Tag: Meditation

Morning Meds; 1 15 20

The inscription on the key that opens the doors to freedom from bondage reads, “I am responsible for everything in my life.”

Our belief that we are a victim, creates victimism and blocks our innate abilities to change our lives for we have surrendered our gift of free will.

There is a theory that we choose our life and associates before we incarnate.

The emotional and physical challenges in our lives are loosely scripted and these agreements are blocked from our memories.

These agreements and the usefulness of those decisions can be regained if we search for them.

We make decisions that help ourselves and others to spiritually evolve.

Within this theory is the possibility that the relationship between an absent father and a child was a choice made before returning to earth.

The abandoned child can acquire the strength that can be grown from this situation and the child may have the opportunity to learn the personal value of forgiveness.

The abandoning father choice to live a life of regrets becomes an act of personal sacrifice and love so the child can gain personal and spiritual experiences.

It removes the unusefulness of blame, the poison of hate and the two-edged sword of vengeance.

Once we see the possibility that we choose our life, it opens the realization that we can take actions towards change.

We are no longer a victim.

We become the creative essence we really are.

Morning Meds; 1 14 22

Mountains hear the sounds of other mountains.

Earth sings its song.

Many will fade away in a world of change and many will remain.

Beware of the strength of fear but know that love will prevail.

Mountains hear the rumbles of Earth and tremble in response.

The song of change echoes in the universe of man.

The mountains bow their heads to pray.

Morning meds; 1 14 19

When I meditated, I got a moving image.

I saw what looked like a movie of a cell going through division.

Cell division looks kind of like a belt around a cell keeps tightening until it suddenly separates into two.

There was a conversation on a site, about how difficult it seems to be at this time, to stayed centered even with meditation.

My take on the image is that it shows how the polarization at this time, energetically, is pulling us nearly in two.

It is easy to see this as a battle between good and evil.

Our earth is going through a spiritual transformation.

If you see it as a battle between good and evil, it forces us to take sides, it creates exclusion and perpetuates hate.

If we view this polarization, as a difference between love and fear, it frees us.

We can choose love, without taking sides, excluding anyone, or stirring the pot of hatred.

Love and fear are feelings, good or evil are often seen as actions by individuals.

We can use the thought. “I choose love, in whatever form it needs to be, to return my soul to peace.”

I hope it helps, only love can calm the tension and our combined energy of love strengthens us all.

We are all in this together.

Morning Meds; 1 14 20

We walk through the shifting shadows of varied dimensions and realities, like the wind passing through leaves of a tree.

Unaware of their presence we pass them failing to use the opportunities for change they afford.

We are energy, fluctuating manifestations of Source energy, with whom, we are one.

Morning Meds; 1 13 20

A differing opinion is not a sign that the fullness of Source is not in that person.

Opinions are a product of our dualistic world,

Source doesn’t have opinions,

Source knows all.

Look for the good in others, that way, they can see ours.

Morning Meds; 1 13 19

It’s interesting that when you reach a state of meditative solitude, you feel the least alone.

Let’s not allow a fixation on one emotional wound, steal our attention away from all the beauty surrounding us.

1 13 22

Odd dream not yet pursued.

Short little dream from the Land of Toons. Always a pleasure.

A house the shape and color of a huge acorn, with a thatch and wood shingled roof.

A man as round as rubber ball, clothed in brown and tweed.

A ruddy vest belted with twisted twine, a shoulder strap securing a woven pouch, slung to his hip.

Loose topped boots clumped and worn, laced to the knees, the laces feather tipped.

He sat atop his round topped house, his squat legs straddling the brick chimney rising through the thatch.

With his right hand he drew a rope from around his waist and snapped it like a whip.

It circled the chimney in a sweeping arch the tip landing in his outstretched left.

Raising both hands above his head gripping the rope like reins of team of horses he fell backwards against the roof of the house.

His legs flew up and out and he buried his heels into the base of the chimney.

The house rose from the forest floor in a gust of wind.

Leaves swirled in from every direction pushing the house and the short round man into the air.

It was followed by other acorn cottages each being driven by little plump riders.

They dotted the evening sky.

What do ya do with a dream like that, except say “thanks”?

Morning Meds; 1 12 22

Although many of my beliefs have changed a great deal in the last few years some things remain infused. God/Source is big stuff, everything, all the other stuff, in all its diversity, is meant to be seen as secondary chatter. Nothing is bigger.

I find it interesting how easy the chatter can scream so much louder than the immenseness of God/Source. It seems so many have so much more faith in the possibility of calamity, fear and abandonment than in the possibility of peace, love and intervention.

We are unconditionally loved, gifted with the powerful tool of faith, it performs its function regardless of what it is focused towards.

Our choices effect our lives and the lives of those around us.

Morning Meds; 1 12 20

A morning conversation about a word.

Exemplary…

“Serving as a desirable model; representing the best of its kind.”

Source, “Attempt to live an exemplary life.”

Me, “But, what about when I screw up?”

Source, “Just love yourself and go on, just love yourself and go on. It’s just that easy.”

Have a loving day.