by Paula Dezzutti Hewlette
I am whimsically amused at how quickly the gap narrows from when I announce my desires into the universe to when they actually show up. I haven’t quite figured out the entire logarithmic relationship between the thought and the actual manifestation of the desire in its entirety, but I am becoming acutely aware that it is only me who slows down the progression. No matter how I analyze it, the result is always the same. What I think about, I bring about….and what I think about with passion, I bring about sooner!!!!! I owe my understanding of this to my dad!
Like many of us, my dad has passed, but his impact on me is still profound! Most of the father’s day cards I’ve read start out by profusely thanking dad for all that he has always done, and said, and how he was always there to bail you out of a jam. Dads are acknowledged for always having the “right words to say” and “always saying the right words”. As I read thru all those cards, I hit me like a ton of bricks, that my comfort from my dad never came from the things he SAID, but from the things he DIDN’T SAY! And I’d like to thank him for all those years of NOT SAYING ANYTHING!!!
Dad didn’t say, “Go ask your mother!” He listened to me as if he was my mother. He wasn’t too busy or caught off guard or uncomfortable listening to anything I had to say. He had this magical way of always being there whenever you turned around. As a kid, I actually thought my dad didn’t work. He was there when I woke up and he was there when I went to sleep. It wasn’t until I got into my working years that I made the connection of “third shift”.
Dad didn’t say, “I’m too tired!” Hence my reinforcement in thinking he needed no sleep. Now that I think about it, perhaps it’s because my energy level is as high as his is and so I was exhausted by the end of the day. But I have always admired his strength and somehow developed this attitude of, “You can always relax when you’re dead!” I so appreciate that! Now more than ever!
Dad didn’t say, “We don’t have the money!” I did think money grew on trees! And the amazing thing was, it taught me to be more conscious of how easily it transferred form. I wasn’t afraid of how money worked. I wasn’t afraid to save or invest or take risks by giving up the control of the money. I literally thought they just mailed it to him or something. Because of his magic I thought we were rich! I even somehow felt ashamed that I had way more than I needed. He gave me the gift of blessings beyond compare.
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