Disguised Gifts

I tell you, God is really enjoying me heating up its ears about my perplexed feeling about its whereabouts and its way of reminding me of its omnipresence.

Is it any wonder the stories in the Bible are less intimidating to me as they once used to be! There is humour, enlightening drama and a lot of CEO strategies and wisdom from the ancient of days. Let the rapture continue!

Admitting myself to Gods’ Intensive care was the best thing or rather one of the many blessings disguised as problems- big problems. I suppose I better take a break so I can go in a quiet place and start counting my problems and trace God’s fingerprints and haphakh moments!!!

The last time I attempted to count my stumbling blocks they were the same ones I counted as stepping-stones and that left me very, very confused until I understood that this is the difference between how God does things and how I choose to apply, perceive, ponder on these things. It really is up to how I want to see it!

Heaven on Earth

God is very obstinate about making sure I learn my lesson in trust, genuine love, and acceptance. Maintaining my Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis mustard-size bravado of Omnipotence, Omniscience, Omnipresent just like I trust that Mother Earth knows exactly what she needs to do and does what she needs to do to stay well and alive. Is it any wonder that I am always in awe of her majestic confidence? I even envy how at ease she is as she rests peacefully on the coldest day and how ruthless she blasts he fury on her stormy, dark nights.

That is pretty much how I am when I am swinging from mood to mood, too; however I sometime cogitate what people think of me, and that is where Mother Earth outshines me. She really must have been the one who taught Solomon the proverb “It is dangerous to be concerned with what people think of you”. He must have spent a lot of time learning from his natural surroundings and in business, social meetings and personal relationships.

One thing that strikes me that Mother Nature and God have in common is that they speak the same language- as a gentle breeze or a roaring storm- no words required. Either way, look out! Because when they are done they live me transformed. Their ‘marks’ in my life live my integrity and dignity in tact and always restores my self-esteem and hope. That is what makes me feel like heaven is no where else but right here on earth!

And to me, so it is!

the primer of self love

self responsibility is honing my idea of knowing when to say timeout- even to myself!

even though attending to myself has become my full-time longterm interest in living well, I have to know how to heed when exhaustion is exhaustion. God is adamant about the quality of fumes I let out into the universe and the rate at which the atmosphere converts Co2 to O2.

I continue to master the art of gentleness and patience with moi and dei and dei and moi need to recreate timeout with all the taxing of redemption and the trimming of forgiveness and dei is modelling patience and integrity of self pardoning-moi as good as it can with the most purified respect for breathing of breath

Supernatural Delight

Everyone is equally entitled to a seat at God's banquet on this side of heaven.

He answered the cry of the slaves in Egypt
He answered Hannah’s drunken astute prayers
He ignored Abraham and Sarah’s ticking biological clock
He gave Job double ‘everything’ after he learnt and taught his lesson
The three Hebrew brothers were dancing and having the time of their life in a blazing furnace
Nehemiah refused to come down

David in his most desolate state of mind was enlightened that God knows it all and so do I ... because he who began his work in me will bring it all to completion and on this promise I stand, rest, moan and groan; for I know and believe that just like Pharaoh’s heart hardened with contempt; Nebuchadnezzar ignored who is the real King and Haman followers witnessed first hand, God’s idea of ‘what goes around comes around’; God will surely foul evil and wickedness and reveal their consequences. I do not know exactly how; all I know is that God will always be faithful even in the midst of my most doubting thoughts. Is it any wonder God is okay when my imagination runs wild; that’s when God enriches my ideas and vision.

So I hold nothing back from God; after all nothing about me is hidden from God. Accepting this as truth is very, very liberating and makes it easy to own my whole person!

The art of personal healing

I used to ponder on and pamper the ideas I sensed that Life had imprinted in my soul when it recreated me and sent me forth back into the world which I just said so long farewell to. Of course the first thing I did impressed the Mind. “God’s not finished yet!” I blurted out loud while I was thinking I was at the end-of- it-all palace

The next thing I did made Mother Nature smile upon me as I greeted it with a WOW as golden as the sun. after I thanked the dust that helped the invisible force to roll away the stone off the cremated ashes in the mental garden. The breather breathed fresh breath into the atomic particles of cosmos and here I am enjoying another day in paradise grounded on Earth

Now that is enough reason to face another day of discovering timeless beauty beyond the twinkles of wrinkles

Oh dearest body of mine!

Thank you so much for waking me up from my invincible dream that you are rock of Gibraltar, superwoman, rescue ranger and treating you as though you were of no use or importance to me, even though your were falling apart to prove me wrong!

Attending to you is my fulltime responsibility. A gift and lesson bestowed on me in the most profound manner that the Universe rendered unto me as you- my very own body. You made sure that I am love you, respect all parts of you and honour me for having you to help me be me. I am learning from you how I can help you so that you heal and rejuvenate while God turn back the hands of time to restore me just like Jerusalem!

