I can't even begin to fathom the ways these invisible helpers are able to steer and acknowledge our personal life with external events. But I can understand, why, communication is altered- why we needn't see or speak physically with a midwayer but still experience something personable.
It was also this morning when I read the words of my wise Sufi friend, Hazrat Inayat Khan. He reminded me that a Soul and a Body are two separate beings. The body is the vehicle for the soul. And all too often we identify our understanding, rightfully so, based around our physical experience. We learn pleasure, pain and realize our bodies have an expiration date- that transient nature(mutation) is the bodily experience. We become absorbed in these things and find even our brain can drive our body to seek out certain experiences! Well Mr. Khan said something very peculiar... "God is the abode of the soul, its real self, its true being."
What we are all consciously, or unconsciously seeking is not a goal but our Home. And what is our Home? It is as Yogananda describes, "ever new Bliss."
Always gentle, always peaceful, always joyful, all ways creative, all ways understanding.
All ways beyond words. And as I drove through my City, I saw so many hardened faces. I thought it was rather sad seeing so many easy-to-agitate people or overly-exaggerated rough personalities. And I think I started having a conversation with a midwayer. It wasn't that I recognized some invisible being- "What news have you for me today?" but that the conversation was creative, matter of fact and quite helpful. How often are we talking to ourselves in this way? He helped me realize why their faces are hardened and dared me to smile either way. It's a little odd, for a 6'5 man to smile at a complete stranger- and even harder when that person seems unapproachable.
I'm not advising anyone go out of their way and just start smiling at unhappy people
.. Prior to this I was noticing 1111 on license plates, as well as other repeating numbers- I was in my own world but feeling REALLY good. I was uplifted out of the blue, and really enjoying it. That's when everything started to come together. Uniornically I thought, "Breathe on it" All that peace wasn't just for me. Who knows who it's all for, and that wonder became a joy in it self. It made it easier, to live peacefully in a sea of impatience. But this was the advice I was given, and the practice is for all of us. Don't just think on these feelings. Breathe them. Experience them through your being. This is what Steve must have meant by practicing the presence. If the 1111 prompt happens as a moment of harmony, knowing, peace, love or wonder- Breathe on it.
I notice that sometimes we are given these friendly reminders, hints to the true nature of our being, and that reality is not just for us. It doesn't mean we have answers for others. Often times words fall short for any sufficient answer. Next time you recognize that joy, or whatever it might be, concentrate not with your mind alone but on your heart- on experiencing it. Get out of your head and breathe. Breathe it for as long as you are able. Holding these feelings seem like a true meditative experience and might be serving a greater good whose rewards transcend whatever definitions we ascribe with bodily pleasure.
I printed it for my own personal use if that is okay. I so appreciate you.
Actually, I think we do know how, but actually DOING it is another thing 
(not to mention my 2 drinks every night along with a party night on the weekend - my liver would probably be happy if I'd knock that off 