light and then they experienced missing time. Barney had a mysterious collered mark near his ear. They both were regressed using a form of hypnosis. They both related their experience on a ship of some sort. Then I saw a movie on tv, Fire in the Sky about Arizona loggers and their encounter with a ufo. One of them was taken up into the craft. Totaly terrifying. Fisherman have seen craft dive into the Caribbean sea and others have seen craft enter the caldera of volcanoes. Either they come from other planetary systems or they're from here or both. Some reports talked of crop circles and cattle mutalitons and men in black, just weird stuff. Then the hybrid stories, alien/ human offspring. What? I followed these stories. One gal recalled talking to one of these aliens and saying what gives you the right to create this new form of life? The alien said, we have every right in the world. I took this to mean, that they themselves are the creators.

    I had a friend who was more into it than me. He showed me pictures that he had took of ufos, I saw it, didn't know what to make of them. One day said friend was at a pool party at my house. I'm in the pool, he says come over here and look up. Circling are about 6 birds 100 ft up, it's about a 10 ft circle. Looking through the circle I see a rotating silver garbage can like craft. It's about 2,000 or more ft up in a blue sky. I knew it was rotating because it would glint every 5 secs when the sunlight would bounce off. It stayed there over 40 mins. Everybody at party saw it. No it wasn't a helicopter. Another friend of mine tells me his encounter. He lived about 2 miles from me. He wakes up about 3am,  a wierd light is shining in his room. He looks out his window and the moon is there and something else too. One huge disk saucer, 10 ft off the ground, maybe 100 ft in diameter. He goes to his mother's room. Mom,  wake up I have to show you something and keep quiet. He slowly cracks open the mini blinds, his mother starts to scream, he quickly covers her mouth. Shh he says they can hear you. His step dad comes in, the wife says to quick get a camera. Son and mom watch it move slow motion over yard and it rises to 50ft. Then just as father appears with camera, it explodes out of view. My friend who was in his early forties told me this. A couple yrs later, I met his mother at her house. say to her, did you see a ufo, she said she did swear to God. She was a Catholic woman, extremely nice and intelligent. She knew she wouldn't tell anyone unless she was asked.

    Which brings me to the nightmare. Two in the morning I awake with a start. WTF! What a dream I just had. I was on this ufo, can't move and they're doing some medical experiment on me. Get me the hell out of here! No help whatsoever! That's it! God! God! God! Help Help Help Me. Words come into my head... How Do You Know There Is A GOD. I pondered on that for 5 secs. If If there's a God, get me out of there. And he did. From that day forward, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt there is.     God

5/16/2020 Creeps for All

    They're out there for a reason. Bad upbringing maybe one reason, karma an other reason. I was about 4 yrs old, playing at a park swing set, having a good all time. Until a bigger kid pushed me down the slide ladder bars. Big creep. Wow I said to myself, thats something new. I'll be more cautious in the future. I didn't get hurt. Once school started, I did ok. The big kids were mouthing off to us as we stood in lines for each grade, in the morning. No violence, didn't see it. I'm about 9 or 10 now, there was a bigger kid down the block maybe 15 yrs old, he'd always be pi cking on me. One day I had enough and picked up a stone size of a quarter, I chased after him. During the chase I let the stone fly, figures I hit him in mouth and broke off a corner of a big tooth. We went to my garage where I was going to give him one of my tonka trucks, he'd point to one and I'd say not that one pick another. He pointed to another, I would say the same thing. I couldn't t work out a deal.  My dad worked out the deal with his parents my actions cost my dad money. Lucky me I didn't lose the love of my father. Next went to jr high, it was gym class. Some type of game outdoors, one group of boys on one side of the field was to run pass the other group of boys coming from the other side of the field. I see my friend get hit by another boy's upper arm. My friend got hurt. I saw something different that bad kid did it deliberately and I saw that face, pure anger, chilling. I would use the word evil. Sometimes I see it in people and stay away.  There was a kid down the street I would have words with. I challenged him to a fight on a neighbor's yard, turned into a wrestling match, I lost, across the street my father was watching. I'm glad he didn't interfere. Smart man. It was the best thing that could have happened to me. It stopped me from getting a big head. In high school, I challenged a boy who was a year ahead of me to a boxing match in gym class. We were dancing around, I threw a right, he dodged to the left and my right got his right ear good. He quick followed with a right to my stomache, fight over. Took me 2 mins to get my breath back. The gym teacher was great telling me what I could have done better as he unlaced my gloves. I quit too easy. Could have learned alot from gym teacher. Nope pugilism was not for me. It became a spectator sport for me.