Leadership Legacy

Moments of martyrdom made me wish that I was unaffiliated to the saint who I am honoured to be associated with and voluntarily accept as me in another lifetime. Sometimes courage seem like in it is the very core of cowardness simply because for me the gruesome grandeur of sainthood acclaimed by human doing is not my vision of serving God and dying for God sake even though I am still innocent of why I resurrected. How I resurrected? Well you have to be me to experience the howness of nowness. I know for sure just like a baby trust that it is what it is!

Oftentimes I marvel at how the Catholic Church did not hail Jesus as a martyr and call him St. Jesus instead he is called Saviour, God and, Son of God as if Son of God is a title of favour and Saint is for the less worthy candidates of courage, confidence and compassion. I dare confess that Jesus is not the only one who resurrected from the dead. What God can do for Jesus God can do for every Godman and Godwoman!

As Universe continues to support my willingness to allow it to dissolve the accumulated debt of doubt, I consciously choose to walk tall inside-out even with the ouch-factor taking its toll on my nerves right now. I accept this as part of the resurrection process and so groan, grown and moving along I lead my own life
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So far so good... in God's Intensive Care

Suaving the crusty scars imprinted on my metnal screen requires me to keep still and know that just as the pruned tree at first does not look too apelaing so to the emtyin gof my mind makes me feel very naked

That in and of itself is givng me the okay to not be afraid of myself. So far I am enjoying the freedom of not beign afraid of who I am in consciousness

Expanding of Awareness

Many events, people and things and even God did not make sense when I wanted them to make sense to me. In hindsight I understand that not making sense does not negate the fact that God is writing the script as needed, in medical terms 'STAT'... right away the plan works and just as good medicine takes time to manifest right outcomes so does seeing the meaning and order behind life's chaos and mundane activities.

God's payoff is always something that makes me go WOW! I tell you God is very cheeky if you ask me...anyway since God is the one always at work, I have come to the point in my life when I have no qualms in thanking I AM for even the most foolish move. I still hold on to fulfilling my heart's desire even like Sarah I am getting on in age.

God promise me to seek first God's Kingdom and that definitely was not after my body returns to Adam's rib and ultimately where Adam came from. I tell you, I am really interpreting God's Word on a very personal note and you know what? It is working!

Until I allowed myself permission to be in a mutually understanding relationship with God, I'd be lost in the mayhem of human experiments. Don't get me wrong, human help is necessary even though sometimes like Paul Simon I sing "I am a rock, I am an island... a rock feels no pain and an island never dies" I cannot always fool myself because pain is very real; however, I do not let it stop me from doing what I can do. In fact I use the pain for its intended purpose: to know when I need to take time off to attend to the cause of the pain and allow my body's painkillers to kick in.

Now that requires patience and gentleness with and to myself because God designed the body to repair and heal best when it is done without the busyness syndrome and hurry-up or else syndrome or worst of all the 'you lazy butt and loather' curse!

I just thank God that I did not let myself get into worse physical impairment to prove that God does not care. Self-responsible character is not easy and that is what God meant by suffering... not being the dutiful creature that exists to rescue the world while its soul is dying.

Surely I can do much better work now that I have this thorn in my flesh to remind me of God's promises and purpose for my life. I can honestly give ode to all my ouches...

I understand why Joseph, the three Hebrew brothers, Nehemiah, Job, David, Judith, Mordecai, father Abraham and my countless friends did what they did when faced with the choice of life and death!

The messages that I was struggling to understand from these biblical stories were really agitating my nerves yet instead I pounded on God's nerves so God can help me understand what the heck was the meaning behind these biblical stories as it pertains to me, Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis. I was even about to abandon calling myself the name I chose to call myself about seven years ago, when I decided to change the name I was given at birth. I thought that Nympha was a tough act to follow and maintain simple because in the bible Nympha means house of God. Is it any wonder I felt like every body’s fortress- oh evay! In the Roman Catholic is was even more petrifyingly agonizing to know I was named after a martyr- something I was hell-bent on not carrying on as a personal plaque or cross of crux. The saddest part is I never even heard any one give credit to her in church or religious setting.

I figure while this name is holy, I rather downgrade to Angeal-Eyes as I could live with that. Well as much as I do not want to give the government money for a name change, it is worth it because now I want to officially call myself Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis. I never had a middle name so now I do!

And this is how I call myself no matter what my status on this side of heaven is. Right now it feels like I am in heaven, so whether that proves me grandiose or schizophrenic, I am proud to say that heaven and hell are states of the mind.

