Scripting

[FloatingBoat]

Hello everyone!

A method from Abraham that I absolutely love at the moment is scriptwriting. It brings me so much joy, and I can really immerse myself in my scripts when reading and listening to them, feeling the positive emotions. It feels so great to simply write the script about the life you wish for and then mentally engage with it to build ever higher vibrations. Anyone who wants to can post their own scripts here and share them with others. I'll start with a script I created just recently. Enjoy!

Writing Scripts – Abraham Friends

It is a sunny, beautiful autumn day. I sit on the terrace and look up at the colorful forest towards the Melibokus. I enjoy the clear air. It is a day when everything seems possible, and I am glad to be alive. Full of zest for life, I go back inside. I have the house to myself and feel like dancing. I turn on the music on the TV and start dancing with joy. The rhythm, the sounds, and my harmonious movements enhance my joy. I feel in harmony with my inner being and everything around me. After a while, I lie down on my sofa, fulfilled, and look at my phone. In the Abraham Facebook group, I see that a new German Abraham forum is being established. I am totally excited because I have wanted this for a long time. Finally, it has come true. I immediately register in this forum and call myself 'Floating Boat,' as in the English Abraham forum. I think to myself: 'Well, now I'm curious if there are already topics there.' I look around the forum and discover many interesting topics. It's nice to exchange ideas about Abraham in one's native language. I quickly discover the 'Exchange and Meet Friends' section. There, people who love Abraham can meet locally. I write that I come from Seeheim-Jugenheim. After just a few hours, I see that there are also people from Seeheim-Jugenheim. It is a man and a woman, both in their 30s, who respond to my request. We arrange a meeting at Café Natale in Jugenheim to exchange ideas about Abraham. I am totally excited and can hardly believe that I can meet Abraham friends here so quickly. It is directly this Thursday, and I have the morning free. We meet in the morning at Café Natale. 'Oh, what a beautiful development,' I think. 'Now there is not only an Abraham forum, but I also meet people directly.' On that Thursday, it is another beautiful day, sunny and relatively warm for the season. I go to Café Natale full of anticipation to meet the two. Beforehand, I do my Segment Intending and am in a state of appreciation and positive excitement during the journey. When I arrive at Natale, the two are already sitting there and talking. I order a small ice cream and a decaffeinated coffee and sit with them. They have a positive, loving aura. 'Yes, it's great that it worked out,' the woman says, and we tell each other about our lives. I openly talk about my living situation, my psyche, and my spiritual experiences with Abraham. I receive nice feedback and clarity because the two already know a lot about Abraham. I also gain great clarity about the non-physical realm, and our conversation flows smoothly."

Then I talk about the methods I use and which ones help me the most. On many topics that concern me, I get so much great inspiration that my heart really blossoms. It is so nice that I have found people with whom I can exchange ideas so well. It’s a lot of fun, and we lose track of time. We sit for about two hours and have lively conversations. I also listen happily to their life stories and contribute where I can offer good advice and tips. At the end, I say: ‘Yes, I really enjoyed being with you, and I feel that we get along well. I would also love it if we could go hiking together sometime and meet or call more often and stay in regular exchange about Abraham and our lives.’ What I also think is that especially the woman can give me a lot of guidance and tips and is like my spiritual guide here on earth. ‘Yes, of course, I also like hiking,’ says the man, and the woman says: ‘I like meeting in a café and chatting. We can certainly set dates or meet again, just the two or three of us, or establish a regular discussion group where we meet repeatedly.’ ‘Oh yes,’ I say, ‘that sounds really good.’ We exchange numbers. After this great meeting, I am totally elated. We say goodbye, and I go home full of joy and positive expectations for the future.”

