The Story Of The Vacuum Cleaner

About sixteen months ago I moved into a new apartment and, when I did, a friend of mine strongly recommended that I buy a particular vacuum cleaner. The friend also enthusiastically told me about a great “deal” this friend had gotten on it and that if I went online now, I could get the same one. The deal involved signing up for six “easy” monthly payments.

I quickly purchased the cleaner by way of the easy payments.

Then a few things happened. First, I fell behind in the payments. Second, I shared my own enthusiasm for the new machine – it was the “hot, new” cordless one – with a Fellow Initiate who had also been cleaner-shopping.

I was so excited about my newfound cordless vacuum that I urged my dear friend to stop by for a personal demonstration. My friend was Neutral and chose to simply ask questions about the machine and then to try it out. At first, I felt annoyed by all the questions because I was “caught” on taking it personally, as if she were making me wrong. And on my own “insistence” on being “right”.

Once I let go, however, I immediately began in a day or so to do in-depth machine-related research mySelf and boy! did I discover a lot. As someone with dust and other allergies, I found out that I needed to avoid an “open bag” machine like this one in favor of one with a “closed bag”.  I also realized that if other than dust were to be vacuumed up, an open container could potentially keep it in place instead of ultimately in the garbage. I recalled, too, that I had asked the company from which I had purchased it to please confirm that the machine had a HEPA filter – a safeguard for those with allergies – and that no matter how many times I had asked, the person had said “HEPA-style”. I had been so “caught” on pleasing my enthusiastic friends or perhaps being liked that I chose away from looking into it further.

Then I recalled something else: when I had first used the machine, it had suddenly stopped working after 30 minutes or so and I was unable to finish vacuuming the apartment. I had eventually watched a YouTube video from which I learned that the machine has approximately 35 minutes or so of vacuuming time on its lowest speed and ten on “max”. Research also showed that the machine could be hard to use (“unwieldy”) and I recalled that when my dear friend had picked it up to do a round of vacuuming it had taken her for a ride across the room.

Then, finally, I chose to read up on the machine in Consumer Reports hoping for a comprehensive “rundown” only to find out that the publication had stopped reviewing it because it didn’t meet its standards for review.

Then I noticed a whole lot of them for sale on ebay; and that the company had set up a separate division to do nothing but resell the machines there.

At first, post-research, I was stunned. How could this be? And isn’t this the hot new machine of the moment? The one “everyone” has?

It was no accident that my dear friend had come over and asked those pertinent questions and done so Neutrally. She treated herSelf Lovingly and her family as well. And she chose to role-model Living in Integrity and Responsibility.

It came to me pretty quickly after this visit, from a place of Integrity, that I needed to purchase a new machine that was the best for my health and for those who visit me, which included Initiates who have sensitivities as well. I didn’t care about the money at all. I knew I was Supplied.  

And so I did the “new machine” research I needed to do and bought the best possible one for my health and that of anyone who visits me. The store where I  purchased it discounted it many times over and then insisted on delivering it to my home free of charge to make everything “easy” for me.

But what came next truly surprised me. The first time I vacuumed with the new machine, I noticed that the floors were shining as never before. Glowing. And they stayed aglow as if this were a permanent gift to me versus a thin film appearing in a day. Of course, I felt better, too, as if my lungs were able to spread their wings.

​I Knew The Glow was the Glow of God. Once I had Lined up with mySelf, the outer cleaning mirrored the inner One. I Knew I was Worth it.