Something woke me at 2:46 am; I groaned. Please let us not be starting this again. Why did messages have to come now? When I was really getting into some good sleep, probably on the third version of some dream that would have me trying to decipher come morning?
I heard, “Universal Forces are not deaf.”
Well they surely were not referring to me since I heard the message loud and clear — so loudly that I was awakened, no pun intended. My humour mill is nor turned on this early in the fore morning.
Was I to share? Were they talking to only me? I admit that a time or two or three, I have accused them of not listening, we all have; when that thing was not coming fast enough, or when it came in drips that would make a coffee maker look like a hundred meter sprinter, we complain.
Is there Anyone, or Anyones, God, Source, whoever? Can’t you hear my pleas for this, that or the other? If so, why have I been waiting what seems like three lifetimes?
And the response is that the Forces are not deaf. They heard you, they heard the millionth version of your desire and have long since lined it up for you.
But have you been reaching for it? Have you been doing the energy work? Or have you, like me, been sitting on the side with your cup, feeling sorry for yourself and expecting it to be filled with blessings?
We line up when we get quiet, even if for a little while amidst our rush to keep busy. Quiet for you may be different for me. You find quietude in gardening, or walking, or knitting, or just sitting down and daydreaming, allowing your thoughts, dreams, and desires to gather and take on a life of their own. You already see the manifestation in energy form — just that one last inch of moving closer to full alignment.
The process is as long or as short as we allow it since we have the control
And then magic happens, or some believe it’s magic, not knowing of our work, not knowing of the energy spent to get to that place, and staying there for as long as we could.
The process is as long or as short as we allow it since we have the control. We get to decide whether to let the blessings in or not; whether to keep shouting into the void that we are not being heard or to listen for answers in the stillness. It is always up to us.
Maybe this message was just for me, but I have this feeling it was for you as well. Someone needed to read this piece and be reassured that requests are being received and processed.
Many have said that I take a very simplistic view to things like these. There must be more to it; nothing can be this real and this simple. And why not? Who said so? My stories, not having words that you need two dictionaries and a Ph.D. to interpret does not negate their message.
So, you have been heard and when that moment arrives, you may hear yourself saying, “I didn’t know you heard me.”
And the Forces will answer, “Yes we did”
I. Trudie Palmer
One Love