One wonderful lesson that I am learning on a regular basis is that of letting go and trusting.  Each morning I rise and say, “Okay, what now?”  When the answer comes, if I can’t execute it right then, I write it down.  Often the next time I look at the paper on which it is written, it has been done. 

The answers always come.  I find them in the most unlikely places:  a telephone call; a child’s perspective; a movie viewed; a conversation had.  The answers are in all that is around me.  It’s mysterious, miraculous, and incredibly ordinary. 

The asking is the beginning of the receiving.  When I ask for direction, I am opening myself to receive answers.  Revelation comes consistently and infinitely.  As I remain open the answers are received. 

I ask.  I let go.  I become aware of what is around me and inside of me, and *POOF*, like magic, the answers appear. 

Watching it happen over and over again has built my faith.  There has never been a time that when I asked, let go, and opened to receive, I didn’t get an answer.  It always works.  I always know what to do.  I just sometimes think that I don’t.