2000-02-24-Scribbles From Lytske
Topic: Scribbles 189
Group: 11:11 Progress Group
Prayer: Dear Michael, I know that you think it a negative word, but I do despair when I sit before you, and my mind hops, skips and jumps all over the place. You tell me to have courage and persevere. This is my promise to you that I will, for I desire a greater nearness and communion with you. At least when writing on paper, I seem to concentrate better. Thank you.
Precious one, there is a grade of impatience here and a measure, that you ‘must’ do it.
Please allow room for unfoldment. Allow it to happen.
It is often not an instantaneous matter, but a soul development.
A tiny oak tree is not expected to yield a lot of acorns prematurely.
Lighten up and have fun with it. Play.