Prologue

Why does anybody care about the way I see the world? It came up in my mind like a heavy set man apparent in the check out line. Impatient, although he had just gotten there.

My mind was calm, like the line, until he demanded with his obtrusively large body to be seen.

Because you have been led here, they told me. Because your angels keep telling you that it is one step at a time, that it is dedication to achieve long term and short term goals. They are here with me if I need help and support. Number 343.

A man sat across the library helping a girl with math as I settled into the unnaturally busy space on a Saturday morning. My fascination with numerology made me incapable of ignoring the constant whizz of numbers from his mouth. As he said 343 over and over again, getting louder and louder, to emphasize his point.

I was trying to define the theme of what I would write to you and what it is I will present to editors. It was hard, each theme slightly different, making the composition of what I had to say and the lense that you will view my work through slightly different yet distinct. Fear, my old familiar friend, hassled me in my worry that I wouldn’t get it just right. For you. Because this is for you.

My rendevu with the divine led to a short spur of looking at my horoscope leading to looking out the window at families going by and a sharper focus and determination for my work. I am a spring of intuitive information, but again why do any of you care? Why do any of you want to see the world how I see the world? I don’t have a good answer, except for the fact that I feel that I am here to write this book. That fact that I keep getting signs all over the place from the divine to not give up and to achieve steadily, these goals of mine.

I am like you, or many I perceive, who have finally found a way of accepting themselves. I accept myself more and more everyday. Before, it wasn’t like that. I will tell you more about before, but I am most concerned with the now that I now have, the now that I want for you.

Everywhere I go, I’m concerned with driving down the street and seeing my favorite numbers.  4774 goes by on a license plate. You’re doing a good job, spirit tells me, congratulations. 8448, don’t give up, good is on its way to you. 824, you are right for thinking that good is on its way to you because of all the hard work you have put into everything and your dedication and heart, good is soon on its way into your life.

When I’m thinking about how I’ve wasted too much time and my eyes flick to something that says ‘on time’. The little signs that, everyday, are all over the place in my life that keep me positive and on track. Spirit, if you let it, can play such an integral part our lives.

Last night when I was asking my angel cards what else I needed to do for my book before I brought it to an editor.

The fool. 0. Go forth unhindered. A belief in what you do not know. What might seem unlikely or arduous to others.  You are ready, go for it.

All that, in knowing, that this is what I’m meant to do. This is what I’m meant to say. That is why I feel confident enough to write this book for you. Spirit is guiding me every step of the way. Spirit helped me through my hardest of days.

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