Category: love

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.

Confidence

Morning Meds; 10 30 22

Confidence is the result of repeated success.

When a toddler continually repeats the same action as dropping a shape through an appropriate opening or screwing a lid back on a container, he is cultivating confidence.

The fifteenth time a book is read is as pleasurable as the first because they know what is coming and they feel the joy of success.

I wonder how it affects them when they are told that something is a no, but at some later date it is a yes.

I am making no claims to child psychiatry skills, but I thought it was always interesting when my toddlers and grandchildren would reach out to touch some object they were not allowed to handle, and they would stop and look at me waiting for a response.

“No, you can’t touch that, it will break.” I’d say and they would smile and go about their business until it was time to practice parenting again.

I wonder if the smile was the touch of confidence they felt when they knew they knew the answer before they tested the outcome.

Cheryl and I have always put both choices on lets say the coffee table so there were touchable things, no one wants to live in a world of nothing but no.

I wonder how much disservice I/we have done to our children when our no doesn’t mean no.

Instead of confidence in their ability to assess a situation they are faced with confusion on what they thought they had learned.

Food for thought.

Universes of Beauty

Morning Meds; 10 21 22

We seldom see the totality of anyone, we only see what we believe them to be.

We seldom see the totality of ourselves, we only see what we believe ourselves to be.

Within everyone universes of beauty thrive hidden from us by our judgments.

Chutes and Ladders

Morning Meds; 10 13 22

Went to court today and everyone was me, judge, jury, prosecutor, defense attorney, bailiff, recorder and all who were there.

What was on trial was the beliefs I was raised with compared to what I believe now.

I saw a pathway of steppingstones strewn before me, the stones of the old and stones of the new and those still forming.

Like a game of Chutes and Ladders where the old stones slide you back to the old beliefs and the new stones carry you to the new.

Subtle differences disguised within the stones, often not seen, but felt.

If I am still looking for unconditional love, do I still see myself as unlovable?

In the old belief system, I couldn’t feel the love unless my faults were forgiven, nor could I fully access the Creator Of All.

In the new system I am just loved for I am 100% Source Energy; I am not in fear of judgement, loved or not loved doesn’t apply, access is just a thought away.

I am made-up of Everything That IS, and I can choose how I wish to express myself and my eternal existence in not contingent upon a single human existence.

The impact of duality is part of a human experience to teach me to love for love is the strongest energy.

I choose beliefs which look the most like love and those which feel the most compassionate for they are the most pleasant.

When I misstep and walk on the stones of the first, I begin to feel a loss of connection and I find myself reaching without instead of within.

I expect I will visit this court again and often, but many of the things I once struggled with have been thrown out of court and are no longer an issue.

The Bottom of Depression

Morning Meds; 10 15 22

The energy beneath a situation is where the solutions lay at least emotionally.

It we discern the energy beneath it, we can adjust how we act instead of reacting.

Most the time if it is troublesome the energy beneath it is fear, but what is the energy beneath depression if that is the situation?

Here are five of its characteristics:

It seems dark,

It impairs creative vision,

It conceals options,

It is confining in that it makes one feel trapped,

It creates a perceived inability to help yourself.

Fear produces many of these same results,

but what is the energy beneath the fear?

Something must be working right, or you wouldn’t be feeling fear, the processor is working fine it is just sending up the wrong set of feelings.

All energy is living in a sense, if you reduce it to its smallest form, atoms and molecules.

If we reduce it again, energy is an eternal dynamic formless essence that we describe as atoms.

I believe they are the expressed and unexpressed Consciousness of our creator of which we are a part.

Beneath the feeling or the energy of fear are the atoms and molecules that physically produce that those feelings in our bodies.

Atoms or energy are not depressed, they are neutral, they only form what they are directed to form.

So beneath fear and depression is the unlimited magnificence of the creator of universes.

Its not that we don’t have access to change, it is that we don’t realize how much possibility is available to us for change.

Being a depression survivor, what has worked for me is to do is the simple task of trying to send love to the depression and all its pain. I send it right down to my gut. It can be very difficult at first, but love will filter down through the pain, hopelessness, darkness, and the imagined inability. It will filter down through the fear and it will connect to our core of our soul.

The energy quickening our soul is perfectly intact and is working fine, the energy is just being filtered through fear instead of love.

Sounds corny at first, but it creates a light at the end of what can be a very dark tunnel.

I don’t make any claims of being a doctor or a therapist, although I’ve had a few, I just want to share what has helped me to manage and climb out of the pit of depression.

Not You, Not Me

Morning Meds; 10 8 22

As we wave our minds through the fog of solidity we begin to see that nothing is solid.

Not you, not me.

We exist as a mist surrounded by a fog in a cloud of imagined realities.

Ever changing, constantly reshaping ourselves by whims, beliefs and intentions.

Our greatest strength is our fluidity.

Our greatest solace is that we can always change.

Our greatest tool of transformation is realization.

Our greatest guiding direction is always love.

Splinters

Morning Meds; 9 28 22

Sometimes a regretted action can feel like you’ve run a splinter in your foot.

If it isn’t removed it will fester and infect the whole body.

Guilt is the pain left by an regretted action, shame is the infection that lingers.

Forgiving yourself is the tweezer that removes the splinter, applications of unconditional self-love is the salve that removes the infection.

Learning to forgive ourselves teaches us how to forgive others.