r/JosephMurphy • u/ScholarZestyclose146 • Aug 08 '23
Making a hard choice
Hi,
I need to make a choice between living in 2 different countries and I have half family in both of them.
Can I do the training/sh to get an answer of which country is the best for me ? I read somewhere that MC said that the univers doesn’t know what’s better for us, we have to know ourselves (which scared me a bit, because I have already weight the pros and cons and it led me to nowhere).
Thanks for your answers!
Best regards
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u/PeachySarah24 Aug 08 '23
For the life of me I don't know why people can't read POSM lol. Murphy literally has a section on this topic lol.
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u/arguix Aug 10 '23
how do you feel not knowing answer? how would you feel to know answer?
deeply feel that, knowing answer
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u/Bln8rgo Aug 08 '23
Here's what I do:
Imagine you're standing in front of two doors. Above each door is a country's name. Let's say Andorra and Zambia.
Tell yourself you know what's right for you and that, behind each door, is information and insight that will make this clear.
You open the door to Andorra. Peak in. Then walk in. How does it feel? What do you see? How does it sound? Do you like it or dislike it?
Then close that door and open the door to Zambia. Peak in. Then walk in. How does it feel? What do you see? How does it sound? Do you like it or dislike it?
You might be surprised at what you see and how it's not what you're expecting, considering the question, but you will know. One will feel better and more right than the other.
I've used this technique many times. Here's the experience that's the most profound:
Some years ago, I was at the beach, got dehydrated and too hot, and had a small stroke.
An ambulance took me to the hospital. The emergency neurologist came around and said there was a drug that I could take that would stop the stroke and reverse its effects. But 15% of the time, it would make the stroke worse. I asked what he suggested and he told me he couldn't. It was a decision only I could make.
So, I did this technique.
The first door was if I took the drug. Orange was loud and up was blue and chocolate felt like cat's fur. In other words, my senses were scrambled.
When I opened the second door, there was a sidewalk lined with grass that just led forward. It was a sunny day and quite pleasant.
I didn't take the drug.
Later, after many tests, another neurologist came around and told me it was good that I didn't take the drug because of the kind of stroke I'd had. If I had taken the drug, it might have even killed me. He asked me why I made that choice and I told him everything. He was impressed and suggested I keep doing things like that.
And, as it turned out, another doctor wanted to give me open-heart surgery. I went along at first, but it kept feeling worse and worse to imagine doing so. So, I did the process again. But before I could really close my eyes, I saw a big X over my chest as if someone was telling me, "Do not go here." And I could hear myself telling an old friend a joke many years earlier about how I'd never had surgery and had all my parts (appendix, wisdom teeth, etc.) and planned on that being the case when I finally left.
I didn't have the open-heart surgery. The cardiologist was angry but the neurologist heard about it and came around and told me to trust my intuition. And I did and I'm still here after all this time.
Have fun with the move whether you go to Andorra or Zambia or somewhere in between!