Just wanted to give you an update on how things are going with keeping it simple.

Most of my adult life I’ve had a vague desire to know something about my birth family (I was adopted when I was 17 days old) I’d been told a bit, knew my birth mothers name and knew I had a sister etc. Although I never felt a need to look for them I was naturally curious, especially about my sister.

Well 4 days ago I had my first contact, through facebook, with a member of that family (a cousin) It came about really by chance and sooooo easily. No work on my part.
I now know exactly what it means to let the Universe deliver to you rather than try to make it happen. I couldn’t have done this myself with the ease and grace that the Universe has. This is actually HUGE !!!!!!!!

I am inspired even more to let go and keep it simple and an added bonus in all this is that I am so excited and feeling great about whats happened that I haven’t thought about the other ‘big’ desires I have !!! So ….no thought= no resistance. Guess they’ll be showing up soon too

Well that’s about it for now but I will let you know when the next exciting thing happens to me again.

Oh and one last thing, I don’t have one sister…….I have THREE

Loads of love and sparkles,
Susan

You’re welcome to borrow Zippity and Doodah (think of them as little pixies with those multi-color beanie hats with the pinwheels on top anytime you want.

ps: Zippity and Doodah …only you Ande, only you. LOVE your sense of fun and adventure and lightheartedness!!
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I came off two really lousy relationships in the mid-part of 2000. Before that, my first marriage had been mostly good, but my first husband HAD to have kids, and I had the courage to stay true to my desire not to have them (not that I don’t like them, I just didn’t want to raise any). I got into the next 2 relationships because I really wanted to be in a marriage and I was flailing around taking very unaligned action. So after the last yucky experienced, I decided to get clear about what I wanted. I’d just started really getting into reading about the law of attraction, so I decided to line up with the feelings I expected to have when I was married to the man I wanted to be married to.

So the first thing I did was make that list of all the qualities I could think of that I wanted in a man. To make the list, I thought of every quality I’d liked in men I’d been with and every quality I’d hated in those men. I turned the hated ones into their positive opposite and added those to the positive qualities I’d encountered. Then I brainstormed every other quality I’d always dreamed of having in a man but never experienced. I came up with a list of 116 qualities. I put the list in a box that I call a desire heater and forgot about it.

The next thing I did was marry myself. I decided that if what I wanted was have someone who loved and adored me and was committed to my happiness and who promised to stand by me and encourage me etc, I’d better be able to do that for myself first. So I wrote the kind of vows I wanted a man to make to me, and I wrote the vow to myself. I bought a small gold ring, and I had a candlelight ceremony on my back deck, with just my dog (at the time), Muggins, and all the birds and raccoons and other critters in my backyard as witnesses. Very Snow White and Seven Dwarfish scene. I said the vows, put the ring on my hand and drank a toast to me and my relationship with me.

Then I “went on a honeymoon.” Not really. What I did was spend a couple weeks doing things I loved doing with a partner. I took a drives to my favorite places. I went on picnics, rented romantic movies, had candlelight dinners, took long, sensual baths, and not to get too personal but had the sexual releases I want too (did you ever watch the sitcom, Home Improvement? There’s a scene in it where they buy a jetted tub with a setting that the character called “who needs a man?”). Basically, I had the kind of romantic, loving, supporting, fun relationship with me that I wanted to have with a man.

So then I settled into normal living, but always treating myself the way I wanted to be treated. AND I also held that awareness everyday that I was meant to be married and the right person was there and I didn’t know when I’d encounter him, but I knew I would. Because I felt this way, it never occurred to look around and say, “So where is he?”

So 4 months after I married myself, I had this dream about a guy I dated briefly when I was 18–Tim. We’d lost touch in 1979, but I’d never forgotten him because he was so sweet. When I dreamed about him, I had a whim to look him up in our yearbook. I did that, got his last name spelled right and then followed a whim to go looking for him. I tried to find him online and couldn’t, so I turned it over to my “Spiritual runners,” who I call Zippity and Doodah, and I told them to find Tim if it was right. I then followed a whim to sign up at classmates.com. Tim wasn’t signed up–which wasn’t surprising–we had over 750 people in our graduating class. Then I went about my business. Two weeks later, I got an e-mail from classmates.com that new people had been added to my class and I looked and Tim was one of them. So I emailed him, and he replied 3 days later, and his e-mail started with “Hello Beautiful.” He ended up moving here to be with me and arrived a month to the day after he answered my e-mail.