    I was at a bar, talking to the guy next to me. I said something wrong to him, he got mad, wanted to fight me outside. I just talked to him in a low soothing monotone voice and after ten mins, he was asleep. Good job.

    I was working at a blue collar job, a foundry. We got back from lunch at a nearby bar. Mack was to be my helper, big strong guy. I broke the metal from the molds and he would stack the ingots, which were heavy. I was handing them off to my rear to him. Within mins I caught in his forehead blood everywhere, my fault. He came at me super mad, OH O H. But he managed to control himself. Mack wouldn't talk to me for2 weeks. The unofficial leader of the blue collars was Mirro, a big Puerto Rican. Going into work, we'd line up at the gate. I would snatch his hat and he had this faux upset mad going on. It was so funny. I would always flip the hat back to him. My most important job was to make the coffee, step aside Joe Dimaggio, I'm the king around here. Coffee is serious business, do not make any mistakes. I made it great and on time and arranged the donuts. I came in late one morning to the break room, Mirro says hey (my name),  Mack, he mad at you, he no talk to you. Everyone is sitting drinking coffee, no one says a word. I'm standing, I look over to Mack, he's got a mad look on. I say to Mirro, Mack doesn't hold any grudes, then I turn to Mack, do you Mack? Mack's face changed and a beautiful smile engulfed his face. No I don'!. We shook hands and resumed our friendship. That was a great experience that I treasure to this day, Something real bad became fantastic in 2 weeks. Spirit was there for sure. Thanks spirit.

    Last story. I was at my house doing some organizing and across the street I hear blaring music. After 30 mins, I go over there and say can you turn it down, I was mad. They did turn it down a little. Next week I'm driving in a rural area and theres a 4 way stop ahead. I step on brake, doesn't stop, slide through intersection. lucky for me, no other cars around. I use the emergency brake to get it to a mechanic. Puts it on lift, there's the problem, near the differential someone flattened each rear brake line. Those creeps across the street, paid me a visit, they did. I wondered why spirit didn't tip me off. But at the intersection spirit made sure, no other car was around. Bottom line, I went over across street mad. When your mad nothing good comes from it. That's what spirit allowed me to see.

5/16/2020 Pearls

    Of wisdom that is. They come on occasion through one's life. When heeded, they can do you alot of good. They can come anytime, anywhere or from anyone. Be on the lookout, stay awares. And when you find one, act on it!

    A guy I worked for, told me over a game of chess, the way to protect yourself was to put 10% of every dollar earned into savings. That is the motto. Did I listen, of course not! Big Dummy!  All I had to do was act. A failure to launch (there was a movie by that name). It messed up my life good in the ensuing years. No self evaluation on my part. I recommend everybody do self evaluation every Sunday or pick a day for at least 20 mins. To address issues that aren't working for you, if you don't, they will stay with you. Look in a mirror before the 20 mins and say 3 times I will be sucessfull in the exercise I'm about to do. Write down any insights you may get keep in a dedicated book, labelled Me and how to fix me. This is your number one tool to use on yourself.

    I was at some type of party, a long time ago. There was a gal there who did hand reading. She takes my hand looks at it for 2 secs and says long life and by the way, your'e not doing what your suppose to be doing. Of course she was dead on. I stayed asleep, figuratively. Another wasted pearl.

    One night I had a dream, very vivid. My grandmother and aunt G where there, they both passed on. Aunt G says to me, get the word out, we are all soul. I started to act on this pearl. From that dream on till this day.

    I was working at this lady's house doing a small job. Eventually, another guy came by and was lugging heavy landscape ties to the back yard, he was doing another project. Late in the day he's back again, working on second project. He said this a moonlight project. He comes here after work to do more work. I say why, what are you nuts busting your butt like that! He says my wife has expensive tastes. I say oh, I don't want one of those! I listened here.
One day, I was talking to a contractor, he told me if you want to make money don't pick up the hammer. If you do it will always be paycheck to paycheck. He was so right about that. Yep, didn't listen and I got what I got.

    I put my foot on a spiritual path. One bright sunny day in a picturesque town, I was waiting in line for a movie. The woman ahead of me turns around and says to me, your on the right path. I said nothing. I knew what she meant. Oh, she was a stranger to me. Got the pearI.

    So, if I had it to do over again, I would definitely have done the weekly self evaluation. Would have had a smoother road. Eh... that's life, start where you're at no matter what age you are. You stumble, pick yourself up, learn from your mistakes and proceed onward. Why?     Why to know yourself of course, the real you warts and all. When you know you, the doors will be flung open wide. It's a journey worth having.

