Morning Meds; 2 9 19
We direct our lives through moment-by-moment choices.
These choices are what paints our world.
We are constantly meeting one of two types of people.
Those who look at how well someone is painting their lives and say,
“You missed a spot.”
or those who say,
“This is beautiful, wow, what a great job you’ve done.”
Encouragement instills hope and courage into our lives.
Which type of person we choose to be is always a choice.
Morning Meds; 2 8 22
Acorns become trees,
thoughts become beliefs,
we create the forests we live in.
Morning Meds; 2 8 20
The most welcome rains follow a drought.
The best flavor enhancer for a meal is hunger.
We relish the presence of our creator, but most of us have wrongly believed we were/are separated.
We are always 100% connected to our creator, we are one.
This realization makes the reunion that much sweeter.
Morning Meds; 2 8 19
Explore the splendor and magnificence of your core and see the vastness of eternity.
All we need and all we’ve ever had awaits our inspection, our renewed interaction and our assimilation of unlimited possibilities for personal change.
It’s only an altered perspective, an inquiry and a few breaths away.
It’s our core to explore, we just need to grant ourselves access.
Morning Meds; 2 7 19
Monroe wandered lost across a desert of delusion moving from mirage to mirage.
He had hoped to find the perfect illusion to satisfy his mind.
In frustration, he finally stopped and sat upon the sand.
He closed his eyes to the distractions and quietly looked inside.
He found his heart softly beating a simple single song.
A song that sang out a single wish.
“I want to sit within the heart of God.”
He saw a single drop of moisture form upon the surface of his heart.
It ran down its edge and dripped onto the desert sand.
Another drip followed; a pool began to form.
Upon this puddle of hope a thought slowly surfaced and shimmered before his eyes.
“Instead of searching everywhere, you should just keep looking into your heart.”
Monroe suddenly realized; he could create his own mirage.
He could gather the energy that shined within and use it to construct what he had found.
He would use the materials within his heart to build a Palace of Peace.
He filled his palace with excellence.
He carpeted his floors with rest.
He constructed rooms of pure intent and filled them with things he loved.
He filled his taps with compassion drawing it from a central spring of love.
He tilled his courtly gardens, planted seeds of mercy and hope.
He dug a mote around the palace and filled it with inclusion.
Build a bridge across it and raised a flag of welcome.
“Let this Palace of Peace, this oasis of hope, be a place of rest for all.”
That being his final decree, Monroe sat and looked around the palace he’d built.
He had realized the essence of everyone’s heart and in that peaceful moment he thought,
“So many of us have wandered and searched for oh so long,
when all we have to do is scratch the surface of our heart.”
Morning Meds; 2 6 19
Each day brings new opportunities to make the world a better place.
It’s as easy as a kind act and shared compassion.
Morning Meds; 2 6 20
No matter what our opinion is about the state of the union,
the state of our union with the intelligent consciousness of the universe,
is always 100% intact.
We can always find comfort in that realization.
Morning Meds; 2 5 19
Sit
Be still.
Feel your core.
Open its door.
Absorb the love.
Transcend
Repeat
The greatest service we can offer humanity at this time is to learn how to release love into the world.
Morning Meds; 2 5 20
Been meditating on the energizes of emotions.
It seems to me the energy of resentment against oneself or against another has a very similar feel to the energy of depression.
I’ve heard depression is anger turned inward.
Maybe the raised energy of forgiveness and unconditional love, will counter the pain of depression.
Certainly, couldn’t hurt.
Morning Meds; 2 4 20
The journey becomes so much easier when we remember all we have to do is follow our heart.
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