Think about what happens when you get really hungry. For a while, all you can focus on is the need to eat. You postpone all sorts of other plans. You prioritise your appetite. Then, just a few moments after you have taken care of that need, you feel fine again. You can't even really remember what all the fuss was about. Do you then begin to think, 'I shouldn't have bothered, what a lot of silly fuss I made?' Of course not. You did what you did because it had to be done. Stop looking back. It is time to look forward now.with the image of a beached boat. Sometimes, you see such vessels on the sea shore. They look a bit strange and pointless as they lie with their hulls exposed. But when the tide comes rolling back in, it's a different story. Once it gets past a certain depth, they rapidly start to float and right themselves. Suddenly, these craft that were going nowhere, are ready to go anywhere. Indeed, woe betide anyone who tries to stop them. Just such a sea change is coming to you soon.eyebrows and think, 'Oh, that it's always being funny.'
 You wouldn't rob a bank, no matter who told you to do it. Unless, perhaps, you met a bank robber. What if he (or she) put a gun to your head and said, 'If you don't rob this bank, I'll shoot'? Then you would take them seriously. But can it ever be right to use pressure, no matter how extreme, as an excuse for bad behaviour? Question today's apparently compelling reason to act.You are aware of the fact that something is not good enough. But is that a fact? What exactly now fails to live up to your expectation? And might it be those expectations themselves that are somehow inadequate? It is particularly important to ask yourself questions of this nature if you are inclined to believe that there is little or nothing you can do to improve a situation. Perhaps it simply doesn't need as much improving as you are inclined to think.
A little acceptance and adjustment might go a very long way.
The experts now say that Neanderthal Men (and Woman) died out because they weren't very good at making provisions for the long-term future. Our ancestors, back down the evolutionary chain of homo sapiens, were more inclined to think, 'Oh, what am I going to do if this happens or that goes wrong?' They refined the art of strategy. And in the process, they ended up with a wildly over-developed capacity to worry. What do you need your appendix for? You don't need your anxiety either, today, for the same reason.If you are wondering where your guardian angel has gone, allow me to enlighten you. There has been a union meeting. Angels from all over the world have gathered to debate the many problematic issues that they face and to see what steps can be taken to rectify these. They are not concerned about working fewer hours for better pay. They simply want greater recognition. They feel they are being taken for granted. Yours in particular does. Show some gratitude this time. You will be amazed by how much help you get.
 Now, let me help you to feel that gratitude and get the assistance you need.How do you tell the difference between the voice of fear and the voice of intuition?' I remember raising this question in my daily introduction some while ago and it gave rise to a lot of letters. I still think the easiest way to make a distinction is to ask yourself whether that voice is fearful. If it is, then it simply isn't the voice of intuition! Even when we intuitively sense something of which we ought to be fearful, the tone of the message takes the form of strong concern; never worry or anxiety. Ignore whatever is unnerving you today.have vivid memories too, of them bringing forth doves from silk handkerchiefs. Indeed, when I was really small, I rather imagined that this was where such birds actually came from. I think many of my peers and contemporaries did, too. Imagine applying for a job at an aviary. 'Okay, you can go and work with the doves.' 'Great, where are the handkerchiefs?' The magic that's possible for you today, is more subtle - but no less powerfully.
When our lives are too empty, we are bored and listless. We strongly need to feel we've got something to do and somewhere to go. But if our agenda gets a little too full, we become stressed and restless. 'I need to be here, then there, then somewhere else and I must do this, that and the other on the way. How am I going to manage that?' So there. There you have it. One more reason why the middle path is best. What have you got too much of and what is there not enough of in your life? A simple balancing act may be required.
Does the wisdom of your heart, show you how to play your part?' So asked the late great Kevin Ayers in his song, All This Crazy Gift of Time. Though he had fewer fans and followers than he deserved, those who came across his work, were appreciative. To them, there was nobody else quite like him. I've chosen to share some of his words with you this week because I can see that you are going through a phase during which you are feeling inclined to doubt some of your own dearest dreams. Don't do that. But do let me help you to realise your dream -When trouble comes knocking, which door does it knock on? The very same one that opportunity uses. Does it knock in a different rhythm? Does it even hammer more heavily? Alas not. There is really no way to tell whether you've got trouble or opportunity, until you open the door and take a good look at what's standing on the other side of it. What's more, trouble and opportunity are a notorious pair of cross-dressers. They often disguise themselves as each other. Be cautious when heeding today's call but heed it anyhow.When theologians gather together to confer, it is often suggested that they spend their time discussing how many angels can dance on the head of a pin. I mention this now because I think it sheds light on the conversation we were having yesterday about the relative size of angels and fairies. If any angels at all can dance on a pin then, unless the pin is enormous, those angels must be pretty small. Indulge as many dreams as you wish today, but don't get lost in theoretical conversations that actually lead nowhere.