Tag: love

Please Be More Real

Morning Meds; 4 7 23

I asked my guides for a dream that helped me to see them as more real instead of a just a spiritual presence.

I worked as a maintenance man for twelve years before I retired. I worked with mostly the same crew of around seven people.

Dream.

I am back to work and we are moving a stack of six foot folding tables. They are stacked on end, which is not normal, and we are removing them because they are blocking a door and this will let us get into a room to the south. (present physical life)

Barry is in a hurry to get it done.

We clear the doorway and the room is a mixed bag of debris, some trash and some things we can keep.

Most the crew is there and we busy ourselves with the task. Most the unneeded things are piled to the north-west corner of the large room.(spiritual past)

In the very center of the room looking south we have cleared everything except for three lines or paths of shipping envelopes of a variety of sizes and they are filled with parts that we will need.

To the north center there is a pillar and a short table with a few items on it. The door we cleared is in the background.  I can’t make out what they is on the table. In following the dream I know it represents my meditation altar or table.

There are a few things to the east,  (future) but nothing that stands out. We had finished the job and I am looking at the table to the north as I wake up.

In following the dream my guide reminded me of when I was working the crew I was with are some of the best people I know. Everyone was willing to help each other, if someone was to do a job it got done. They were fun to be around. I was told that my guides are just as real and competent as the human crew I worked with. All I had to do is what I thought my job was and they would take care of theirs.

The three lines of new parts I think is my three creative interests at this time.

Ceramics,  writing, and BQH.

 This dream came the morning of a past life regression I experienced April first.

I will post something about it soon.

My guides did everything they know how to do all I had to do is show up and enjoy the ride.

It was amazing, some of the images were as real as a dream state.

Thanks.

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.

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.

Grief

Morning Meds; 3 14 20

Grief is difficult to release because it is the same love, we held for another, tainted with sadness.

To release the sadness, it feels as if we are releasing the love that filled our heart.

If we can separate them, we can retain the love and release the sadness.

That being said, it is necessary to refill the energetic void that lingers, with new love.

We are unconditional love, for we are one with Source, we can tap into our inherent love and let it rise within and spread it to others.

We reap love when we sow love.

Let love to refill our hearts.

Send yourself love

Morning Meds; 10 15 18

Send love to your negative, uncomfortable, unbearable emotions.

Realize that sending love to yourself, heals.

Learning to unconditionally love ourselves teaches how to love others.

Discomfort is just an indicator for change.

If it were not for the nerve sensors in our hands, we would never feel the flame to move our hands.

If not for uncomfortable emotions we would never search out a solution.