Tag: afterlife

Acknowledging the Silence

Morning Meds 9/30/24

I acknowledge the silence of All There Is.

It rises in my soul,

Louder than the roar of confusion.

I acknowledge the Silence

Of molecules paused in flight,

Each anticipating the presence of God.

I do see an ugly place.

A place of no saving grace,

A place of impossible change,

For it seems the choice is not my own.

Now I hear the whisper that quiets my soul.

It’s always there when I search within.

“I do see the waste of effort that uncertainty has brought

When you doubt what is possible from your heart.

Search deep, but do not look for things to fear.

Look for the things that you hold dear.

These are the strengths of your soul,

the loving parts that will endure.

Strengthen your foundation,

don’t tear it down.

Healing lies in love for self.

Power lies in love for others.

Healing is a permission given

It is not a gift withheld, when you feel unforgiven.

You are the one you wish to be

Otherwise, you would wish to be another.

We return to what we are,

That is our journey on this ball of soil.

The distractions only remind us of

what we know ourselves to be.

Look down and see the ball of light you are.

Look down and see the free soul you have become.

Look down and see the battles you no longer fight.

Look down and see how you are me

And I am you.

We are just another spark of creative essence creating realities.”

Spinning My Wheels

Morning Meds, 11/2/24

Spinning My Wheels

Spinning my wheels in useless repetition.

Clutching beliefs inscribed into the handrail of a merry-go-round called time.

Not wanting to be flung into the dust of disappointment.

I cling in desperation.

These words must be true!

They are my salvation!

Salvation from what?

 It’s a question no longer asked.

If my soul is safe, and

this is but another turn on the wheel of life,

then the dangers, once currant, have passed.

I don’t await a judgement of final entrapment,

 nor fiery flames to punish improper intent.

No endless darkness of searing pain,

no torment from banished angels.

All that awaits is a continuance of my life

contained in a different bracket of rules.

 My consciousness expressed in a costume re-worn.

Resting again in a realm where beginning and end continually combine

in the warmth of non-existent time…

There are times, when after your fear of judgement has passed, that you still have the same knee-jerk reaction you once had when you feel your journey isn’t going as well as you prefer.

Memories From Our Eternal Future


Morning Meds 10 27 24

Fun thought during my morning meditation.


I have been meditating on the concept of simultaneous time as a healing technique.


Simultaneous time represents the notion that there isn’t anything other than “now”, and everything is happening at this precise moment.


I am trained in a past life regression technique practiced by a group called Beyond Quantum Healing. (BQH)


In our sessions, we always ask for our clients’ future selves to bring healing to the client.


With that in mind, this is what I received this morning.


“The struggles you are experiencing now are the memories of the enlightened being you are now.
There is no reason to fear.

They are memories from our eternal future that are changeable with every choice we make.”


We can always look back at something we have overcome and be grateful for growth. This was just a view from farther down the road.


We are already what we wish to be, and we are where we are hoping to go in our spiritual journey. We just need to remember it.


The best we can envision ourselves to be in the future is but a memory of ours from a place we can’t even imagine yet.


There isn’t anything else, but now.

A Drop of Now

Morning Meds.

10/10/24

Fun thought.
Many scientists say that there is no time and that everything is happening simultaneously in a present moment we call now.


While meditating on this, I suddenly imagined the sound of a single drop of water sticking the surface of a puddle in a silent cave.  The distinctive sound was quite clear.


This is the thought that followed…


To return to our eternal past through thought opens the door to bring what we see as our past into the focus of our present now experience.


It allows us to re-experience it, and we can glean the benefits of what we experienced because, actually, it is happening now.


  If all eternity is happening at once and it can only be expressed as a now moment, then our whole eternal existence could be lived in the moment of sound created by a drop of water.

You wouldn’t think eternal life could happen so quickly.

Turtle Ferries

Morning Meds; 10 4 22

A freed soul freshly shedding it’s human shell steps from a shaft of light.

Back-lit, casting a shadow into the Beyond.

Peering into the twilight straining to see a distant movement.

The migration of sky turtles moving across the blackness of space.

Stepping stones streaching to the end of vision.

Their flippers gathering every now and pushing it into the past.

The wake of their movements trailing behind, rippleing the stillness of time.

Each a transporter of souls carrying them upon their back, ferrying them home to the Sea Of Consciousness.

A turtle rising through a shimmer at the feet of the waiting soul, turning around to offer it’s back.

Climbing upon the turles top, the turtle looking back to see and with a wink and a sigh it straighting it’s neck and pulling against the sky.

The excited memories of migration stirred in the memories of the souls.

Memories forgotten while dancing on earth except for homesicknesses lingering wieght.

The inner knowing of a life beyond earth’s menagerie of forms at a place of unhampered unity.

A place where love is all and all is love and a peaceful silence soothes.

Other turtles and other souls migrating back as they journey home.

Family reunions, enlightened realizations,

weights choosen to be borne, dropped into the Sea of Consciousness,

celebrations for another life lived, anticipation of what is next to come.