I’m evolving!

I suppose that’s good, right? I’ve been dreaming almost every night of color and different paintings. It’s like watching good television. Slowly I am being led into this new world. Can I trust it? Will it work out? The little part of me is freaking. I am reading Esther Hick’s book and will attempt to make a creation box. I have a problem with allowing. I identify this problem. I let the past’s failures cloud my vision too well! With the creation box, I put in pictures of what I want and let the Universe take care of it. I can bypass the nastiness, and my logical mind, and just receive…ahhhh. Nice.