I am learning about asking for spiritual advisers, committees and counselors on all sorts of things. I have a few questions.
Willing and ready to answer.
Is it wrong to ask for assistance on everything? Is it Selfish?
There is no such thing as selfish. That is a word that humans have created to assess blame onto another because they feel left out or jilted by another person’s actions.
It is certainly acceptable to ask for assistance with anything you desire assistance with.
Is it ever considered annoying or petty to be interrupted by me to ask for something silly, The book is saying I could ask for help for ridiculous things like a hot pastrami sandwich? What if I were to just say, “Please. I would like to hire a spiritual adviser to bring me a hot pastrami sandwich?”
We are not governed by time or place restraints like you experience on the Earth. You feel pushed, you feel as though there is not enough time to do everything you wish to do, so to be asked to do one thing while wishing to do another can provoke the feeling of annoyed. Since there is no time… There is only now. You want it now. You have it now. There is nothing else that I am doing now except that which wishes to be done. It is pleasant to be asked and fun to see the surprise on the faces on those who end up with a pastrami sandwich “Out of the blue.” We enjoy the “magic trick” effect our efforts usually have on humans.
Well then… Now I’m hungry. Can I hire a spiritual chef and order a hot pastrami and have them bring it to me now?
Your order has been heard.
I still feel like it’s a bit disrespectful and maybe even a tad lazy.
As long as the question is for expansion and with good intent, then the request is respectful.
Years have passed since I had written this, but I still remember the surprise, when my husband Ken came home for lunch and brought me the remaining half of his pastrami sandwich! Proof yet again, that this crazy $#!T is real!
PS. After reading this I thought… Man that pastrami sandwich sounded good, time for lunch. I got up and went to the fridge and it came as a surprise to me, Ken had purchased all the makings for a pastrami sandwich! I am telling you… The genie is out of the lamp!