Personally Profound Perception Plus… is my confession corner. There I share the message in my mind-heart-soul about life and living.
March 23, 2006
Hello Breath
There I am peacefully sitting on a cumulus cloud as it transports me so I can unhurriedly admire and absorb the bountiful beauty while my cells continue to heal and regenerate. Mind recuperates. Soul proceeds with the rejuvenating resurrection of spirit
And, I am loving it all!
That treat is working wonders in removing the pain from the forefront of attention
!
March 22, 2006
Nature’s Narrators
The birds enchanting me with their innate musical ability makes waking up to ease my ouches a splendid kind of soreness. The physical pain may just be what Nature is using to serve the purpose of making me alert to accept the remedy of my feathered friends.
The sun’s warmth already making me aware of the dawn of a new day and the end of a night of spasm from healing nerves and hungry muscles made the gentle breeze a great comfort to help me adjust my woozy brain to partake and participate in this brand new concert of life.
The memory of flowers waiting to fragrance me on my way to assist my body to remember the joy and importance of mobility made me appreciate what I can continue to do to attend to myself.
The laughter of children prompted me to appreciate how rejuvenating the breath of oxygenated lungs can be to even the most sore soul.
The clouds strolling along the blue roof that holds the firmament from closing in and swallowing me reminds me that like them I am divinely guided and protected.
The tears that release the heaviness of my heart as I sometimes wonder why life situations feel like a cruel disciplinarian. If nothing else it forces me to be honest and admit that I am happy to be alive even though I ask God why all this pain
The yesteryears that roam to and fro in the room of the mind encourage me to let life filter the debris of trauma so I can focus and understand with clarity what really matters now.
And so I choose to continue assisting the body to reinstate its ability to heal itself to restore/ maintain its physical function.
The sun’s warmth already making me aware of the dawn of a new day and the end of a night of spasm from healing nerves and hungry muscles made the gentle breeze a great comfort to help me adjust my woozy brain to partake and participate in this brand new concert of life.
The memory of flowers waiting to fragrance me on my way to assist my body to remember the joy and importance of mobility made me appreciate what I can continue to do to attend to myself.
The laughter of children prompted me to appreciate how rejuvenating the breath of oxygenated lungs can be to even the most sore soul.
The clouds strolling along the blue roof that holds the firmament from closing in and swallowing me reminds me that like them I am divinely guided and protected.
The tears that release the heaviness of my heart as I sometimes wonder why life situations feel like a cruel disciplinarian. If nothing else it forces me to be honest and admit that I am happy to be alive even though I ask God why all this pain
The yesteryears that roam to and fro in the room of the mind encourage me to let life filter the debris of trauma so I can focus and understand with clarity what really matters now.
And so I choose to continue assisting the body to reinstate its ability to heal itself to restore/ maintain its physical function.
March 21, 2006
Astute Approach
The built-in doctor and doctors of the gift of grace continue to cooperate with universe principles of wellness. I am making choices that support optimal outcomes to live each moment with dignified degrees of self respect, self love and self acceptance.
The clouds are currently coaching me to appreciate the meaning of graceful and for this I am grateful!
March 13, 2006
Nativity
Spring is a season that comes with more than sprouting of seeds and bulbs. To me, it is a messenger of manifesting the reality of fresh way of living.
What strike me even more are the trees merrily dancing and exercising their naked branches at the mere passing of winter. Already they are enthusiastic about their new outfits of leaves and flowers. What endurance! What magnanimity! What confidence! Models of resilience are all I witness the trees continue to display their faith in how life creates magic of birth.
Exactly how everything began so they can be readily available to work for creation and creator keeps me in awe of the infinite organizing intelligence of universe.
What strike me even more are the trees merrily dancing and exercising their naked branches at the mere passing of winter. Already they are enthusiastic about their new outfits of leaves and flowers. What endurance! What magnanimity! What confidence! Models of resilience are all I witness the trees continue to display their faith in how life creates magic of birth.
Exactly how everything began so they can be readily available to work for creation and creator keeps me in awe of the infinite organizing intelligence of universe.
March 12, 2006
Transition Throve
When Life nudged me that moving along from the familiar that was stagnating the mind and putrefying the brain was its way of renewing me my body smiled, spirit gyrated, soul sang, mind groaned and brain leap with joy!
Heaven’s dance floor swung open and I fell…
In to
Deep….deep…deep
Sleep
Heaven’s dance floor swung open and I fell…
In to
Deep….deep…deep
Sleep
March 11, 2006
Enough Already!
Each day of this last few weeks has been feeling like a decade of years.
Super speedy multitasking woman does not even dare consider a race with a crawling child and this is getting to my do-it-myself brain. Mind keeps hollering. Body insists on challenging me to slow down even more and that is beginning to knock the wind off enthusiasm
Buckling down, grinning and bear took their toll. God, in case you are unsure of my prayers or confused about my silent swearing and loud lauding or I still have not yet fully expressed myself well enough for you to accept, I am making myself abundantly clear right now.
This last few months have added up much too much anguish fumes in my tank of joy!”
Suffice to say right now I am at my wits end with the Angel of Transmutation
Super speedy multitasking woman does not even dare consider a race with a crawling child and this is getting to my do-it-myself brain. Mind keeps hollering. Body insists on challenging me to slow down even more and that is beginning to knock the wind off enthusiasm
Buckling down, grinning and bear took their toll. God, in case you are unsure of my prayers or confused about my silent swearing and loud lauding or I still have not yet fully expressed myself well enough for you to accept, I am making myself abundantly clear right now.
This last few months have added up much too much anguish fumes in my tank of joy!”
Suffice to say right now I am at my wits end with the Angel of Transmutation