[FloatingBoat]

Scriptwriting: A Winter Holiday in Hinterzarten

It was a magical winter day when my friend Erik, my girlfriend Miri, and I decided to make our dream come true: a winter vacation in Hinterzarten. The air was crisp, the anticipation immense, and Erik drove us enthusiastically from the Bergstraße to the deeply snow-covered Black Forest in the south.
Even during the drive, the landscape captivated us. The snow-covered forests looked like something out of a fairytale, the winding roads led us deeper into a world full of enchantment, and the solitary mountain huts we glimpsed from the country roads seemed to tell stories. "Oh, how wonderful!" exclaimed Erik with shining eyes. "This is a sacred, peaceful world. A snowy winter wonderland welcoming us." Miri, too, was enchanted. Her gaze lingered on the glittering snowfields, and she couldn't stop marveling at the beauty of the winter forests.
A deep joy grew within me. My heart beat faster, and I felt how every breath brought me closer to a long-cherished dream. "This image of snowy Hinterzarten," I said softly, "I have seen so often in my mind's eye. It was a place of longing in my heart, and now, finally, it is becoming reality. I can already feel the magic of this powerful place, which is so deeply connected to me."
Erik looked at me with genuine admiration. "Lukas," he said, "you truly feel places. You dreamed of this moment, and now it is here. This is the law of attraction in its most beautiful form." These words touched me deeply. Together, we softly sang Christmas carols as the snowy landscape embraced us. The atmosphere in the car was filled with joy, warmth, and peaceful harmony.
When we finally arrived in Hinterzarten, I felt a wave of bliss. The place was like a dream. The clear, fresh winter air flowed through me as I admired the intricately decorated half-timbered houses. The rushing forests in the background and a sparkling stream flowing down from the mountains seemed to speak directly to my heart. "Oh, Erik and Miri," I said, "this is like a stream guiding us to our source."
Erik smiled and suggested, "If that is a symbol for you, then let’s go directly to this source and explore it. Besides," he added mysteriously, "I have a surprise for you." Miri beamed with anticipation, her eyes sparkling. "A surprise?" she exclaimed excitedly. "It must be something really special!" And so, filled with curiosity and a sense of adventure, we embarked on our winter fairytale.
With our hiking boots, we stepped into the fresh snow. Each step produced that soft, almost sacred crunching sound that made the silence of the forest even more profound. The air was crisp and cold, and all around us stretched an enchanting winter landscape. It felt as though we weren’t just walking through the snow but through a dream. Erik led the way, a mischievous smile on his lips, as if he knew something that was still hidden from us. The suspense within me grew with every step.

After about half an hour, we reach a spot where the snow-covered spruce trees stand like guardians, pointing the way to something special. Before us lies the spring, from which a small, crystal-clear stream emerges. We sit down on a fallen tree trunk, surrounded by the silent magic of this place. The gentle babble of the water seems to speak to our hearts, and for a moment, we are one with nature. The tranquility and power of this place flow through us, as if the world itself is holding ist breath.

Yet the suspense remains—I can hardly wait for Erik to finally reveal what his big surprise is. „So, Erik,“ says Miri, laughing, „spill the beans! What’s the surprise?“ Erik raises his finger and points upward. „Look up there! While you were so focused on the spring, you didn’t notice what’s up on the mountain.“

Our gazes follow Erik’s finger, and then we see it: an old, snow-covered mountain hut that looks like something out of a winter fairytale. It radiates a deep sense of calm and coziness, as if it had been waiting just for us. „I rented the hut for tonight,“ Erik announces with a broad smile. „Lukas,“ he continues, „I know you have a picture of a mountain hut in your room, and this one looks exactly like it. I know how much you love winter, how you’ve described Hinterzarten as your place of longing, and how often you’ve dreamed of spending a night in a snow-covered hut. With a crackling fire, surrounded by snow, where we can simply be together and enjoy the gift of closeness and warmth.“

I am overwhelmed. My heart beats faster, and I feel the vibrant tingle of joy in every fiber of my being. „Erik,“ I finally say, my voice trembling with emotion, „thank you. You couldn’t have given me a better gift.“ In the next moment, I hug him tightly, and the world around us seems to stand still. Miri, overcome with happiness, throws herself into the snow, spreads her arms, and makes a snow angel. „I think I’ve never been this happy in my life!“ she exclaims, laughing.

The realization that we will spend this night in this magical mountain hut fills us with deep joy. It feels as if this place had been waiting for us, ready to embrace us with ist warmth and serenity. I lie down next to Miri in the snow, gaze at the radiant starry sky, and feel the magic of this moment. The clear winter air, the silence, the sparkling stars—everything seems to whisper to us: „You’ve arrived.“

To be continued…