Tag: Meditation

Morning Meds; 4 14 19

What once was

is never gone,

it’s now a cloud reformed.

The was it was

is a newly made now

floating within your grasp.

To grasp at clouds

as they form and fade,

or to attempt to stall their change,

is an impossible task.

They are made to pass

or they will steal your now away. …..

We seem to pass through an endless corridor of doors of change as pursue the divine.

As we pass through them, we begin to see that it is our change that make them appear.

I am always questioning my reluctance to proceed and why I sometimes let fear block the way.

We are unconditionally loved, protected and guided.

Really, if we fully realized how safe we are,

we would know it is impossible to screw it up.

Morning Meds; 4 14 20

The timid stand on the shores of the sea of miracles, the courageous wade in and dive to its depths.

The problem is not a lack of faith, but more of an issue of what we believe.

Doubt is a strong faith in the belief that miracles can’t happen for us.

The courageous don’t have more faith, they just have a belief that miracles can happen for anyone and everyone.

If we seem blocked, it might be more pertinent to look at our relationship with ourselves than to question our relationship with our maker.

We are unconditionally loved.

Learning to love ourselves unconditionally allows us to explore the depths of miracles.

Treat yourself like a loved one, we are always safe.

Morning Med; 4 13 20

Need is the only requirement to receive Divine assistance.

We are unconditionally loved.

Morning Meds; 4 13 19

Love is the opposite of fear.

Love expands, fear contracts.

Fear repels, love embraces.

Love releases, fear controls.

Fear shrinks, love unfolds.

Love accepts, fear rejects.

Fear punishes, love forgives.

Love sings, fear screams.

Fear strikes, love caresses.

Love is peacefulness, fear is dis-ease.

We are love.

Our love can release the constrictions of fear and bring peace.

Treat yourself like a loved one, be yourself.

Our true essence is love.

Our true nature is to love.

Morning Meds; 4 12 19

The passing of anything, passes its energy to the birthing of the new.

What we see as life and death is but the continual flow of transformation.

Morning Meds; 4 12 22

Short dream…. I just remember the tail end of it.

I was on the driver’s side of my work truck; it was facing north. (spiritual) I was looking south and interacting with some people to the south of me. (My physical world)

Someone to the west (past) of me asked if I had my license to sell fish and had I signed it?

My hands were full, but I assured them that I had one and it was signed……end of dream.

I looked up selling fish and it said financial loss, I begin retirement in 9 weeks and that will affect finances. For me, the symbolism of a fish is also indicative of Christianity, so it has a spiritual connotation to it.

My views have changed so much that I don’t see myself as real Christian anymore, but it laid the groundwork for whatever I am now.

The fish symbol goes along with the seldom used biblical word “monger” like a fishmonger.

I am planning to retire soon, and I am certified to help people experience past life regressions.

I have no plans of getting rich, but it is customary to charge.

It has been difficult for me to feel brave enough to venture out into this type of work, (still haven’t) I don’t want to disappoint.

This dream to me is a gift of encouragement saying that I have what I need to continue so I can be sort of a spiritual fishmonger and help people to reap the benefits of this type of work.

Time will tell.

Morning Meds; 4 12 20

When we concentrate on the concentration of strength, help and love that is always available within us, we can rest in the silent peace of our core.

Morning Meds; 4 11 19

See yourself as a rendered skitch.

Slowly let your higher self slowly erase you.

Inch by inch, cell by cell, from crown to the bottom of your feet.

With it goes your repository of hopes and fears, your trophy shelf of accomplishments and file box of failures, your physical essence both well and frail.

Erase until only a blank page remains.

What do you have left?

A new beginning filled with infinite possibilities and potential.

How we could imagine ourselves in our wildest daydream, would be tame compared to what we truly are.

Interesting mantra, I recall the I Am, I am.

Have a great day!

Morning Meds 4 8 22

Dream…

I don’t remember the early parts of the dream, but at the end I was standing beside a machinist helping him run a machine, facing south.

I turned to my right so as to look to the northeast, and I saw this old guy, I thought it to be my employer, pushing the door shut and all the lights went off, leaving me in complete darkness.

I interpret most of my dreams in a context of information concerning my imagined spiritual journey.

Symbolically the South is my physical life, northeast is spiritual future events. Due north would be present tense spiritual situation.

The easiest conclusion would be some evil old entity was going to trap me in a room and I would be left in spiritual darkness.

That makes for a lot of drama and fear, not my cup of tea.

I realized that for me this old guy is always symbolic of the old belief system I am exiting.

He seems to be a frequent flier in my dreams, he even flipped me off once.

So, the old guy, my boss, I’m sure is an aspect of myself.

When I meditate on a dream, I always get information which I write down.

This is what I got when I meditated….

Is there anything that could close a door to Consciousness?

I think not, for any door is constructed of the same material.

The frame, the jambs, the trim, the hinges, the latch, the lock….

The wall that supports the door, the walls that create the enclosure, the ceiling, the floor….

the human form who closed the door and turned off the light, even every thought about the experience.

They are all the same material, from the dream experienced to the imagination that imagined the separation.

Boundaries are only created in an atmosphere that believes in the possibility of separation and the contrasts of duality.

Beyond this imagined space we realize that all there is, is, All There Is.

The diversity and contrasts we see as dangerous, or distracting are seen in their true context, and they become a thing of useful symbolic beauty helping us to free ourselves.

There are no true boundaries when we travel by way of consciousness because we can see the whole illusion.

We realize we are so much more than what we experience, we are greater than someone trapped in a room.

We are one with All There Is.

We are Consciousness and can anything close a door to Consciousness?