5/15/2020. The Fortune Teller

    It was in a Maine cabin, that I had my first fortune telling, it came from my father. This was only time he ever did this. It was just done to pass the time. Playing cards instead of tarot cards. It starts with me mixing the cards, the two of diamonds is me laid on the table, then a ring of cards around the two of diamonds,  followed by an outer ring. The inner ring of cards showed the death card (ace of spades) the outer ring had a love interest and money. I lifted off my bench and leaned on table with my elbows, crack, part of the table gives way, some of the cards hit the floor. We gather up the cards and start over. The cards lay down almost exactly as before except the death card is in the outer ring now. The outer ring are events to occur 10 or more years in the future. Looking back decades in time, those cards told the truth.

    Once, I worked for this elderly Jewish woman, who owned a dog. She told me that she had the gift of prophesy. She was invited to a relatives wedding in DC. She went and at the reception, she got a vision that the newlyweds would shortly have a terrible accident. That bit of news went down like a lead balloon. The newlyweds cancelled thier flight and went by car. Yep they had a terrible accident but both recovered. The fortune teller was shunned by the family forever. Sometimes it's best to keep your mouth shut. Several months later, I see her walking her dog. I'm talking to her and notice the dog. I kneel down to dog and tell her the collar is way to tight. She said oh you're so right. She looks at me and says you're going to be really really rich. I said great! Then she says it's going to take a real long time. Oh ... just great. Not rich yet.

    I'm on the boardwalk, beautiful day, blue sky. A young Indian(country) gal maybe 2I, I'm around 33. She says 5 bucks for a quick read, hand over the 5 bucks. For one, you don't trust no one. I said you're dead on. You're going to meet a woman shortly with 4 kids and be involved. I said yeah right. She said I got way more for you, for 2O bucks, you're interresting!  Didn't take her up on it. Wish I did, looking back. Probably would have been the best twenty bucks I ever dropped. Several years later, the gal she prophesied about is in my life, shes got 3 kids. About 2 mos into the relationship, I tell her about the fortune teller, how she got it wrong about the 4 kids. She looks at me and says it is 4. WHAT!!! The fourth is in a home. O M G!!! That Indian girl was for real. Should have forked over that 20 bucks.

    Another job I was on for a woman I knew down the block. She tells me, her husband was nearing retirement and they were discussing all the places they were going to go to. She was the planner for the retirement, gathering tons of info. She found a cheap way to go to the Phillipines, so they took a practice trip there. Towards the end of trip, they were in an outdoor market. Many many vendors, all over. The husband wants to stop at this fortune teller guy's booth. The wife said to him are you nots? You never showed an interest in this kinda stuff before. He told her,  just 10 mins. Gives the guy the money and sit's down. The guy says, I don't want to tell you. Come on you have to tell me. No! back and forth it went. Fortune tell er finally relents. You will be dead in 6 mos. He was a white collar guy and loved golf. Out on the links he has a heart.attack. Dead. It was almost 6 mos , since the trip. I don't know if he had himself checked out by a doctor when he got back. If he didn't that was a big fail. You can do something with a warning. That itch to talk to the fortune teller was his wakeup call.  I made sure I travelled when I was young, I'm glad I did.

    I used to stop at a burito stand that was close to my house. I liked her burritos alot. I'd always converse with her. She had the gift too. Pregnant women would want to know, is it a boy or girl. As far as I know, she didn't miss. She said a doctor  once told her, she may not survive the career. She went home and said oh yes I will and she did. I did a visualisation technique with her. I guided her as she shut her eyes. From the experience she was told that her future time was about 10 yrs. In the experience she told them, I will beat it like before, they said not this time. Her sister asked her why don't you bring up, how I'm going to donate this organ to you if you need it. She did not give her sister the answer. Don't know what happened after that.

    Jeane Dixon was another famous soothsayer. I like her. She had a fairly good track record. She was good about predicting the near future. The far future can change due to man's free will. A lot of her friends and aquaintences would come to her for advice. Those who heeded it were very thankfull. You can do this for yourself by working with spirit directly. You don't need the so called gift.

5/14/2020 Intangible Spirit

    As I said before, it's like electricity. It's behind your walls and in your car, every day you use it, because it makes your life easier. Because it it out of sight, you take it for granted. It does so many jobs for you. Those who got a shock from it, can attest to it's validity, as I have done, not pleasant. Air also, can't see it or taste it, but you know it's there because you can see it's affect on things. Same with spirit, it's an invisible carrier of your wants and dreams. It is the way that God communicates with you. You recognise this when you allow yourself to see how it can affect you. If you want to run your blender you flip the wall switch, or drive your car turn the key. See how spirit works by testing it. Present it with a querry you might have in the morning and look for the answer during your day. Keep a small note pad with you to record anything you think is viable. The answer can come anytime even in a dream. Once you have imprinted spirit with your querry, your answer will be on it's way. How long... only spirit knows.

