Whenever an escalator to "success" ascends without you, Trish, (just "swoosh-h-h-h-h-h!" right into the sky leaving you stuck on the ground), it's always because there's another one on the way that will go even higher, with your name plastered all over it.
Not to mention a booming sound system, tripped out wheels, and fuzzy dice.
Born to run,
The Universe
As far as I can tell, Trish, worrying, about anything at all, is a pretty good indicator that one has begun thinking that their joy and prosperity will somehow hinge on pending physical events, other people, or angry green Martians.
Can you imagine?!
Phone home,
The Universe
Until I can figure out how to add this to my site you can go to
www.tut.com and sign up for messages from the universe.
Very uplifting!!
