"You are always living a reflection of whatever you
are outputting. And so, if you get into a little pocket where a lot of people
are being rude, it's probably because you are being rude -- or because you have
been aware of people being rude. Nothing ever happens to you that is not part
of your vibration!"
I just had a thought.
A scary thought.
What if (Sorry Sweetie) when my father looks at me he sees a frowny old poot (with a pony tail).
And what if when he talks to me he hears nothing but arguments and sarcasm.
What if I am the egg and he is the chicken?
What I am the mirror and he is the reflection?