Morning Meds; 11 3 22
Our ability to heal ourselves is part of our incarnated package deal.
We often just need healers and teachers to point the way and remind us.
Healers and teachers often open the doors to our memories and help to remove our spiritual amnesia that we are born with.
They touch a part of us, and it is quickened.
Morning Meds; 11 2 22
Changing beliefs is a like housekeeping.
It is easy to track in unuseful things, our broom is our emotions, how does this make me feel, is this trust or is this fear?
Trust, compassion and love uplift and bring calm, fear always stirs the pot.
Cleaning house is usually more of a process of discarding than of acquiring.
Sweeping out the undesirable is a matter of choice.
We are blessed with creative freewill, if fear lingers, we sometimes need to remove its source, it is often a stain like memory or teaching, sometimes we need to replace a belief completely, but it is always a freewill choice.
Morning Med 11 1 22
Love’s concentric rings ripple the surface of stillness.
Love, often unseen in a sea of turmoil,
changes its surroundings.
Every motion has an effect,
every motion has an equal and opposite reaction,
a change must take place.
What of love drizzled on hate?
How do we thrive in political unrest?
We choose to love ourselves enough
to send love to those we see as threats.
No matter which side you believe yourself to be on
Love has no preference.
Love thrives in any situation
It stills turmoil, hate and fear,
its concentric rings restore the stillness.
Morning Meds; 11 1 22
Our beliefs can be either sandbags or hot air,
are our beliefs causing us to soar or are they pulling us down?
Our life is our hot air balloon, we decide what we carry.
Morning Meds; 10 31 22
Surrounded by invisible gases
Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced
Providing existence with our every breath.
Existing in a bubble in space
Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced
Providing existence for our every step.
We dwell in bubbles both seen and hidden
Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced
Protected by an infinite Consciousness.
We don’t doubt the existence of air
Nor the existence of our bubble in space
Yet sometimes we falter.
We fail to see the bubble of love
Scarcely noticed unless unbalanced
Provided by the Creator of All.
Morning Meds; 10 30 22
Confidence is the result of repeated success.
When a toddler continually repeats the same action as dropping a shape through an appropriate opening or screwing a lid back on a container, he is cultivating confidence.
The fifteenth time a book is read is as pleasurable as the first because they know what is coming and they feel the joy of success.
I wonder how it affects them when they are told that something is a no, but at some later date it is a yes.
I am making no claims to child psychiatry skills, but I thought it was always interesting when my toddlers and grandchildren would reach out to touch some object they were not allowed to handle, and they would stop and look at me waiting for a response.
“No, you can’t touch that, it will break.” I’d say and they would smile and go about their business until it was time to practice parenting again.
I wonder if the smile was the touch of confidence they felt when they knew they knew the answer before they tested the outcome.
Cheryl and I have always put both choices on lets say the coffee table so there were touchable things, no one wants to live in a world of nothing but no.
I wonder how much disservice I/we have done to our children when our no doesn’t mean no.
Instead of confidence in their ability to assess a situation they are faced with confusion on what they thought they had learned.
Food for thought.
Morning Meds; 10 29 22
The metronome of change echoes it’s time,
our world still two-steps while change taps a waltz.
Out of rhythm with the new song
many struggling to retain the old.
Love filters in,
light through the canopy of old growth.
The shadows, revealed by the light scurry about
disturbed by the winds of change.
Change will prevail,
relentless and as dependable as the seasons
and like a room full of clocks
time will ultimately synchronize to a single meter.
Morning Meds 10 27 22
Faith is always doubt’s downfall.
Morning Meds 10 28 22
Showers of peace
Droplets of love
Rising waters of healing
Flowing from within.
Sparks of ignition
Flames of transition
Fires stoked
Warmth rising within.
Desires obtained
Conditions altered
Fears dissolved
Healings rising within.
Beliefs birthed
Assurity attained
Doubt dispelled
Faith rising within.
Altered conclusions
Self-evident changes
Healings felt
Divine intercessions rising from within.
…
No one knows us better than ourselves and
no one can send a more fervent request.
Nothing is between us and
our creator for we are one.
Morning Meds; 10 26 22
There are personal situations where other people’s feelings are involved and there are situations where it is the world around us.
This is for those situations happening around us where we have little say in what happens.
Different views produce different results, if you see a thing as huge thing then it will be huge thing.
If you see it as a small matter, it will shrink accordingly.
Shrinking a matter returns our ownership of our emotional continuance.
We can decide how we prefer to feel about a thing.
Ask yourself, how would it look if its importance was removed or how would it look if there were overriding certainties?
Its importance is, although it is important does it effect my life at this moment?
What was a big deal can be reduced by seeing how much potential for thriving in any situation we have when we realize our true stature as spirits living in human bodies, that is an overriding certainty
We are bigger than situations.
Sometimes our concerns about situations can steal away our peace.
We always have the ability to take our power back.
This is away to pause and regroup so we are not needlessly giving away our peace of mind.
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