Tag: poetry

Morning Meds; 2 24 19

Every word we use is an energy packet. A symbolized descriptive picture that tells our mind where to walk and what to see.

With the picture comes some type of emotional reaction. We tend to only notice when the reactions boil over. Say the word AND, and we automatically look down the road to see what’s coming. Emotions of inquiry and anticipation are stirred.

The name of any religion has endless volumes of possible visual and emotional reactions. Just the word religion can start a tea pot whistling in some people. Just the simplest exchange of words used to describe ourselves can open rivers of welcome investigation.

That being said…

Try having a core-to-core conversation with your guides, your guardian angel, your posse of permanent spiritual friends. (Find the word that works for you) They are always there to help, guide and instruct.

Reminisce, remember, recall, revisit, return, reestablish, remind.

Follow any of these words down the path they open, and you’ll find wonderful nutrition for your soul.

We’ve been together a very long time. Long before the string of time was strung, long before countless lifetimes, we just need to reminisce a bit and have our memory restored.

Morning Meds; 2 23 20

We can see our human experience as the central starting point for our spiritual journey of realization and journey out or we can see our center core as the fullness of realization and journey in, either way we will in time begin to reach common conclusions.

At some point we begin to transcend human constants and embrace invisible, untouchable, illogical, unprovable nuggets of information, that through a leap of faith, we can begin shape our lives around.

Pretty amazing when you think about it.

Treat yourself like a loved one, we all benefit, for we are all one connected expression of Consciousness.

Morning Meds; 2 23 19

Still pursuing the energy of emotions. Viewing it as a location where its energy is visitable, solidified, inspectable and definable.

Shame is old energy. It’s like the skin that forms on scalded milk. The cooling crust of a lava flow. The scab that covers a wound.

It’s woven from stands of self-judgment, like a blanket, it obscures our true light and keeps it from shining out. We become compressed by our own disdain.

We fear it’s sudden removal assuming the removal will reactivate the pain.

If we choose to heal from the inside out, it will fall away leaving new growth instead of pain.

Its purpose is protection. Its purpose is to be a temporary fix, not a permanent armor suit.

It can be removed, in the usual way, the miracle salve that flows from our heart, love.

Love for ourselves and love for even the uncomfortable emotions like guilt, shame and fear.

All our emotions are needed, useful and important. We first must own them, for they are ours.

We release our self-healing love into them, as an opportunity to practice, experience and enjoy unconditional love.

This way we learn to balance all the different elements of emotional energy that flow through us.

Morning Meds; 2 22 19

We have no enemies.

We have no foes.

No mythological monsters pursuing our soul.

The tales shared, are but personified fear.

We create their existence, by believing they’re here.

They’re as real as we believe.

They fade when we doubt.

They feed on our fears.

From our mind, not our heart.

We are safe in our core,

Where all energies are one.

A homogeneous mixture,

as bright as the sun.

Morning Meds; 2 22 20

Our beliefs are the garden we tend in our mind.

Some thoughts are like weeds that are easily pulled.

Old beliefs are more like spreading vines, with a root system that affects many other beliefs.

Removing them takes constant pruning.

Planting new thoughts helps to smother out the old.

We are responsible for the beliefs we choose to keep, replace or plant.

This garden we tend is where all our creativity is grown, our medical herbs are tended, and our spiritual nutrition is harvested.

Morning Meds; 2 21 20

The logic of children from age Two through six, is a beautiful thing.

The conclusions they draw from what they view is always a treat.

They view the world with new eyes.

As we begin to let old beliefs go and free ourselves from past traumas,

we too can begin to view the world with new eyes and come to new conclusions.

It is a beautiful thing.

Morning Meds; 2 21 19

Like ripples of lightning,

rumbling in a thunder cloud,

we lace our way through points of passage,

eyelets in the expression of time.

Reborn, to be reborn, to be reborn.

We are magnificent flashes of energy,

learning the art of creative manifestation.

We are 100% energy.

Morning Meds; 2 20 22

If we don’t see ourselves as beautiful, we are not looking deep enough into our souls.

Our core is 100% beautiful.

Morning Meds; 2 19 20

When we find that spot of stillness while meditating, it’s not that we have found the good, as if we have escaped the bad.

The stillness comes when we’ve reached our core.

Our core is like the centrifuge of a nuclear reactor, only it radiates unconditional love.

Unconditional love is the perfect balance of all opposing energies, it is neutral.

Unconditional love would express the same quality and amount of love, for Adolf Hitler, as it would for Mother Teresa.

The key word being unconditional.

It’s the unity of duality.

Perfect balance, perfect love.

It’s our core energy.

Letting this energy radiate from our core outward, balances all the energy in our lives.

It raises the low, calms the high, creates peacefulness.

Peacefulness is the state of neutral balanced energy.

Morning Meds; 2/20/20

Let the dark cloak shrouding our beliefs fall away.

Let us stand naked before our concept

of what we believe our Creator to be.

Let unconditional love confirm it’s vastness.

If uncomfortableness prevents our acceptance of unlimited access,

or we feel the necessity of shame,

we still do not grasp unconditional love’s magnitude.

Let us reminisce our lives,

realizing that no thought, action or behavior,

ever caused Source to feel embarrassment for us, nor ever lessened the volume of love given.

The realization of unconditional love guarantees unconditional access.

It doesn’t get any better than this.

If in the reading of this a remembered thought, action, or behavior Screams, “What about me?”

That’s the one to start sending love to.

Have a blessed day.