Morning Meds; 12 4 22
I ask these healing flames to heal my beliefs
from constraints and traps
to liberty and expansion.
From imposed restrictions to granted freedom.
From rules of earth to truths of spirit.
Not demonized humanity, but divine incarnations.
Not bound by present group beliefs, but liberated by beliefs from beyond the beyond.
Morning Meds; 12 2 22
“They’re an old soul.” They say disregarding our eternal state of being.
For we all are eternal, animated consciousness masquerading as humans.
Eternal shimmers of consciousness,
connected chips off the old block.
It may be that they are not older than any other.
They may just have a milder case of spiritual amnesia and are closer in touch with their eternal memories whether they realize it or not.
“I know what I knew before I came into this world.” can be a delightful mantra.
Morning Meds; 12 3 22
We often sacrifice our joy of living when we lament our present experience while wishing it to be another.
Choosing to enjoy our present moments despite our preferences allows the joy of the present to become pleasant memories.
Morning Meds; 12 1 22
When life seems to stall when in pursuit of desired outcome, there are two questions one can ask.
The answers to one of the questions might get the ball rolling again faster than the other.
You can ask, “What has stopped me?”
This leads to a list of problematic circumstances and situations that are often beyond our control.
The second question you can ask is, “Why am I stopping?”
This puts the ball back in your hands because you have a say about you.
“I feel overwhelmed,” you have a say in that.
“I’m afraid it will not come to be,” you can adjust your beliefs.
We have access to abilities within ourselves that lay dormant unless they are touched by our inner knowledge that we are one with the Creator Of All.
There will always be circumstances and situations, and there will always be our inner ability to rise to the challenge.
Sometimes the answer is to ask the correct question.
Morning Meds 11 30 22
The horse pulls the wagons we ride in.
We direct the horse guiding it where we want to go.
We can expect to see the same scenery as long as we keep guiding the horse the same direction.
Our thoughts and beliefs seem to work in a similar fashion.
Our lives follow our beliefs.
Morning Meds; 11 28 22
The more we believe that the Universe conspires to help us the more it will.
The Universe drops synchronistic events in our path to encourage us to trust.
Morning Meds; 11 27 22
Dreams speak to us in symbols, when we see something in a dream, we know that it represents information about a certain subject.
I wonder if we could do the same with faith.
What are you wishing to create for yourself or another?
Faith has no religious preferences it is just a substance that brings thing into being.
I have always found it interesting that the Bible refers to faith as a substance, “The substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen.” (Heb. 11:1)
It sounds as if we could hold faith in our hand.
Thoughts are a form of energy and so are emotions, faith is the imagined physical substance of what you wish to create.
For me, I often have things I wish to see manifested in my life, but at the same time I don’t have a concrete image of what it would look like, all I have a foggy dream.
This morning I asked myself, “If what I wanted and all that is necessary to obtain it, were shaped into a single form what would it look like?”
If I wanted to be a successful writer and the whole dream of that was shaped into a something that I could hold in my hand, how would it look and what would it be?
If we could imagine that form, we would have a tangible form that represents our desires that we could hold in our hand, more importantly our heart and head.
If we have it in the completed form we can look within it for clues, ideas, methods, insights, plan revisal’s and a place to add more of the substance of faith.
The effort to imagine the best symbol activates the wheels of clarity as we attempt to define how success would appear for each of us.
Here are some random thoughts on faith if we see faith as a substance or a tangible energy instead of a concept.
Faith is a shapeshifter shifting from one manifestation to another.
Faith is the portal from one reality to another.
Faith is the substance that allows matter to form.
Faith is a substance that gathers your hopes in their concentrated form, just like a seed contains the form of a plant and all the necessary knowledge that it needs to grow.
Hold faith in your hand and look inside for within is your mature dream in its embryotic form.
Faith is pixie dust, sprinkle it on your dreams.
Morning Meds; 11 20 22
Chapters in a story proceed another for a reason, each chapter prepares the reader for the next.
Often in life we wish we had arrived at our desired destination, but each chapter is a part of our journey.
It is the details that make a story interesting, without a variety of experiences we would not be the individual we are.
Morning Meds; 11 23 22
Part of a dream.
Standing in front of two very tall horses, they looked like quarter horses, but they were bigger than a pair of Clydesdales. They were both a solid dark color, the dream was at night, so I do not know the color.
They were in an open space standing beside a hitching post, I was taken back by their size and felt apprehensive.
I had one by a halter because I was supposed to walk him, suddenly he threw his head down and back up and the halter was gone.
I looked at the horse not sure what to do, still feeling apprehensive knowing I had no ability whatsoever to control his actions.
I decided to walk him anyway and as soon as I turned to begin our walk, he cooperatively walked with me on my right side.
Together we walked down the lane and back.
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I have been blessed with having been around horses at various times in my life. One of the things you learn early on is that you are riding this magnificent animal because it has decided to agree with your desire. It is an agreement of cooperation between it and you and together you share a mutual experience. They are not like a motorcycle where you are in control. The horse just agrees, most the time, to do what you ask.
Spiritual things are similar, we do not have control. We are blessed that we get to share the communion and assurances that come from visitations and encounters. We and Whatever or Whomever the Creator of All is walk together in a place of mutual respect and love as one.
Morning Meds; 11 21 22
Morning whispers,
“You have become who you are now, not by gazing upwards but instead by looking inwardly.
You learned this not by looking up but by looking down from where you have been.
Clouds hide the summit if viewed from below,
Clouds hide the valley if viewed from above.
If the summit is what you seek, start at the summit and the path you used to arrive will matter less. Look down from the top and the how to will be remembered.”
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