Hello Everyone!
I am in beautiful Warwick NY! I have been lucky enough to be able to come up here for the whole month of June! My good friends and my goddaughter are here and it has been an amazingly healing trip on many levels.
I live in NYC and very close to Times Square and it can be crazy..........! So, making sure you get out is a must for your sanity every once in a while.
A very good friend from LA just happened to be moving to NYC and needed a sublet for the month of June, so it was perfect angelic timing for sure. I would be able to leave for a month, not worry about rent or some stranger being in my apartment and she would have a place to stay as she looked for more permanent housing. Yay!!!
I want to tell you an amazing angelic experience that I had on the day that I came up to Warwick NY. I had prepared very well by having much of what I would need for the month brought up before, so that when June 1st came, I could just go three blocks down to Port Authority bus terminal and hop on with one bag and my dog Dexter...or so I thought.
On June 1st my friend came and I helped her load her things in the apartment and set up without a hitch....I thought. You see we ran a little late and so I ended up getting to the bus station just at the start of rush hour.
If you don't know, the commuters that come into the city every day to work are MANY! And I mean MANY. From New Jersey, Long Island, Connecticut, Philadelphia etc.... So as a New Yorker, you know to do your best NOT to take a bus, train or subway at rush hour if you can avoid it, but sometimes it's unavoidable and in this case it was.
I got to the station and the line for tix was already getting long. I waited and asked about the right bus etc... I went to the gate that I have always taken to get up to Warwick and waited in a long line. Once the bus started to fill up, I got to the bus driver and I was told that that bus didn't go to where I was meant to go. That bus had been moved to another location in the terminal...
Ok, so Ill just go find the new gate...but once you are on the bus platform, it is near impossible to get back into the terminal because all the small stairways are crammed full of people waiting to get on the platform.
So with my rolley bag and my dog in a carrier I had to try and battle people going down the up staircase. When I tell you that people were not happy it would be the biggest understatement of all. They could see that I needed to get down and they wouldn't move!
I said so many excuse me's pleases and pardon me's that I'd thought I'd scream lol. Finally I had to use my major man voice and tell them they had to move. They didn't like that even more....
I finally got back in the terminal and now rush hour was in full swing. Thousands of people running around, pushing people out of the way and in the craziness, this guy slammed against my dog and knocked his carrier to the ground and he squealed so loud, I had to take him out right there and hold him...
I won't go into the next 30-40 mins but to say that no matter where I went and who I asked I was always pointed in the wrong direction or ignored completely, until finally I felt tears starting to run down my face right there in the middle of the terminal. I can't remember the last time I cried in public (besides at the movies lol!) and it just kept going as I wondered around the terminal with my dog in my arms and my rolley bag behind me.
Finally I just couldn't take it, I guess and I found myself falling to my knees right there and saying out loud "Please help me! Please help me...."
Breathing heavily and wiping the tears away I managed to get it together and looked up. I couldn't believe my eyes... I was kneeling right in front of the correct gate for the correct bus and it was boarding right then!
As I realized this amazing miracle, I heard very strongly "You either ask us and listen....or you don't." I knew immediately that that was my guides and angels giving me a very tough lesson, but I got it.
Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow.....
You see, that pattern is what I have been committing to in ways that I have never in my whole life, until now and it has been amazing what my guides and angels are bringing me to and to me.
But on that day I was so in my ego and I was so unconscious that I was being drug around by my ego, that I was right back into a pattern of me battling the world and me against the system and me trying to make it right and me, me , me ,me!
I learned such an amazing lesson that day. It is a lesson that of course I know intellectually, but I had to be taken through it physically to really get it.
The angels are there to support us in coming back to spirit over and over in many ways and forms, and sometimes that is not always easy, but if we are willing to let go and and just ask for help, the Angels hear us....
Remember:
Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow.....
Over and over and over....
Much Love
Max
I am in beautiful Warwick NY! I have been lucky enough to be able to come up here for the whole month of June! My good friends and my goddaughter are here and it has been an amazingly healing trip on many levels.
I live in NYC and very close to Times Square and it can be crazy..........! So, making sure you get out is a must for your sanity every once in a while.
A very good friend from LA just happened to be moving to NYC and needed a sublet for the month of June, so it was perfect angelic timing for sure. I would be able to leave for a month, not worry about rent or some stranger being in my apartment and she would have a place to stay as she looked for more permanent housing. Yay!!!
I want to tell you an amazing angelic experience that I had on the day that I came up to Warwick NY. I had prepared very well by having much of what I would need for the month brought up before, so that when June 1st came, I could just go three blocks down to Port Authority bus terminal and hop on with one bag and my dog Dexter...or so I thought.
On June 1st my friend came and I helped her load her things in the apartment and set up without a hitch....I thought. You see we ran a little late and so I ended up getting to the bus station just at the start of rush hour.
If you don't know, the commuters that come into the city every day to work are MANY! And I mean MANY. From New Jersey, Long Island, Connecticut, Philadelphia etc.... So as a New Yorker, you know to do your best NOT to take a bus, train or subway at rush hour if you can avoid it, but sometimes it's unavoidable and in this case it was.
I got to the station and the line for tix was already getting long. I waited and asked about the right bus etc... I went to the gate that I have always taken to get up to Warwick and waited in a long line. Once the bus started to fill up, I got to the bus driver and I was told that that bus didn't go to where I was meant to go. That bus had been moved to another location in the terminal...
Ok, so Ill just go find the new gate...but once you are on the bus platform, it is near impossible to get back into the terminal because all the small stairways are crammed full of people waiting to get on the platform.
So with my rolley bag and my dog in a carrier I had to try and battle people going down the up staircase. When I tell you that people were not happy it would be the biggest understatement of all. They could see that I needed to get down and they wouldn't move!
I said so many excuse me's pleases and pardon me's that I'd thought I'd scream lol. Finally I had to use my major man voice and tell them they had to move. They didn't like that even more....
I finally got back in the terminal and now rush hour was in full swing. Thousands of people running around, pushing people out of the way and in the craziness, this guy slammed against my dog and knocked his carrier to the ground and he squealed so loud, I had to take him out right there and hold him...
I won't go into the next 30-40 mins but to say that no matter where I went and who I asked I was always pointed in the wrong direction or ignored completely, until finally I felt tears starting to run down my face right there in the middle of the terminal. I can't remember the last time I cried in public (besides at the movies lol!) and it just kept going as I wondered around the terminal with my dog in my arms and my rolley bag behind me.
Finally I just couldn't take it, I guess and I found myself falling to my knees right there and saying out loud "Please help me! Please help me...."
Breathing heavily and wiping the tears away I managed to get it together and looked up. I couldn't believe my eyes... I was kneeling right in front of the correct gate for the correct bus and it was boarding right then!
As I realized this amazing miracle, I heard very strongly "You either ask us and listen....or you don't." I knew immediately that that was my guides and angels giving me a very tough lesson, but I got it.
Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow.....
You see, that pattern is what I have been committing to in ways that I have never in my whole life, until now and it has been amazing what my guides and angels are bringing me to and to me.
But on that day I was so in my ego and I was so unconscious that I was being drug around by my ego, that I was right back into a pattern of me battling the world and me against the system and me trying to make it right and me, me , me ,me!
I learned such an amazing lesson that day. It is a lesson that of course I know intellectually, but I had to be taken through it physically to really get it.
The angels are there to support us in coming back to spirit over and over in many ways and forms, and sometimes that is not always easy, but if we are willing to let go and and just ask for help, the Angels hear us....
Remember:
Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow. Ask. Listen. Follow.....
Over and over and over....
Much Love
Max
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