Whew

What a week. My mother shocked me by taking me to the mall to update my professional wardrobe. I have recommitted myself to finishing whatever I start. These ideas come to me for a reason and I must follow through. I had a good day at the tables. Ate free food. Left good tip. It was a good day. I even got paid for doing a job. I was able to get a few things Timothy needed. I am very thankful. Something that I learned today about asking the Universe for anything. Ask. Let it go. Be specific. It had been on my mind for the longest to figure out what/how I asked in the past to have my desire to manifest. The key is to ask knowing that it is already yours. To be able to put aside the fear of not getting that you desire. It seems simple yet it is hard to reach that place or point. Many times our family backgrounds have instilled in us the idea that we must do to achieve. The truth is we must do in accordance to that we wish to achieve. What that means is we must be ready to receive our desire.

Example: a migrant worker desires to be a surgeon. Rather than hold the fear of not being a surgeon, he holds the vision of being a surgeon. He continues with his everyday life. He is out and about. He recognizes the opportunities that will aid him in becoming a surgeon. Even the most challenging of events only serve to make him better appreciate his opportunity.
Another way to tell this story is the Bible's story of the bridesmaids waiting for the groom. They all knew he would come but only some where prepared.

Today was my most valuable lesson in how to pray for results. All these years I have been hitting and missing. I has read the principle many times before. I gas even taken classes. What I had not done was come to understand on a heart level. I am blessed. I am thankful for my lesson in prayer.

I do know I am ready to move. My brother came home around 2:30 AM. He awaken me. It is 4:58 AM as I type this blog post. I am ready to move. I am tired of my brother's and younger cousin's behaviors that are fully supported by my mother. It is time for me to move least my son gets the wrong idea about life.


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