In This Era of technology, in this atomic age, the values have changed.
We have learned that we are the guests of existence, travelers between two stations.
We must discover security within ourselves.
I see so many people looking for approval by how many likes they have on their daily social media posts.
Hoping that maybe today they can feel secure within their skin, they are putting their security in others.
During our short span of life we must find our own insights into our relationships with the existence in which we participate so briefly.
Otherwise we cannot live.
This means, as I see it, a departure from the materialistic view of the 20th century.
It means reawakening of the spiritual world, of our inner life of religion.
I don’t mean religion as a dogma or as a church, but as a vital feeling.
Accept others just as they are. Most of all, Accept yourself …… for you, hold the whole world within you.
Be great in all that You are!
Jesus said it best….Luke 9:48 ~The Message
“You become great by accepting, not asserting. Your spirit, not your size, makes the difference.”
“Her wounds of silent tears
showing those of us who love her,
That her sweetly fierce soul is
forever growing”. ~sweetlyfiercesoul
“I deserve Beautiful visions.
I deserve Love.
I Validate Myself.”
Imagine you woke up one morning and the world before your eyes changed into a layer of holograms of transparency ever so gently over reality.
Seeing a flower which appears normal yet as you approach and zoom in focusing your eyes you see a fog like veil lift, revealing tiny particles emitting light and reflection. In that moment you are aware of every connection your spirit/mind has and wants to have for future need of a safe point in time.
The closer you fully focus with mind and body time slows and stops, truly if you believe it to be true. Are we not created in the image of a God that possess such magnitude of Powers.
Therefore a mustard size seed of that magic was woven and molded into this body which is my own given by God. Which is seen as Good. My own good machine of energy in which I can improve in any area. As long as I am reaching and growing towards that 100% perfect Beginning which is you.
There is no true mathematic beginning all there was is the “Light” which came in the form of the “Word”.
Any sound, symbol, or communication through our senses that stimulates the mind to expand with curious learning.
The thought which is used for creation needs to hold a place among our core memories with imagination replaying all outcomes of a single event. recreating a need for an access point to all memories in the newly add variables which were unusable before from lack of faith/what if.
Being centered in allowing your whole being to meld with the mirrors of which are you. Heal yourself by knowing you have the self aware power by healing those in a wanting need of your gifts.
The longer it takes for you to achieve your self aware “Spirit” the more Proof of your Reach amongst the masses will be seen.
The Spirit and the Word is one in the same.
Why had my world changed in such a way that others no longer seem to be able to understand the point of view in which I had been given. A brain injury changed more then just my point of view. An isolation happened with in my mind a place where i lay waiting to understand all the new information that was urging my mind to consider. Science never held a thought with in but now I am Seeing an artistic flow in which science is the blueprint but such restriction is placed upon the formulas which was not created with my understanding, so therefore should I not add my understand to the equation which is I believe “ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE”!
The theory of everything stop and think about what “The Theory Of EVERTHING” truly means to you.
What is everything? That all knowledge seen and unseen. We are but a speck within a black-hole.
In the midst of this hole is a still calm place where we see what we as a group are able to see within each other. Our minds a constant flow of energy which is linked with one another’s inner spirits.
Using the combined power through out time at that point which is on a constant forward motion. All with in a bubble of charging active core memory Bouncing back and forth like a “charging battery” Keeping that core bubble active causes a self energizing capsule pulling any resembling links towards it for the sake of expanding the reach of the positiveness outcomes it can give.
All through my memories I’ve learned and pratice creating Points of “Safeness” The more Positive safe points that are added through my universe the more protection and confidence is available for modifying difficult memories to be doubled with positive energy all with the meer thought of being “SELF AWARE” and reassuring myself of my simple truth; Anything is possible. This is where my gift of faith allows me to Know everything and anything is available through the start of a curious thought. Knowing everything means nothing if you chose to not follow the paths of understanding. Understanding everything is trusted within my very core that I accept what I see as truth.
Now that I see God equally a Scientist as much as he is an artist. He enjoys the mechanics and combinations of connections in which he used to create a world were his creation could participate in the making of a truly artistic and miraculous film of life.
He speaks within the simplicity of our daily lives, in any which way you were born to understand. He never wants to confuse or trick us. Only ever wanting to be acknowledged as Perfect Love that has created a friendship that started from the Beginning. He is waiting for us to seek him out and see his fingerprint in Everything from the heavens to the depths of the abyss. Oh, what a cool way of knowing God. The complexity of His astronomical mind has been given to you and me. So why not be curious and learn something new in a direction you never thought twice about. I choose to see God in the neurons, in the tone of voice, the words I read from eyes of those looking into mine. Oh, how beautiful and magical it can be if you just Believe.
The morning of September 11, 2001 was that of a clear beautiful sky. The sun was shinning as we drove across the country in our little Toyota car pulling a Uhaul that looked like it was constructed in the fifties.
We had left Wisconsin to start a new beginning in our hometown of Oceanside, California. A move we had been looking forward to for awhile.
We were crossing Kansas, an endless landscape of green plains and farming fields. As I looked out at the sight before me I noticed that I hadn’t seen any planes or jet lines in the sky. I have always looked to the sky because my father is a pilot. So seeing no planes was odd.
