March 23, 2008
What The Easter Bunny Brought
Easter has come to represent a time of new beginnings.
Eggs are a symbol of new life, Spring is a time of new growth, and we see images of baby rabbits, ducks and chickens everywhere we look.
Of course the religious tradition of Easter revolves around new beginnings as well, so it all makes sense.
This year, the Easter Bunny brought Barry and I something special… a new beginning of our own.
We just found out we’ve created the ultimate in manifestations — a new being (who will embody an old soul, but be new to this lifetime) that has already been created, but will be born to the world in November (shortly before my own birthday).
Yes… we’re expecting a baby!
Probably the most exciting, life-changing manifestation that exists!
And just like manifesting a career, a partner, a house, a car, wealth, health, or anything else — it’s after the initial seed is planted that the gestation period kicks in, and finally what you’ve created appears.
It never appears right away — because it needs time to develop, and for you to be ready for it, while it gets ready for you.
Funny how we all accept that when it comes to pregnancy… and yet we’re impatient when manifesting anything else on the above list.
Maybe we need to think of all our manifestations as babies, so we give them the patience, love and understanding they deserve.
Happy Easter!
Keep Unwrapping the Mysteries of Life!
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Barry put the cardboard piece on the floor in the dining room… and Jupiter immediately decided that it was a good place to hang out.
Yesterday Barry and I went to Medford… I had an appointment at the LASIK center (my eyes have now healed, but while the vision in my left is perfect, the vision in my right has gone back to where it used to be when I wore contacts — that’s good because it’s better than it has been the past month, and because I still have some contact lenses that I can wear while I wait another two months to get a LASIK touch-up!)
So yesterday afternoon we were playing roulette at the Circus Circus Reno casino when a girl walked up to the table with a big bear that she had won upstairs.
What does it take to make a life-long dog lover, who has always disliked cats, into a bona fide cat lover?

This morning Bear gave me a stuffed Monkster… Funny, I usually call him “Barry” when I write about him, but it’s always just “Bear” when we’re talking.