    Gal I knew had a decision to make on a business decision. Should she go with this guy or forget it. She used 2 symbols, 1 a bird for affirmation and an elephant for a no go. About the third day, she's affixing stamps to letters when she looks at the envelope there's an elephant staring back at her. Then she remembered her yes and no answer for spirit to use. Business decision cancelled. That's total trust.

    One day I needed a quick decision on wheather to go on a long trip or not, time was running out. My symbol was 2 solid blue cars, back to back, would pass by my house. Three minutes later 2 solid blue cars go by, back to back. Left for the trip and so glad I did it! Thanks spirit.

    Spirit can chime in even if you don't have a question. Another gal would notice empty oil bottles around, that went on for 2 weeks. Next time getting gas she has guy check the oil, she was down 2 quarts.

    To me spirit equals best friend 24/7. The goal is to devolp that trust and then there's no telling what your life can become. Definetly, more happiness less fear. Even exuberance. If your reading this,  now is the time. To see for yourself.

5/13/2020. The Little Things

    Or little nudges.  I had this old loose leaf binder I liked, but the rings inside no longer fitted nice together,  with that familiar snap. I tried to manhandle them into fitting together, total failure. Then I get in my head, hit the tops of the rings. I find my hammer, and strike the two half rings that are close together, the rings meet perfectly, then the second rings and third rings. Good as new. Thanks spirit! I didn't ask for help, it just came out of the blue.

    It's February, I'm heading to a class. Coming down a small hill, I gently touch the brakes no grip. Stop sign ahead and its a busy intersection, so I quick steer the truck into a snow bank directly to my right, that worked. Now to dig myself out, with a small shovel I had in bed of pickup. This is going to take awhile. I'm working 5 min, when I say could use a little help here. No sooner than I ask, a guy runs to me can I help? Thank you! The only thing I have to offer him is a dust pan. He takes it and sets to work. Ten minutes later I'm free. Thank you dude and spirit! Got to class on time.

    Before I knew about spirit, spirit used me. Back then to make a call you used a pay phone. For some reason I left my wallet on top of the phone. The phone had a silver rectangular box around it. Half way back to work I realize I left the wallet there, hurry back. Theres a girl there, I saw her before I left the area, the first time. My wallet is where I left it. The gaI is a crying mess. What's wrong, she said she had fight with boyfriend, she had no money and no one to turn to. I said what about her parents? She said they were not an option, what a shame I say. I tell her I will drive you back to your place, fifteen min away. It felt good to be of service.

    Another friend of mine was complaining about her mortgage. I said I'll get you another one at a better rate. Which I did. Six months later, she didn't like that the mortgage company would sell her mortgage to another company. After hanging up on the company because they were rude to her. She said out loud I'm not going to take this. Then words form in her head, get a home equity loan and she did. Worked out perfect. She had beginning alzheimers. She said she would have never thought of it. Spirit helped her out. But it was her saying, I'm not going to take it, that got the ball rolling.

5/10/2020. What Goes Around Comes Around

    I was about to find out what those words really meant .... the hard way!

    Some people call it karma, one word instead of using five words. Karma is not necessarily bad, it can be good also. Here's an example , say your on the road and you cut someone off, deliberate or accidentally, what you did will happen to you, in one form or another. It may happen that day or the next day or next week,next month or even next year. Sometimes on the highway I see people get it back fairly quickly. When I see people trying to merge, I let them in, many many times when I need to merge,I always can due to others civility.  Return to them a wave gesture, it makes them feel good, it dosen't cost anything to be Kind! When you feel that you were wronged, send that person a blessing, wish them future good in their life. It does have an affect.They say by burning(living it) karma you can proceed more quickly along the path of life. Sounded good to me, I'm all in. I used my imagination, I visualized a locamotive and I'm in the driver seat, my hand on the lever, it's way to the left. I'm moving at a nice leisurely pace and all is tranquill, I move that lever midway, now I'm moving at a pretty good clip. Then I get a brilliant idea, let her rip, all the way to the right we go. I just sped up my karma, you big dope, now you did it.