This was the Bluest most lonely sky I have ever seen, and I knew something must not be right. I was not prepared for what we were about to find out, the US had been attacked.
Fear and worry instantly filled me. I mean, come on, we were in the middle of nowhere. What danger might come about we were unaware, but we prayed we would reach our new home with no real issues.
We weren’t quite sure just how bad things were until we stopped to get gas and the line of cars was unbelievable. Gas prices were getting higher and higher in the smaller towns were drove through only for a short bit, thank God. Then the truth of what really happened hit hard when we stopped at a fast food restaurant. On the counter was an old antennae tv showing the planes hit the twin towers. I can remember the tears welling up as I held my breath. “Could this really be happening”? My husband put his arm around me and simply said. “We can do this”. I looked down at my children and smiled trying to show them all was okay.
So many thoughts were flooding through my mind, some were a little far fetched, like, “Holy shit it’s the end of the world and we might have to eat our little Lhasa Apso dog named Saki, or maybe we couldn’t even get to California….what were our options?”.
I’m sure we all had those weird off the wall thinking before we really knew what was happening. For us, we were on a mission to not only reach our destination but to live in the moment. I wasn’t going to allow the hate of another ruin our memories or taint our new beginning.
We decided to turn the radio off since there wasn’t anything we could do to but pray to change what was happening not just in New York but all over the country. We started singing children’s songs and playing car games so the energy in the car was that of peace and stillness.
After we made the faithful choice to put our trip in the hands of God the journey became that of new eyes. People everywhere were stressed and scared scurrying about trying to buy whatever they could for the fear of being without. Yet we were safe and purely happy in our little bubble.
Yes, I was still thinking of what was the reality of the moment, but it was hard not to have faith. I believe in something bigger than myself.
The next day we had car trouble and had to get our alternator replaced. Money was already tight, but we again had faith. The small garage we stopped at not only fixed the car in record time but did it free of charge because the credit card machines were down. What a blessing and a sign that we were in the hands of safety. Good people are everywhere and their lights shine in the darkest of hours. I am thankful for the all the kind people we encountered during this move. “Thank You”!
Everything had a more colorful vibrancy. This I give credit to my faith.
I imagined the families crossing on the Oregon Trail and being thankful I didn’t have to deal with grandma dying, johnny losing an arm,or Indians attacking us. (for all of you that know the game Oregon Trail) LOL
Yet, here we were dealing with trials of a different kind, but the common ground I held with the days of the past were that of faith of getting to a new home.
As we stood at a rest stop in Colorado high above the land on top of a mountain I saw more than just troubled times. I saw beauty unlike I have seen before. I was thankful for where we were and wished that everyone grieving could for but a moment stand there next to me to take in the landscape to bring just a moment of joy a moment of the bigger picture.
I was looking at the Land of the Free a land being attacked by hate and ugly intentions. Brave, Free men and women willing to fight for our country and in that moment I knew we as Americans would be okay….We would be also.
Our country is founded on dreams and visions of a better way of life. This one day caused such sadness for millions. It was a day where ordinary people became heroes when they helped their fellow man.
I am forever thankful that I was able to stand on top of that mountain in the fresh air and sun shining on my face. I feel incredibly lucky to have been Given such the pleasure of that feeling.
Growing up in a Bible believing home is something I am forever grateful for yet am saddened by the firm approach in which it was forced on me.
My faith does not come from a book or place of worship, but from deep within me. Its an ever-present voice that guides and nurtures me right where I am. No special rituals or songs need be heard, but my simple sigh. In my breath flows the spirit of me.
I am hesitant to write about what I believe because I want others to be able to see God as real and artistic as I do. Yet most shy away because of the guilt and shame we have been taught to associate God with.
I want my story to include how I see God or as I call Him, my creator, my love.
I see Him in all different ways, a scientist who is watching and calculating trying to improve on a spiritual level.
An artist, giving each one of us an image alike to his own but all our own.
A father, loving and guiding with a firm yet gentle hand.
A teacher, wanting to give us all the information needed to perfect ourselves.
A leader, armies of angels he commands for our ultimate well-being.
A conductor, each of us making a sound as we move making the most beautiful tune.
Most of all….My Friend.
Maybe I will never be able to capture the words needed to describe such a god, but I would not be able to remain true to myself if I did not try. For He has not only shown me miracles but allowed me to be the miracle in more ways than one.
I am not the normal in the most who believe. I am not ashamed to say I have been wrong and messed up royally along my way, and know I will again mess up in the future in some sort of way.
Knowing and believing that no matter what my choices and thoughts may be, I am loyal to the spirit which lives in me which will never leave. For I am Him and He is me.
Wouldn’t you want your creation to live and see all that has been given?.
To say hello….just *sigh
She Loves those who come to her and show themselves as true.
They are healed by her eyes.
Little do they know they steal a piece of her heart each time because of their greediness.
Drying up her tears of joy and leaving gloom of themselves.
She deserves greatness if only she were given the chance and guidance of acceptance in all she is.
An angel of light and darkness.
Oh, to be able to distinguish what should and shouldn’t be there.
A gift of true Divine Providence is she.