Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Waking up Feeling so Stressed and in Pain

I totally realize so much a part of my serious pain, the type when I vomit, is due to financial worries as well.  I laid in bed all night worrying about how I am going to manifest the money to move out, and move into this apartment I found.  My goal was to put out to the Universe what I wanted, and allow the Universe to show me "how".  The how we do not have to worry about, supposedly, and what we focus on and create should just happen! Ha, I know, it is a lot to believe 100%.  I start on that path of believing, and then seems like I detour here and there.  But to be in the state of worry and fear, I know will stop the flow of source energy running through me, and will bring me what I want due to the power of attraction.  No, I want this apartment, I need to have a home to call my own now, not another month or two away.  That is why I started this because I can not accept living this way, in a room with not even my own bed or furniture in it.  Yes, I want my own home, and the Universe will provide it for me.  
I grabbed some ice and laid back in bed and put the ice pack on my neck, even though heat always sounds better!  The ice seems to calm my pain down somewhat when it is this bad, and relaxes the muscles.  
I called two of my brothers that offered to buy a mobile home for me to live in in November, to see if they could lend me the money for the security deposit and realtor fee for the apartment.  Both of them said no.  Well actually the one said he had no more money left as business isn't doing so well and he just spent money on his house.  The other one never gave me an answer, and when I called him back to check in, he ignored my call and never phoned me back!  
My two other brothers who barely have the money, but always seem to be there for me offered to help!  And I cried, receiving the love.  Living like this has been horrible, I can not even see a reason to live having to live this way.  With the pain in my body, and not even my own bed, boy I really did it to myself this time.  I suppose I needed this terrible contrast to see what I truly wanted and needed, my own home. Not living with my brother, or anyone else.   But me, by myself, and loving it for now.   

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