    Two days later, my girlfriend anounces she's moving away. What the! Soon after that my friend, who I was going into business with goes over the deap end. Me and him worked months to secure financing for our project. The check came in the mail 100,000 dollars. We were on our way to making a whole lot of money. Unbenowst to me, he moved into a hotel downtown using his credit cards left and right. He now saw himself as a big time promoter. I visited him in his hotel room, Evan wtf are you doing. He said he had a plan to make way more money.  Earlier, he had given me a book to read, called the Art of the Deal. I read the book that week. I guess he saw himself as Donald Trump. I came to give Evan his book back, he took it and said just you wait and see, were going to meet Trump. I said yeah right. In the mean time, Evan's putting people together and networking, holding brunches at the hotel for his guests. And these people are set to hand over money to him, to get his venture off the ground. People were coming out of the woodwork.  Amazing, Evan was a king maker. He also was in a manic state. Problem was, he was always 4 steps ahead of himself.  He never completed step 1 before moving to 2. If he could have done that, he would have been a millionaire in less than a year. He put so many people together in such a short period of time.

    It's midnight, phone rings it's Evan can you pick me up. Where are you, at a 7/11 (convience store) somewhere. He took rt 10 south. He said it was real dark there. Last thing I wanted to do was go get him. Eh ... what the hell, I'll give it a try.  No cell phones back then. The night is inky alright. I'm heading south and I don't know where to turn right, I said I'll try this exit. Travel 3 miles, just dark trees no street lamps. There's a store up on the left Iit up like a roman candle. Lo and behold it's a 7/11. No way! But theres no Evan. I go inside and say, hey you see a guy wearing a cowboy hat?  Sure did, he was trying to get a limo to pick him up, only limos allowed use of a credit card. The cashier said 5 min after he hung up phone, a huge, huge limo pulls into parking lot. Evan goes over to him and says to him, where you headed? To Atlantic City, I'm Trumps driver. If you want to come, it's free. Evan gets in. Unbelievable! I go home. I didn't find out the Trump part till the next day. Evan says that's how were going to meet Trump, I'm going to say I found the Art of the Deal book in your limo and I personally want to return it to you. In less than a week he was well on his way to meeting Trump. Didn't happen though. Evan was driving that train right toward the brick wall, me the conductor waving to him to slow it down. He was deaf to my beseachments.

    Another phone call from Evan, I'm in jail. What! Yep, can you bail me out, maybe I say. I ask my pop for the money. Pay the bail. Evan developed some enemies back at the hotel. I guess his networking was a little frowned upon by management. They were getting paid though. Evan was nearing his hotel room one day when 2 guys round the corner, there he is, they bull rush him. At the last minute Evan drops real low, those 2 guys go flying. The hotel wanted him out, Evan says No I'm paid up for the week. They call the cops on him. Evan protests as cops drag him off,  I'm paid up, it ain't right! Evan is so livid, he makes his one call to me, then he wants another call, they say no. Evan is not a happy camper, put in jail unjustly. Evan was ranting, the sole cop would tell him to shut up. Evan didn't stop, the cop took his frustration out on Evan namely fisticuffs. I bailed Evan out, he went back to where he was comfortable, an easy chair and a bottle of vodka. Evan a great guy when sober not so much when drunk. I had a buddy rent one of his rooms.

    I bought a 78 Buick Skylark, the guy told me it ran for over 50 miles with no oil. Since that time it didn't run right. I had problems with the car stalling out, it went on like that for a couple days. I got a new gas filter for it bigger than the old one .made of hard plastic. I had to cut the metal gas line to get it in. Job done. I saw metal gas tube on car fender and I turn it upside down and tap the car fender, lifting the tube up, there is a perfect pyramid of rust particles glinting in the sunlight. It was a rust problem. Not any injury from a lack of oil. Took it out on road, ran like a sport car. Very happy. Fun to drive. I was going to make it better so I bought  an oil pump kit, there were 4 colored springs in it. I read directions, it said use the yellow spring for my make and model. Put it together, no oil pressure. Did it 3 times same result. I get it towed to mechanic. Pick it up, got oil pressure back. The mechanic took it apart and did what I did, used the yellow spring, no oil pressure. He tried green one, nope, red one, nope, blue one got oil pressure. Mechanic was smarter than me. Paid the guy 130.00. Took it for test run, to Evan house. Everything ok there, considering. Evan still drinking.  It's dusk, head back home, 8 min from Evan's house a woman is taking too long to make a left into her driveway. There was a big patch of a macadam off to the right, I pass her on the right bam too late for the brake, my head hits the headliner, I'm ok. Ah cannot say that for the car though. So I gave the mechanic 130 dollars around 2 pm and totaled it 9pm. Damn. At the last second I saw the manhole cover, it caught the oil pan and drove it into the transmission case. Not a good night. The paving contractor didn't place a caution sign at the unfinished area around man hole cover. Idiot!

