Aloha,

When I was a young girl living in NY, Sundays were very interesting days. My father didn’t get along with my grandmother, and every Sunday my mom’s dad, brother, and her mom would come for Sunday dinner. My grandfather had a butcher shop, so he would bring over meat for the week, roasts and bacon he had smoked himself. Eventually, my father began playing his country music loudly on Sunday mornings, my mom and he would have a fight about the music, and he got to storm off so he could be with his friends. It worked for him, but that is beside the point.

One of his favorite meals was pot roast. The past year while he was living with me, I often made it for him and he enjoyed it immensely One of my favorite stories about how beliefs are created is about pot roast.

One Sunday, a man was watching his wife prepare a pot roast. She cut an inch off the end of the roast and threw it away. He asked her why she did that, and she replied, “because that is how mom taught me to make pot roast.”

A few weeks later, they were having dinner at his mother-in-law’s home, and he asked her about cutting an inch off the pot roast. She explained about how it was the only way to make a tender pot roast. When he questioned her further, she said it was because this was the way her mom had taught her. He made a mental note to ask their grandmother.

Next time they visited, he asked the grandmother about cutting an inch off the pot roast and she said, “That was the only way it would fit in the pot.”

The moral of the story is that, at some point in time, most of our beliefs were useful but left unexamined, we waste a lot of our life doing the same old thing over and over again.

So what does this have to do with angels? I believe, as children, most of us are able to see and to connect with angels until we forget. If we believe it is hard to connect with angels, it will be. Whatever we believe, we will experience. A wonderful way to work with angels is to decide what sort of a relationship you would like to have with them and then believe you already have it. It works every time!

With love and a knowing angels are everywhere,
Susan