Story time again. Growing up in a religious community, I was taught that life should be lived through pain and suffering because that's what Jesus did. Without realizing it, I turned that belief into a way of living. Whenever happiness appeared, I felt uncomfortable with it. When money flowed, I found ways to return to scarcity. When love was offered, I questioned it, sabotaged it, or pushed it away. Looking back, I can see that I was simply living from the assumptions I had accepted as true. But when I started reading the Bible for myself, I noticed something interesting. Most of Jesus' life wasn't about suffering. It was about challenging beliefs, healing people, teaching faith, and showing others what was possible. He repeatedly told people that they could do what he did and even greater things. Neville Goddard taught that the Bible is a psychological drama unfolding within us. From that perspective, Jesus represents the awakened awareness of who we really are. So what if the lesson was never to glorify suffering? What if the lesson was to question the beliefs that keep us attached to it? Many of the limitations people live with today aren't facts. They're inherited assumptions that were never examined. The moment I started questioning mine, my life began to change.

This is too beautiful not to be shared. As I've mentioned before, I have two children, a boy and a girl. On Sunday, we bought a new bike for my son. The moment my daughter saw it, her little face lit up. She was so happy for her brother, telling him how beautiful it was and how much she loved it. My son went outside to show it to his friends, and that's when something happened that completely melted my heart. My daughter is only three years old. She doesn't have the filters, doubts, or limitations that adults learn over the years. She started singing about how much she loved her pink bike. The only problem was... she didn't have one. Yet there she was, picking flowers and carefully placing them on her imaginary bike. She was riding it around the garden, smiling, laughing, completely immersed in the experience. She wasn't asking for a bike. She wasn't complaining that she didn't have one. She wasn't focused on what was missing. In her little world, the bike already existed. She was enjoying it before she could see it. My husband and I stood there watching her, both of us in tears. Not because she didn't have a bike. But because we were witnessing something so pure that most adults have forgotten how to do. She wasn't hoping. She wasn't waiting. She wasn't checking whether it was coming. She was simply living in the feeling of already having it. So we got in the car and bought her one. And only after we came home with her beautiful pink bike did it hit me. This is what Neville Goddard was trying to teach. Children don't struggle with imagination because they don't argue with it. My daughter didn't manifest a bike because she wanted one. She manifested it because, in her heart, she already had it. Sometimes the greatest lessons don't come from books, coaches, or techniques. Sometimes they come from a three-year-old girl riding a bike that only she could see. Until everyone else saw it too.