THE PRINCE, HOME

What a funny cartoon! In the month of August, I had so many questions about The Prince campervan. How to make the cooking gas work, how to connect electrically, how to drive up the steep hill in slow traffic with shifting? Where can I park it at night? August was a month of getting The Prince fixed up and the two of us, in harmony with each other. It was exhausting at times, going back and forth with paperwork, repairs, and the fear that kept creeping up about how,how,how? (a question I need never ask, instead I ask for what I want, and it is always given! and then watch for the answers!) The Prince was so patient. It sat wherever it sat, with Frog Princess at the dashboard, smiling gaily, while it waited for the next breakthrough. The Prince and Frog Princess knew that 'EVERYTHING IS ALRIGHT!'

Sometimes,I would join them in celebration of breakdowns and breakthroughs and other times I would feel closed down in fear. When I felt being in fear, worry, anxiety, I knew the thing to do was simple,,,,go to a better feeling place. (this is the work of www.Abraham-Hicks.com ) And as Esther who speaks for Abraham says, you can't expect to jump from anxiety to joy. First you must allow yourself to feel an emotion further up on the emotional scale, like anger or revenge, and after that, then you can move up into contentment and joy and all those other 'high vibrations'.

So for a while, I didn't allow myself to feel anger and disgust towards the seller of the campervan, now called 'the Prince'.
That's something I used to deny myself, is the ability to be FIRM and show ANGER with adults. I was always good with that with children. So I am now being a COMMANDER of the Jewel Project, who will show disapproval, disagreement, anger and fury, if it is ever needed. It's a useful tool, when I am aware of my emotion and not attached to it, and whenever I am angry about the 'situation' about 'injustice'.

It's a different thing to hold onto anger towards a person or people..that is destructive and nonproductive. Or to stay in a story that keeps producing anger is also unproductive.

What's so key, I feel, is to move on and release any memories, impressions of the past. And MOVE ON FAST! There's so much waiting to be given to us!

So on Friday, Sept. 1st, I went into downtown Munich to catch the train...on the way...I was in search of color and cut for my hair. I raised my hand into the air to ask the divine masters to help find the perfect place. I happened past a little whole foods shop, and walked in...and there was Manuela, with her arms wide open with a whole line of harmless hair color..with the color swatch samples!! hurray! at a cost of 11 euro..much more perfect than 40 Euro in the beauty shop. And at all the shops a haircut was 40-50 Euros, and so I went into town and there at the railway station I remembered a hair salon, where everyone speaks arabic.

And there I got a haircut for 16 euro, by a young Turkish woman. So perfect for me, being in a hair salon with the arab world..part of me is connected to that part of the world.

Trains in Germany are so convenient and so linked to local transport. I took a 1:30pm train to Gunzberg to pick up 'The Prince' from the VW repair shop. I was feeling a cloud over me..I think it was fear, from the recent past. I declared that the day would flow with ease and joy.

When I was handed the keys to the Prince, I walked out and as soon as I saw The Prince I was filled with joy! immense joy! reuniting with my beloved, my home!

Prince, Frog Princess and I sailed out of Gunzberg, back on the autobahn, to Munich. And just so you know, the autobahn seems alot tammer than 20 yrs ago. People say the price of petrol has gotten people to slow down. I kept the Prince in the right lane with all the trucks.

Exited for Munich via Passing, and came upon a detour, which detoured me! So I asked for an English speaking person to show up, and a young woman came to my van and was delighted to help. Her directions got me into Munich, where I again got off the track, by one block. Another English speaking person got me back on track, and from there I followed the trumpeted Elephant signs (Zoo) through a part of Munich,to where I recognized the turns towards Gina's. As I was driving, I said to myself, I've got to lean into this driving, the same way I do in Houston..and with activating my male aggressive I was flowing through the turns of the city.

So, I said, next thing...is study the map of Munich every day. Become familiar with areas, names of main streets, suburbs. The next day, our godmother Rosie, said, Annie I think you are going to be here a while!