I play piano, not every day anymore, but I am still there, doing it whenever I can. When there is a piano in the room, I feel good, as I am so sisterly connected to that instrument. So when I see one in my neighborhood, I get attracted. This morning I left Den Helder and the great B&B I stayed in (gorgeous place !!) and stepped into a local café before taking the train. There it was ! A black beauty piano silently waiting for me. I asked if I could play it, and the lady of the house happily agreed. I played and after that an elder lady talked to me for a little while about the bliss of the piano sound. I told her that more and more you see a 'play me' piano everywhere in stations, or airports.
I left and chose to take a break in the Amsterdam station. And here it was again : a 'play me piano' so beautifully played by a young man that I stood there listening for the tones he made. Gorgeous.
During travels like this, you start to see the real connection there is between what you talk about, and the appearance of those subjects in your life. This goes from talking about events, colors, experiences. It is true that where your attention goes, goes the energy, and the real life experience of that. It is not complicated, it is pure physics and not spiritual at all. We radiate energy and what we select to radiate through, comes about 'outside'. Interesting, enjoyable, special.
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