Category: faith

Endless Sea of Time

Morning Meds 11 10 22

We are more than we realize

Stronger than we seem

We are resilient as stone

Our eternal roots are as invasive as a weed

We have all eternity to draw upon if ever we doubt our strength

We have existed forever in some form or another

Consciousness shimmering, creating ripples within the endless sea of time

Eternities future is as endless as its past

 It is impossible to know the location of when or where we are

The only when or where that we can be certain of is our present moment

For in this moment, we somehow exist

This point of moment is of the most importance

For it is the only moment can we drop a pebble of choice and create a new ripple within our endless sea of time

Holding Faith’s Hand

Morning Meds: 11 9 22

If you could hold faith’s hand, which mountain would you remove, but if this mountain was removed, what beauty would be lost in its absence?

The beauty of its existence and grandeur would never be discovered or appreciated.

The opportunity to scale its challenges and stand triumphantly on its summit would be forfeited.

If possible, embrace the mountain and experience what can be gained in its climbing.

Instead of asking for the faith to remove the mountain, ask for the faith to remove the doubt about the ability to thrive in any situation.

Our core essence is 100% Source energy we are much stronger than we realize.

Imagining Better Things

Morning Meds; 11 8 22

“Not much you can do about it.” Is a common refrain, it seems to be an echo of disappointment, physically this is often true.

But you can always imagine better things or imagine disappointments to be the start of something new.

A landslide reveals a hidden treasure site, or the loss of a job makes way for a better one.

Imagine a family members life improving,

Imagine a friend receiving a healing even if it is a gradual improvement,

Imagine a conflict with another softening or dissolving.

We create our reality and all of it begins with a thought, so do the things you can do, imagine better things and create anew.

Submerged Capabilities

Morning Meds; 11 7 22

Incredible capabilities shimmering just beneath the surface each within hands grasp.

Like gathering pebbles from a brook, nuggets of gold from a stream, seashells from tidal pools.

Doubts can cloud the waters, ripples can distort our view, unawareness impedes the search.


Faith, quite and realization clear the way so our hands of intent can gather what resided within our soul.

Love’s Handmaidens

Morning Meds; 11 5 22

Hope is not the tool of youthful folly; it is what carrier us along our way.

Hope shines its light into the future to light up the present.

It is the force that propels us forward.

Hope is what causes the seedling to push its way to the surface in search of the light.

Without hope the roots wither for there is no place to grow.

Hope and Faith are the handmaidens of Love.

Love is All There Is,

all creation formed and unformed is Love,

Hope is the light of the future,

Faith is the knowing of the present,

“But the greatest of these is Love.”

Binoculars

Morning Meds; 11 4 22

Many of us are taught that we are spiritually distant and that we are separated from a distant Creator.

It is as if we need binoculars to find our way.

What if we the contact we seek is closer than we were taught?

What if our Creator we seek is within us and the illusion of separation is just that, an illusion?

In quiet contemplation we lose the need for binoculars for we begin to see and feel that we and our Creator are one.

As we begin to search from the interior of our core, we find we are closer than we supposed.

Housekeeping

Morning Meds; 11 2 22

Changing beliefs is a like housekeeping.

It is easy to track in unuseful things, our broom is our emotions, how does this make me feel, is this trust or is this fear?


Trust, compassion and love uplift and bring calm, fear always stirs the pot.


Cleaning house is usually more of a process of discarding than of acquiring.


Sweeping out the undesirable is a matter of choice.

We are blessed with creative freewill, if fear lingers, we sometimes need to remove its source, it is often a stain like memory or teaching, sometimes we need to replace a belief completely, but it is always a freewill choice.

Love’s Concentric Rings

Morning Med 11 1 22

Love’s concentric rings ripple the surface of stillness.

Love, often unseen in a sea of turmoil,

changes its surroundings.

Every motion has an effect,

every motion has an equal and opposite reaction,

a change must take place.

What of love drizzled on hate?

How do we thrive in political unrest?

We choose to love ourselves enough

to send love to those we see as threats.

No matter which side you believe yourself to be on

Love has no preference.

Love thrives in any situation

It stills turmoil, hate and fear,

its concentric rings restore the stillness.

Scarcely Noticed

Morning Meds; 10 31 22

Surrounded by invisible gases

Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced

Providing existence with our every breath.

Existing in a bubble in space

Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced

Providing existence for our every step.

We dwell in bubbles both seen and hidden

Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced

Protected by an infinite Consciousness.

We don’t doubt the existence of air

Nor the existence of our bubble in space

Yet sometimes we falter.

We fail to see the bubble of love

Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced

Provided by the Creator of All.

The Metronome of Change

Morning Meds; 10 29 22

The metronome of change echoes it’s time,

our world still two-steps while change taps a waltz.

Out of rhythm with the new song

many struggling to retain the old.

Love filters in,

light through the canopy of old growth.

The shadows, revealed by the light scurry about

disturbed by the winds of change.

Change will prevail,

relentless and as dependable as the seasons

and like a room full of clocks

time will ultimately synchronize to a single meter.