    Next week, I have a dream there is a parade of ugly clowns and one of them is a brother to Larry who I had rented Evans spare bedroom. Had to get to Evans house to see what's what. I get into my last truck, a 66 F100(Ford) pickup. I'm nearing Evan's house, this time I take a pararell street to the one I had an accident on. The road is closed off to the intersection up a head, there's a Japanese Restraunt on my right. I'm going to cut through their off hour parking lot. There's a garbage truck stopped at the approach ramp to the parking lot. It's early morning beautifulI blue fall day. He is parked on an angle, I have to wait on street till he clears the entrance, so I can make my right hand turn into lot. I'm blaring my horn as he hits me head on! I watch my hood crumble like and old tin can. Took out my steering. Truck finished. Two totaled vehicles in 9 days on 2 pararell roads. The garbage truck driver, said it was his first traffic accident, said he didn't see me. It was a sunny day no obstructions. Wham! This was not normal. God had bigger plans. Oh, the dream was right, Larry did have his no good theiving brother staying at the house, kicked him out.

    So in one months time I lost two relationships, had three car accidents, two of which got totaled, no collison insurance on either vehicle. Screwed up one job I was on. I was reeling. I visualized me back in train, hand on throttle putting it back to where it was. Next day things slowed down. It took me three years to recover. So please don't do what I did, let events unfold naturally without putting in your two cents. So much better and happier.

    You may say there's no such thing as karma but as for I and me,   we...... believe.

5/06/2020 Purple Reign ll

    This ford or F250, taught me quite a few lessons over  10 yrs. Four years later, I notice the truck's paint on the hood is starting to peel. I read about peeling paint problems with the ford vehicles in the past. I took it to a Ford dealer to see if they would fix it. The next day, I got the answer and the answer was no. So I thought to myself eh I'll try somewhere else. And the next week I did. I got a different answer here after a couple days. Yes we'll do it, no charge to me. I talked to an employee, who said, we send them out to get painted. It will be painted orig color. I found out the place where they were going to take it. Talked to the owner of the body shop and asked him if he would paint the truck with my paint, he said no problem. He said a quart would do it. I got a quart of air craft paint cost like 90 dollars, color a magenta with metalic flakes. Got the truck back, boy was it bright. I thought I made a mistake with the color. After 2 weeks I got accustomed to it. That paint wore like iron. It was emron paint.

    So picture what you want and do things to make it happen. Don't give up without some fight.

    One night, I was driving down a highway about 12:.30 am. In my mind, it says something is wrong with the truck, I check my gauges, everything is normal. I say out loud, there's nothing wrong with this truck! Wrong! I hear a click and the truck can no longer hold a gear, from 70 mph I coast over a mile to a dead stop. Eighty bucks later I'm back home. The F250 is a 3/4 ton truck, my model had 5 diff transmissions put into it. They could not be interchanged. My mechanic couldn't find one on the internet. First he sent it to a transmission shop. After 2 weeks I didn't hear anything, I went to mechanic, what gives? Tells me where transmission guy is, guy says it's there in cardboard box, little pieces of gears, he says can't fix it. I don't know why he didn't tell my mechanic. You want things done, you'll have to take the bull by the horns and do it yourself. I tell my mechanic and that's when he looks for parts in junk yards across the US via the web. A week goes by, can't find anything.

    I head home thinking, I'm going to find this damn blasted trainy if it's the last thing I do. That was box number one...... check mark. Box 2 up next, need more info. I knew there was a little brochure sold in the convince stores that catered to selling of used trucks and parts. In my haste,  I grab the car version of vehicles and parts, it is when I get home, that I realize my mistake. Just great, didn't need that. A couple days earlier I found out about my trainy. Of the 5 Trainies, there were three ford and two Mazda, mine was one of the Mazdas. I jotted down the long part number. There were only two places I could get it Atlanta and Chicago. Brand spanking new, cost a little over 3000 dollars. Say what!  I had 500 bucks max for that trainy. I had my model and serial number writ down and started to call junk yards that I found in the car brochure. I got alot of nos. one guy I called was busy, the phone line, called again, same thing. Before I made my 5 th call, I said this is the last time I'm calling this guy.  Ring Ring at least there's no busy signal. Hello, finally! Yes, do you have a Mazda trainy with blah blah(numbers) . Yes I do he says. I proceed to drop dead. How much says I, holding my breath... 500 bucks says he. No way says I, Way he says. He said it just came in yesterday. Noo I says. Yeah the kid wrapped it around a telephone pole. Do not sell it, I'm coming tomorrow morn with the cash, which was almost all my money. The auto yard was in the next state over. When I neared the place, I saw a very small sign welcome to blank blank the same town I grew up in but a different state. Took the transmission over to my mechanic, he looked at it, how did you do it? I didn't, Spirit did it with my help. I kept getting delayed, because the transmission wasn't available yet.

