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FW: [justchannelings] [Neville Quotes] YOU CAN REVISE IT, AND CHANGE ITYOU

CAN REVISE IT, AND CHANGE IT,

EVEN

THOUGH YOU ARE CONFRONTED

WITH A SEEMINGLY INSOLUBLE

PROBLEM

For my imaginal acts, whether they be in love or in fear, they are

seeds, and I must reap them.

I will give you one that is very personal. When I planted it, I do not

know, but I had to have planted it. And I will show you that, even

though you plant unlovely things unwittingly, you need not be the

victim. You can revise it, and change it, even though you are

confronted with a seemingly insoluble problem.

When I left here last year, in the month of July, I checked my two

suitcases at the airport. When I arrived in Los Angeles, one was

missing. The contents I could not replace for $1500. They were all the

lovely dresses that my wife has, and all her dresses are made by a

certain couturier in Beverly Hills, and not one is under $195. She has

made these dresses over the years for her. They were not new, but I

couldn’t replace them – any one – under $195 – plus other things in

that suitcase. My suits were in another suitcase, perfectly all right.

I recorded the loss. They said, “When we find it, if we find it, we

will send it right over to you, Mr. Goddard.”

After five days and not a word, we called, and they said, “It is lost.

We’ve made every effort, and it cannot be found. Put in a claim and

send it off to San Diego, the headquarters for the PSA office.” My

wife did the legitimate thing in the world of Caesar. She itemized the

contents to the best of her ability and what it would take to replace

the items in that suitcase.

That morning about 2:00 o’clock I awoke and said, “Now, look here. I

teach this principle, and, so, I have brought about a loss in my own

world. I will have none of it! I teach Revision. I heard what the man

said over the telephone! ‘The thing is lost. They cannot find it; we

have looked high and low.’ ”

Then you read in the papers that hundreds of millions of dollars are

stolen every year at our airports, depots, and the wharves across the

country, and it’s an inside job, as it were. So, at 2:00 o’clock in

the morning I took in my hands my suitcase. I felt the weight of it; I

could feel the weight. I could see in my mind’s eye the grey bag with

the black leather. I could actu­ally feel it, and I felt it with the

sense of relief, for of all the pleasures in the world, relief is the

most keenly felt.

When you are expecting someone, and they are late – someone you truly

love, and they are late, and it gets later and later and you get

anxious, and then you hear the familiar voice; you know the relief

that comes. Well, now, that’s what you do when you feel that relief.

And, then, I dropped it and got up and went into my living room and

simply read my Bible.

It was early. We have a lovely apartment, and it was quiet. We have no

neighbors. 1 turned on the lights and read my Bible. The next day: no

report. The following day I received a letter postmarked San

Francisco, a strange, peculiar hand printing my name: Neville Goddard.

The address was correct. When I opened the letter, there was the

little note in the same peculiar print­ing! “Your suitcase is in Box

524, Sorry. The Phantom,” and enclosed a key. So, I called the

security guards at the Los Angeles airport, and I told them the

contents of the letter. I said, “I have the key.”

“Well, we’ll investigate immediately,” which they did. They called

back within a matter of five or ten minutes to tell me that there is

no such box in Los Angeles. I reminded them that the letter came from

San Francisco, so, he said, “All right, I’ll call you back.” He called

San Francisco, and the security guards got the local police, and they

opened 524, and there was my suit­case. They opened it up in the

presence of the policemen, and the whole thing was ransacked –

completely ransacked, utterly turned inside out. They sealed it and

flew it down, and asked me to come over with my wife, and in the

presence of the security guards in L.A. they would open my suitcase in

my presence, which they did.

Not a handkerchief was missing! Everything was turned inside out. The

man was most apologetic, and he said, “Mr. Goddard, I am aw­fully

sorry. We are sorry for the Company. These things happen. We do not

know how they happen, but they happen. May we clean the things for you?”

I said, “No, that is something that my wife and I do every year. We

travel for more than two weeks. Everything we wear is dry-cleaned. So,

it is a little problem of ours, and we’ve always done it.”

Then he gave me his personal card and said, “The next time you and

Mrs. Goddard travel on PSA, you are our guests.” I took the card and

gave it to my wife, and now we are here and going back as the guests

of PSA. But we did not lose one handkerchief – not a thing, but it was

a complete mess. What they were looking for, I do not know, but they

found nothing there. However, that’s done.

……So, here we have a law. It’s a principle, and morning, noon and

night you and I are operating this principle, and we can’t stop it. If

the world seems confused today, it’s confused because we, the operant

power, made it what it is

THE IDENTICAL HARVEST

Lecture #456 –Neville No Date

Dare to Assume Private Lecture Subscription

www.NevilleLectureHall.com/daretoassume.html

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