Two Posts

These are posts from two years apart that sound like a complete contradiction, maybe a bit of explanation would be helpful.

Most of these posts are what I needed in my life at their time of arrival. I started sharing them in hopes that others struggling with similar things could utilize them too.

The first (2018) deals with events from my present lifetime that I have/had drug along with me.

Events in our life can come to define us if you lock into them. They can become like a costume we wear and the emotions of that costume can swallow up the possibilities of change.

Sometimes it can be difficult to free ourselves once we have clothed ourselves in a certain way. We say “This is just how I am.” and with that declaration we pencil out many other possible choices.

That’s why, I’ve noticed, that these morning post are so repetitive in regards as to where we focus our thoughts. Repetitive thoughts don’t offer us a lot of new opportunities.

As we change our thoughts about ourselves and our percieved world, we can slowly nudge our life in a different direction.

The second post ( 2020) deals with the possibility of past incarnations. I choose to believe them to be valid experiences. I base that on my personal experience and on the work pioneered by Delores Cannon and the many practitioners that have helped people access this information. Of course Buddhism and Hinduism have embraced this belief for centuries.

Practitioners believe that many of our present life struggles are unresolved issues from prior incarnations. Similar to a spiritual memory or comparable to spiritual DNA. Once readdressed the issue in this lifetime often fades away.

I don’t know if it is a proveable phenomena, but I personally have found it to be life changing for myself and for others. Thanks.

Dragging stuff along

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It is important to address past hurts and experiences, if they seem to be impeding our growth,

but a preoccupation with the past can rob us our future.

It dulls our appreciation of the endless nows we are passing through.

A fixation on ones past, is like trying to complete your spiritual journey while walking backwards.

So much of our growth is learning to let things go, so we are no longer holding ourselves in place.

Embers

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Strewn along the path of our imagined personal journey lie the living embers of lives once lived.

These embers contain lessons learned and are always available to be taken in hand, blown upon with conscious intent and rekindled into flame.

The warmth of their fire, the aroma of their contents and the energy they contain can be reexperienced.

No reason not to make the best of every opportunity afforded to us.

Self containment

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All the knobs, latches and locks

in the prison of guilt and shame

open from the inside.

This self designed confinement,

whether imagined as a single cell or as a labyrinth,

was constructed by ourselves.

Self acceptance,

self forgiveness and

self love

are the keys that open any lock.

Others can offer encouragement,

but only we can choose

to set ourselves free.

Which end of the magnet

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We can believe that we are vulnerable to outside negative energies or

we can believe that we are so filled with light that the positive will repel all danger.

Both views can be completely accurate, we are beings of free will and choice.

We can decide which end of the magnet we choose to experience. .

Elusive Dragons

A dragon graced me with it’s presence as I drove home from work.

It nearly stretched from horizon to horizon.

It was poorly disguised as a cloud.

It’s nostrils, eyes, mouth, head and neck exposed,

clearly seen,

the great body unfurling behind in a continuous white flutter.

I was so awe struck

I pulled over to capture it’s picture, but by the time I stopped it was gone.

It’s absence told by the blue appearing between the separating clouds.

They are such an elusive creature, seemingly impossible to capture.

Unconditional love doesn’t

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Unconditional love dosen’t have

A political view, A racial bias or A preferred ethnicity.

Unconditional love doesn’t have a

Nationality, Group or Tribe.

Unconditional love doesn’t

Judge, Criticize or Demean.

Unconditional love doesn’t

Exclude, Discriminate or Shun

Unconditional love doesn’t build

Barriers, Fortresses or Prisons.

Unconditional love doesn’t

Separate, Alienate or Ban.

Unconditional love doesn’t have a preferred

Religion, Faith or Theology.

Unconditional love doesn’t

Steal, Lie or Cheat.

Unconditional love doesn’t

Hoard, Stockpile or Withhold.

Anywhere unconditional love is shared,

The recipient feels love.

Tinted Glasses

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We sometimes need to request new eyes so we can view our world in a new way.

Our beliefs color our perception in the same way tinted sunglasses tint what we see.

Clarity of vision comes with the realization of who and what we truly are.

Send yourself love

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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.

In memory of

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My mom completed her journey today at 2:20 PM. She had clothed herself with the cloak of Alzheimer’s and slowly disappeared from view. She was women of tenacity and strength, it was an honor to have shared 62 years of my life with her. She taught me honesty, hard work and kindness. She gave her heart to God and never wavered in her commitment. She was one of those, who gave Christianity a good name. She demonstrating love for God first, love for others second and love of personal gain last. From her I learned that spiritual health is your first priority, if that’s preserved, all else will fall into place. I was not always the best student, son or even a person, but she never condemned, withheld love or doubted the power of prayer. I know that her mentoring, unconditional love and constant belief that God would win me over is why I sit here filled with peace, hope and love. Although our beliefs are not identical, she introduced me to the creator of all things and the source of unconditional love. What more could one ask of a mother. We will meet again and together we will celebrate. I’m happy for her, she is free and celebrating now. Thank you mom, for your life.