    Spirit was setting things up for my miracle. There were far fewer F250s made than the more popular 150s. Plus I could only use 1 of the fi've trucks. The odds were astronomical against me, but not for spirit. I was use to automatic trucks at the time, to check the trainy fluid you would check the dip stick. The truck I had was manual transmission, no dipstick. To check my transmission, I would have to crawl under truck, remove a small bolt and stick my finger in, if I didn't feel liquid, it was time to add fluid. I had no clue. So my old transmission ran out of oil and the smaller gear failed which took out the other gears, just like a handgrenade. Reading the owners manual would have helped, but then I would have missed my big miracle, thank you spirit.

5/ O4/2020 Purple Reign

    It was moving day in August. Nice and hot. I got my good friends to help with the two day move. A lot of books and tool stuff, a lot of back and forth, each trip took two hours. After two days of their help and one day of my own, it was, back to work.

    When I got to the job site, I told my helper Greg what needed to be done. Then jumped in truck and headed for the hardware store. I'm 500 ft down the road when a big car from the left ignores a stop sign, we meet loudly in the intersection. My vehicle pushed him up a road sign pole. My friend Greg comes running up the street, saying I knew it was you. Greg and I sat way off to the sigde. Theres gas leaking under my truck. The guy who comes out of the wrecked car, is ok, but he's smoking a cigarette. I tell him to put it out, he doesn't. I tell him  3 times, still doesn't. A cop heres me telling him, I leave to a nearby yard with Greg, incase he blows up the place. As the cigarette guy walks around the cop is his shaddow trying to get him to put it out. Eventually he puts it out. Then the wrecker guy comes, tells my truck is totaled. He drags it away. The second tow truck is backing up to the rear of the car, that's when cigarette guy decides to get something from his trunk. The tow driver slams his brake not to hit him. The dude removes his things from trunk not realizing he was heading for a pedestrian accident. Lucky for me, the dude just signed his insurance contract 2 hrs before. Got some money but way way short of a replacement vehicle. One day after big move kapow, Greg says looks like someone is trying to tell you something, like change occupation.

    I got an inheritance around the same time, so I had enough for a replacement. Saw a heavy duty truck with a camper on it and 4 wheel drive. Looked underunder the motor and saw some seals leaking. That night had a dream about 3 trucks for sale, 1 was the one I looked at, 2  a truck near a bar I used to go to and a 3rd truck. Around Christmas I was playing a board game with family members, when I get a nudge to head to bar area. I waited till the game was over before I left. Get to bar and there was no truck for sale. If I left when I got the nudge, I might have found it. On Craigs list I found a truck camper, for sale up north,60 miles, got there but didn't like truck. Heading back I promptly got lost, but I saw a newer truck for sale an F250, 1 year old. He wanted  12000, I offered 10,000. Had another dream he was driving his truck under the apartment. Backing up he hits a pillar. The dream let me know, he had been rough with the truck, he had it for 26000 mi. I got a cashiers check for 10 thousand. When I got there he tried to up the price, I said this was agreed on price and here's the check, he took the check. The mettalic gray truck was now mine, with two gas tanks under the truck. It was also my first truck with an air conditioner.  As I'm driving home, it begins to drizzle. I put wipers on and the knob comes off in my hand. The wipers are stuck in intermittent delay mode. The windshield is a streaky mess. I'm in stop and go traffic on a major highway. I can't get the knob back on, I have my window down. I'm getting madder by the minute, this is going on for over 15 minutes. Just great! I'm stopped at a light and just when I'm at peak mad, the car next to me. The passenger says, hey buddy want to buy a car stereo system real cheap? I say no o...' then I hold the knob out the window and say do you have one of these. He laughs says no and I laugh. The laugh lightened my mood and at next light I examined the knob more closely and saw that opening of knob was not round but had shape of the letter D, that meant it could only go on one way. Bingo, it went on, no more mess on windshield. I was so happy.

    Spirit used that dude to break my funk and my attitude changed for the better. A clearer altitude helped me solve my problem. So when we have a problem, we can fix it from a calmer perspective. So much better this way.   
This ends part one.

5/03/2020 Broom me up Scotty

    I find my self out of state one day. I come upon a guy pushing a broom in the street  He's looking for a handout. I tell him I have none to give. But I said if you're looking to improve your situation, try asking Spirit for some help. If your sincere, you will get the requested help. Spirit will send you people that will open some doors for you. He understood. I didn't have the coin but I had an idea for him. It's like whats better giving someone a fish or teaching him how to fish. People are looking for a way to make themselves safe. It can be a cruel world out there but there is a way to deal with it. I hope that sweeper was able to find himself. The mind may say don't try it's futile, it's stupid. Belief that it can be done, can save the day.

