I’m still upstate and though I always feel happy here I was feeling very sad today, mourning the loss of beginning of my studies with Centers of Light and a friend who died, and worried about my niece. I was feeling lonely and lost.
I was rushing to see a client and whizzed past my favorite vista, a view of surrounding farms. I decided to stop and meditate a moment and ask Mary and Jesus to guide me. I got the message that I’m on the right path but maybe it was the wrong time for deeper studies but to continue to ask for guidance, which I did.
I went to HomeDepot and asked for help with some things. A man was sent to me who looked like I’d imagine John the Baptist to look and sure enough his name was John. He was scruffy with a big salt and pepper beard and he loped along from department to department “guiding the way” and giving me great advice on sustainable living.
I didn’t think much about it until later when I went to a feed store to ask if anyone knew where there was a lumberyard where I could get sawdust for my compost toilets. A man was there preparing a lecture on the nesting habits of birds. He said he had plenty of sawdust and he had an hour before the presentation and lived nearby.
His name was Joseph. I followed him to his house where he had a small horse stall in back. He uses the sawdust for bedding for his three horses and filled two 30 gallon bags for me. It was not until Joseph introduced me to his wife Mary that I realized I was in Joseph and Mary’s ”manger.”
Later I had a wonderful manifestation. When we bought our land, my wife jokingly asked if we could get a goat for Christmas. She never asks for anything, especially something as impractical as a goat. If course she knew we were not going to be up here often enough to care for an animal. And we laughed about how silly an idea it was.
My client was a farm and they had a very pregnant Dwarf Goat. I asked what they do with the babies and she said basically nothing. I told her about my wife’s wish and she said we could have one of the goats when they are born. She said we could keep it on the farm and she’d care for it. So we’re getting a goat for Christmas!
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