Tag: short stories

Morning Meds; 1 18 19

One of the shortcomings of seeing ourselves above and separate from nature, is that nature is always willing to share it’s fruit with all, because sharing it’s fruit insures it’s survival. Maybe there is a lesson there.

Morning Meds; 1 18 20

While meditating I saw a long fence. I imagined it a barrier between me and my dreams.

As I walked along its southern edge looking for a way through, I came upon a part of the fence that was constructed letter shaped boards.

A large head high post shaped like the letter capitol I, following it was the letters spelling out the word can’t.

As I studied these words, I noticed two metal hinges connecting the I and the word can’t.

Looking at the ‘t, it started to shift, the t turned into a tall walking staff and the apostrophe changed into a kerosene lamp hanging from its cross.

The n of the word can was tied to the walking staff.

Untying it with my mind, I grasped the staff and the hanging lamp.

I pushed the gate, can, open and continued towards the north.

When faced with the words I can’t, turn it into a gate called I can, take the lighted lamp and staff and continue to your heart’s desire.

Morning Meds; 1 17 21

Trouble locating the Kingdom of Heaven?

Have you looked within?

Morning Meds; 1 17 20

Old joke, “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?” “Practice, practice, practice.”

The art of creative manifestation is in the skill sets of the Divine, good thing we are divine energy masquerading as humans.

Think how much daily practice we could have if every time we became upset, we used our creative thought energy and manifesting ability to create a calming thought. That would lead to a calming emotion.

If we could interpret the smaller interruptions to our peacefulness as opportunities to practice creative thought changes, then in time those seemingly large interruption would be easier to handle.

This is not to say ignore feeling, they are the barometer of our soul, but it would just create an opportunity to create better coping skills. No reason to stay upset over trivial incidents.

This thought could change how we cope with the common wear and tear of life.

I know I will be putting in a lot of practice.

I let myself get upset much too often.

Morning Meds; 1 17 19

The only thing that keeps us, us, is consciousness.

All our cells have come and gone, energy formed and reformed by consciousness.

Consciousness energizing our DNA allows us to replicate ourselves.

We are always completely new and capable of change, so why does change seem difficult?

Our beliefs are the only part of us that remains old.

Our beliefs define us, that’s why we hang onto them.

Thankfully, we have the ability to reform them at any time.

Thoughts are the building blocks of our beliefs.

Beliefs are constructed and strengthened one thought at a time.

We live each moment as a collection of experiences and beliefs.

We become the product of the universe we’ve created for ourselves.

If we see our beliefs as solidified thought energy, stored in the garage of our mind, change becomes easier.

Change may be just a matter of cleaning our mental garage.

We can always change our beliefs; it’s done one thought at a time.

Reading spiritual materials, meditation and finding spiritual minded people accesses new thoughts.

New thoughts open doors to new things.

Just a thought.

Morning Meds: 1 16 20

Executing the skill sets of a divine being in this cumbersome bag of flesh, is like untying knots while wearing mittens.

Realizing this to be the case, wonderfully exhilarating.

Morning Meds; 1 16 19

The illusion of hopelessness is a desert with no exits.

Draw a door in the sand and imagine yourself passing through it.

Beneath the sand is your core essence.

Even the attempt to reach it, opens doors to the sweetness of hope and the waters of change.

Hopelessness is a lie.

Morning Meds; 1 15 19

When we plan to share our opinions with another, it’s best if our words are battered with compassion and dipped in love, just in case you ever have to eat them.

Have a great day.

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.