    A gal I knew was a christian, and one day she was moving to a new apartment. One problem was she had little money and no bed. She turned to Jesus and asked him for his help in getting a bed. Twenty minutes later way down the hall, she sees someone moving out. Most of the stuff is gone except the bed. What about the bed someone says, he says he has no use for it. She overheard that and says I have a use for it. Her need led to an ask, her belief in Jesus led to manifestation of said bed. It doesn't have to be Jesus. Whatever gives you peace. 

  My non religious friend found himself in a pickle. He was 100 miles from home and had no phone and his car broke down with no money too boot. He started the long walk home. As he crossed a small stone bridge he decided to peer over the rail, looking down he sees a big turtle laying on it's back in the water. That turtle was a metaphor for his predicament. He slept in the woods. The next morning he's trudging along thinking he's at the end of his rope. He calls out Louie his nickname for me I need help bad. Less than 5 min later, a car stops near him, hey dude want to make some money, I need help moving a bunch of stuff into my house. My friend got in. And eventually got home. His parents weren't much help to him. He basically grew up by himself. Spirit only cares if you want the help, no matter what you believe in. Try it out for yourself. What do you have to lose?

5/02/2020 Making the Cut

    A friend of mine calls me up, hey can you help me with some cove moulding? I tell him I never did it before. But I'll try to help. When doing baseboard its easy with a powered mitre saw. Put the mitred boards together in the corner then caulk the joint. Faster than coping, which is a way harder cut. He onced watched a TV show how to do it. This was before you tube. He didn't remember the TV show too well. Also crown moulding is expensive. We tried small pieces to see about the fit in the cieling corner. The fit was super terrible. Readjusting the mitre saw angle. Try again, no better. We must have done it 25 times. At 3.00 a foot it was way expensive. We went at it half cocked, and had the results to prove it. Eventually he used putty to fix the corners. Just terrible.

    Many years later, I had a short stint with a carpenter, we were putting up crown moulding. He showed me how to do it. You hold the moulding against the fence of the saw, the way it would be put on the wall. The moulding would be protruding away from the fence at a 45 degree angle, then you make the cut. A little caulk and wella, looks great.

    A friend of mine got me a job at a friend of his. It was to put up crown moulding. It's usually a 2 person job, but it was just going to be me. Gave her a price and set to work. Three days later, it all looked great. My first crown moulding by myself, I was happy. Then she wanted kitchen done, gave her price. Too much she said. Six months later my friend says come over to her house, I want to show you something. Ok. Get there and I see new custom cabinetry, solid wood, fitted into position, really nice. My friend found her the cabinet maker. Everything looked good except the finished crown moulding. She did it herself and it looked like the job me and my friend did over 20 yrs ago. I told my friend, it wasn't me, she didn't want to pay. Penny wise, pound foolish.

    Standing on top of others, can help us see better and get a way better result. I thank my friend for letting me see that kitchen. It helped me, see the big picture. Also spirit was behind everything.

 

5/0 1/2020 So Sad

    One thing I know for sure,  God is not looking for perfection. What we do with our lives is up to us. We can flip the switch and use Spirits help or not. Up to us. There are infinite ways that Spirit uses to let you know that it's there waiting for you to take notice. Look and Listen are your tools of the trade.

    Perfection Ehh ...  A friend of mine told me a story about a carpenter who worked on houses. He's no longer a spring chicken. Well he hired a handyman to put up some insulation over the weekend in a room he just built. He comes back Monday and freaks out about the insulation. The insulation was hung right, paper side to the inside of room. This is no bull. The old guy is upset because the makers name John Mansville, is sometimes right side up and other places upside down. Wallboard is then attached to the 2x4s to make the finished wall, hiding the insulation. This dope goes home and kills himself, because it wasn't perfect. That there is wrong thinking. Want perfection hire a robot.

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    Another topic, is don't have a kid just to have a kid. As far as I know it doesn't work out that well. My friend had a father that was a perfectionist. He redid the hardwood cabinets in the kitchen, sanded them down, stain and urethane, took him 6 months. Not a great father. His mother was worse, one day she told him she never wanted him. Imagine that. So sad. Larry had an albatross around his neck for the rest of his life. He spent his life looking for human love, not too successfull there. But he did love his job. And when you love your job you're not really working. He also learned to work with spirit.

    So if life gives you lemons learn to make lemonade. We all get lemons it's what we do with them that determines our character. I saw on TV a guy who got his feelings hurt, when another classmate made fun of his obesity.  He used that cut to motivate himself to be a body builder. He made lemonade. Good for him.