You're not telling your story to document the facts. You're telling your story to get in the feeling place you want to be.
I did my best to know what that meant, and I did—on even more than an intellectual level. Still . . . it seemed foreign, until just a few minutes ago! :D
I first just want to say this: Thank you, so much, for being interested in all these techniques to raise our vibrations and for the warmth I've received while playing here, at PI. :O)
So, I was watering the lawn and thinking about some reason why my sister might decide to go on a rampage against me, when it occurred to me I could look at this differently. Since it hadn't happened "yet," I had no proof that it would happen. And, if it did, why couldn't it be with some kind of caring motive?
There was no one to contradict such an assumption in me. And, even if my sister herself said something that contradicted this, I could always tell myself she was just embarrassed about her kind motive and was covering up with a little bluster. And, I didn't care whether that was the fact or not, since there was no way to know for sure, either way, and this way I kept my poise, which is what's important to me. I'd maintain my connection to Source.
That's when it occurred to me that this was not the first time I had felt such a bias toward a feeling place in telling a story. Yes, I write fiction, but I also meant this in a folk way. My "tribe" held this bias in certain situations. And, by tribe, I pretty much mean my civilization.
Think about what happens when you tell a ghost story. You have no reason, in most cases, to believe the story actually happened. And, you KNOW some of the atmospheric details you're adding, you've never heard anyone else add. Fact is, if you see someone starting to shiver when you mention a "drip, drip, drip," those words are doomed to become a refrain throughout the story. After all, they evoke the mood you're after.
Same with a fairy tale. If you're telling one to a little child and her eyes suddenly open to the size of a couple of silver dollars, you definitely know you're on the right track, and you keep doing whatever elicits that reaction. What's real to you if a police officer asks what someone you saw earlier in the day looked like is NOT what's real when you're sharing a fairy tale.
It's like the newspaper editorial said: "Yes, Virginia. There really is a Santa Clause." And, the reason why is because we're talking about spiritual things.
We can argue about whether ghosts are spirits or just leftover habits running their course. However, they capture our imagination to the degree that we suspect that they are spirits or have to do with the spiritual dimension. Same with fairies. And, same with events that dramatize the wonders of the human spirit. So, yes, the spirit within us that seeks to add wonder and demonstrate love in the world means that there really is a Santa Clause—in the feeling place, within us.
We know this, already. The trick is to remember that we can apply that knowledge and sometime habit during the supposedly mundane parts of our lives. To the places where the human spirit somehow isn't supposed to belong.
But, we are always spiritual beings, even when having a physical experience.
I'm so excited to have put two and two together, like this! Couldn't have been during a more mundane activity, either! Hahaha! ;O)
Maybe this'll help nudge others toward that inner discovery. Maybe it'll supply a means, for those ready for it. A means will obviously always occur, when one is ready. I mean, if a garden hose and a patch of grass could somehow "remind" me of this—well, what couldn't?
So, at the end of the day, I guess I'm just writing this to celebrate. & I'm glad I've got friends here to celebrate with me. :O)
Sunshine & Blessings,