Morning Meds; 4 10 19
The constraints that restrain our progress are the illusions of our imagination gone awry.
Our imagination is the paintbrush of our mind.
It was never meant to be discarded, stifled nor forsaken as we aged.
Paint yourself unrestrained, unrestricted, and flowing forward like the wind.
Picture yourself and your life as beautiful.
Morning Meds; 4 10 20
There is a call to silence and as you meditate, it easily seeps in, filling you with its warmth.
It’s like someone has opened the tap.
Once the peace rises past the chatter and silence drowns out the noise, splendid experiences await.
I imagined myself as the center of a flower surrounded by the eight petals of Taoist change.
The petals multiplied into a sunflower and began spiraling clockwise upwards until they closed around themselves and my essence like the twisted leaf of a rising Hosta.
I felt fear dissolve and faith rise.
I was encased in protection.
We are always protected by our connection to Source.
We are always at the center of the thousand petaled lotus flower of Divine Compassion.
Silence is the quickest way to find what we call now.
Meditation is the quickest way to find silence.
Stay safe, no, correction, I mean…. We are safe, for we are wrapped in unconditional love.
Morning Meds; 4 9 20
In this transition, it is easy to see this virus as an unconditional evil striking where it chooses, but you can’t have evil without love, there is always balance.
The balance is the unconditional love being shown by the world’s caregivers as they bravely save lives.
Human compassion is always beautiful to see, tragedy always draws it to the surface.
Morning Meds; 4 9 19
Faith is the name of the horse that pulls the cart filled with results.
The horse before the cart, is seeing yourself already free, that’s the key to freedom.
Waiting to be free so you can enjoy liberty is the cart before the horse.
We experience what we believe to be true. If we believe we are free we will experience it.
Morning Meds; 4 9 22
If you look at the universe on an atomic level,
every millisecond the whole universe changes.
If it is this way physically, how much more spiritually?
“You can’t step into the same river twice.”
I think it is either Buddhists or Taoists in origin.
Morning Meds; 4 8 19
Whenever my spiritual drain seems backed up,
I always have a lot of, I’m a victim, to clean up.
I have a lot less mess when I take full responsibility for all my mental choices.
Morning Meds; 4 8 20
The doors that offer the best help are the ones that require a prolonged silence to open.
Morning Meds; 4 7 19
Internal turmoil fostered the thought, who is the gatekeeper of my mind, and can I create or appoint one?
The one presently occupying the post seems to be a slacker.
The answer was, the door to our minds only swings out, never in.
The question is not, who is our gatekeeper, the question is, who is the director of our show.
The answer to that is always, I Am.
It’s as if we are standing in a lighthouse with its light to our backs.
The light we see is projected though our consciousness, shaped by our beliefs.
We misinterpret the light projected from within as an external rising sun.
When in fact we are just casting our energy upon a vast expanse of emptiness.
The reason it appears as if it comes from the outside in, is because it seems to just suddenly appear out of nowhere.
Whoops, there it is!
Which is true, for an instant ago it was just unmanifested potential.
We misinterpret turmoil, if not for the turmoil we create for ourselves, we would never awaken.
We would remain hypnotized by our creative prowess and wouldn’t choose to search for who and what we truly are.
We are 100%, I Am, energy.
Morning Meds; 4 7 22
All along the spectrum of possibility, like runners from a plant, realities rise from its activated nodes.
They vine their way into our lives.
The neutrality of the runners allows all our choices to grow, for it is the supplier and the supporter of free will.
We needn’t blame God for what we’ve grown, nor blame ourselves for we learn through excess and lack and we adjust our cultivation accordingly.
Some sprouts/manifestations grow more quickly than others, all affect our perspective.
Our habitual feedings of the same thoughts are the source of their accelerated growth.
Fear grows the quickest, fear in small amounts provides guidance, but if it isn’t curbed it becomes invasive.
In time it can affect our overall perceptions and can choke out our hope and joy.
We must create your choices with unconditional love, faith in our Higher Power and the knowledge that we are the gardener of our realities.
We decide what thrives in our garden.
We are unconditionally loved always.
Morning Meds; 4 7 20
The more we realize that we are always safe with Source, the more we can search infinity.
Be an intrepid explorer, we are infinite.
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