The Old Posts Of Susan Lynne Schwenger Aka The Exchanger - Project Avalon + Project Camelot

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THE Old Posts of Susan Lynne Schwenger
aka The eXchanger

• Project Avalon + Project Camelot

Find Link to them here:

http://projectavalon.net/forum/search.php?searchid=3848452

Looking for some volunteers to help me to transfer them
to this website - Thank You, Susan

 

"A healer is NOT someone that you go to for healing.
A healer is someone that triggers within you,
your own ability to heal yourself."

SUSAN LYNNE SCHWENGER
aka THE eXchanger
13
WHiTE LOTUS STAR
Avalon Senior Member

Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Spiritual eXplorer-Canada
Posts: 4,915

THE TROUBLE TREE

The carpenter who was hired to help a man restore an old farmhouse
had just finished his first day on the job and everything
that could possibly go wrong went wrong.

First of all, on his way to work he had a flat tire that cost him
an hour’s worth of pay, then his electric saw broke,
and after work his old pickup truck refused to start.

His new boss volunteered to give him a lift home and the whole way
to his house the carpenter sat in stone silence as he stared out his window.

Yet on arriving, he invited his boss in for a few minutes to meet his family.

As they walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree,
touching the tips of the branches with both hands.

When he opened the door, he underwent an amazing transformation.

His tanned face was one big smile as he hugged his two small children
and kissed his wife.

Afterwards, the man walked his boss to his car to say thank you.

Now on their way out of the house, the boss’ curiosity got the best of him
so he had to ask the man about the tree on the front porch.

He said, I noticed when you came up on the porch
before going into your house you stopped and touched the tree, why?

“Oh, that’s my trouble tree,” he replied.

“I know I can’t stop from having troubles out on the job,
but one thing’s for sure

– my troubles don’t belong in the house with my wife and children.

So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home.

Then in the morning I pick them up again.”

“Funny thing is,” he smiled, “when I come out in the morning to pick ‘em up,
they aren’t nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before.”

~susan lynne schwenger
13
The eXchanger