Monday, November 30, 2020
Inner Nightmares
Sunday, November 29, 2020
Progressive Progress
Saturday, November 28, 2020
If Nothing Else, Sangria
Friday, November 27, 2020
BLACK FRIDAY and Quirks of Nature
Thursday, November 26, 2020
Thanksgiving Residing in the Heart
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Governed to Keep Safe
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Pinpoint the Nugget
Monday, November 23, 2020
Blessed Connection
Intermittently, we have found spaces throughout the day easily utilized for a prayer, brief meditation or gazing outside at the fall colors. When we take short breaks, we can equalize our temperament to best adjust to the unfolding of our day.
We can no longer use the virus as an excuse for repeated disruption. Learned flexability allows us to ebb and flow. Greet every task with positive attention, creating the presence of a life filled with love. Our vibrations will spread throughout our space to uplift and maintain a blessed connection .
Sunday, November 22, 2020
At the End of the Arm
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Limp Precariously
As time passes, experiences are shuffled into our memories. Like a cluttered desk, one needs to sort and organize to allow clear focus. Some activities are readily shredded while others are carefully sorted into a separate file. Often, there are some we cannot understand why they even happened.
When we discard events mentally, this does not mean they are not logged somewhere else in our body. Exposure makes an impression both emotionally and physically. Our scars are both emotional and physical. These cannot be discarded as easily as a picture image.
The images logged within our being continue to impact our actions in the present. Whether we are aware or not, we project distortions either increasing or decreasing the cost of the exchange. The impairments can either challenge us to do better or to limp precariously. Please, let us do better!
Friday, November 20, 2020
Instruction Booklet
Thursday, November 19, 2020
Midst of Chaos
Facing hardships and overcoming shortcomings, I kept a small nugget of peace in my heart. This sheltered treasure gave me hope to continue on. I had choices to make, whether to dodge the forth coming upheaval or face it head on with imagined strength. Over the years, I learned to blend my choices to avoid slipping from one extreme to the other.
The importance of asking, "What am I to learn," expedites the passage and increases my success in learning how to navigate the curves. I am not always successful, but lessons now appear as building blocks ... sometimes I stack them too high or they tumble on their own ... thus, I find myself approaching life peacefully in the midst of chaos.
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Mirrors in the Course of Life
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
"This or Something Better" ...
Monday, November 16, 2020
Beginning, Again ...
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Unsettling ...
Saturday, November 14, 2020
Shards of Genius
It is understood that crisis in our life eventually leads to a change. The interruption of chaos disturbs stagnant thinking while insight rises to the top. It may require hindsight to be able to view the gifts that had been buried in the debris.
The importance of remaining aware is to be able to glimpse opportunities of genius. If we kindle a sacred presence within us, we will feel connected rather than facing the world on our own. In unison, the spirit can assist us in thought, word, or deed.
Friday, November 13, 2020
Untangle the Wrapping
Thursday, November 12, 2020
Individual Worth and Integrity
Wednesday, November 11, 2020
Veterans Deserve More than One Day
― Bob Richardson
Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Return of an Old Friend
Monday, November 9, 2020
Numbness Leads to Pain
Envisioned Outcome
They say it is best to focus on one thing and do it well, rather than splintering energy across several endeavors. There are suggestions regarding the arrangement of a short time table rather than a lengthy project, ensuring completion. The fewer the details, the wider the margins for editing change.
In the midst of our intentions, additional limitations curtail our efforts ... monitoring contact with the outside world ... measuring six feet between all peoples ... wearing a mask preventing any exchange of a smile ... and the production of isolation both emotional and physical. This is not the outcome I envisioned.
Sunday, November 8, 2020
The Bond of Love
Saturday, November 7, 2020
Spiritual Exchanges and Human Suits
The life of spirit is forever gliding around us, just waiting for one of us to tune in to the available wisdom. When we are too distracted by the craziness of life, we do not hear nor understand how easily we could be uplifted.
Moments of inspiration appear unexpectedly, delivered in the strangest way. We can see the wisdom in the behavior of an animal or hear it in the lyrics of a song. We could be reading a passage for the 150th time, yet understand words in a new way. We can be at our lowest emotional state of existence and be pivoted into a sense of connection by a random act of a stranger.
One of the interesting parts of adding to our spiritual life, is the element of the unknown. Frequently the random stranger has no idea of the impact he or she just made upon a stranger. The stranger may not realize the spiritual gift received until hours after the occurrence. Indeed, if we would be more inviting to spiritual exchange, we would be wearing our human suits in a more flattering way.
Friday, November 6, 2020
Unfolding of the Gift
The new born baby was safely placed into the arms of the adoptive parents. They were asked how they imagined the baby boy would be. The newly appointed father laughed, saying that the child was a gift that would continuously unwrap himself. Together, the parents perceived the baby would strive to meet his purpose, and not theirs.
Even with honored individual purpose, life's journey swerves with surprise turns or dead ends. We can project how we want our life to be, but outcomes are rarely what had been predicted. Just as the four seasons remain constant, they rarely are identical to the year before. Patterns may continue, but often change in texture as well as color.
It is human nature to create an image of how we want to be, but we must never omit flexibility or stop listening to our soul. God has a plan which often is far better than what we have in mind. Communication is always key!
Thursday, November 5, 2020
Sorely Needed
Wednesday, November 4, 2020
Adjusting the Frame
Tuesday, November 3, 2020
Floating in Spiritual Space
Darkness is beginning to fill in the spaces left by the setting sun. I want to be in oblivion with just my eyes connected to the pathway of the moon. I gently release all fact and fiction with fragments of the unknown. My desire is to be empty of all thought perceived or conceived during my time in this place.
Inside of my lovely self I envision a balance of dark and light, creating an alignment of safety to protect me as I discharge all sense of of my body. I awaken to an untainted space filled with love without any justification or defilement. There are no boundaries nor expectations for free floating in spiritual space.
I breathe in tenderness; I sense the diminishment of fear; and I am shifted into the embodiment of love. Gone are the self-expectations and uncertified imperfections. I am unleashed with this limitless love of mine with the promise to simply shine.