I continue to listen to my heart and remain open to the fact that as long as I am a flesh and blood creature I can make mistakes. Making mistakes is not the booboo. Not taking responsibility for missing the mark is the bomber! That too is reason for all this false suffering!
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Face to Face with God

I decided to corner God and just five days ago, just like Jacob, Hannah, Habbakuk, I had asome serious business to discuss with God. I poured out my story, which he knows in full details already anyway. So even that fact made me want to bite off his head, then and again he is God so he could stick it right back on like Jesus dis after Peter severed the guards ears, so why bother! Instead, I just ran to him and agreed to stay in her care as long as it takes so long as one day she will explain everything until it makes some sense to me.

By the time my dreams are blossomed I will not care about the explanation but for now I just want to know whether he still plans to manifest my deep desires… a little reassurance to keep me holding on, God… little reassurance that you are still faithfully committed to bringing my heart’s desire to full completion…. that’s all I need to know because right now this faith thing seem very farfetched and distant from my human ability to comprehend.

Lopsided Logic

Lack of self care, self love, lack of trust, deficiency of self expression. Symptoms manifested in the form of physiological chemical imbalance, spiritual decay, social unrest which remain unattended or unheeded, unacknowledged and unresolved as soon as possible can lead to unnecessary suffering, despair, hatred and gloom.

There is no pharmaceutical company that can manufacture any relief to aid these plight- diseases if you may- to cure or even begin to alleviate the maladies of disregard for proper life management that continues to havoc lives and plague humanity. The temptation to give up on one’s self and or God purpose for creating it is rampant among distressed souls and this should not be as least not to be traded for things that do not matter when one is ill or worse things that never make it to the cemetery let along to accompany one while the body return to dust.

Agape, human rights and justice are God’s medicine and until we all fill this prescription and take it as required; then, the world can forget about relief from heaven!

Pondering..

...just pondering while in the belly of the whale

The more that I understand myself and begin to begin to understand people, events and how God works or how I think of God the more I appreciate the gift of being able to think for myself and form my own ideas of what is!

God is very personal! Hence why I feel liberated to ponder on who God is to me and how I fit in his world. I am beginning to wonder about dogmas which people are supposed to honour in order to enjoy a life of bounty and fulfilled dreams that will make me look forward to get to heaven after I die. Is it any surprise the world is beginning to believe the false prophets when they say that God is about to end this world and only a few hand picked Christians will walk through the gates of heaven. Too bad because I rather think for myself and even think too much because this is the state of mind when God makes most sense to me. That to me is the only guarantee of peace of mind.

Each time someone else tells me what I can and cannot say to God or dismiss my confusion of the right description of God other than the way I can best relate to God I question even God for not eliminating all this mayhem about his plan for my life and who he is… really. After all, it is my life and it is very important to him and yet I never seem to have the best clue as to what I should and must not do. Shouldn’t he talk with me directly about what he plans to use it for while I wait to return to eternity? And where is eternity anyway! . I often wish that someone would rise from the dead in flesh and blood to reassure me of the life after death. I am convinced that this life described in Revelation is happening in our days. I rather believe that now than after I stop breathing to find out that I was right than to dismiss my idea only to find that I am disappointed about afterlife when I physically die. That would be a bruiser! One big hell of a bruiser. I definitely do not want to wait until physical death zaps me from this world for this wake up call! That kind of waiting makes no sense to me. Not even with the promise or a certainty guarantee of a new body, a new name, new life

Some how I have this idea that God is misconstrued and misrepresented. I especially believe that when I am trying too hard to grasp a concept of God other than the way I enjoy a relationship in a personal way as I can relate to Him…uncensored, I lose it... I really do!

So God who are you? Will I really know you before I die and why do I have to die to meet you face to face. What is the deal? How will I know for sure that my inklings are worth something in your plan? Are not you the one who said ask and I will receive and that you already know what is best for me? Am I missing something here, God? That is the question I have been pondering while I hide from the dread of your wrath for feeling so distant from you or rightly stating how I feel about you- you seem so unconcerned about my needs and wants. I would be very disappointed if waiting patiently for you means falling asleep and never wake up! You see why lately I am losing the urge to hold on for you to explain how I fit in your big picture.

The paradox is that I trust that God is in the midst of all my confusion helping make sense of life’s disquietudes. I just wish there was a more direct way to reason and state my point with him face to face in a fashion similar to talking to another person. Sometime the idea of talking to a God who knows all about me and yet I have no clue what to make of him really flummox me.

Oh evay !!!!!

Talking to God… or is it talking with God?

The turbulence in my mind and the anxiety of my thoughts were sure signs that I was petrified of you; yet, my yearning to know you and enjoying my authentic self made me want to know you and want you to love me and care for all my life. Some how this felt like a hopeless dream and so I often lost faith and trust in you. In so doing I disowned, denied, and lost myself.

That was too much to fathom.

I could no longer face the day without you or myself, I went berserk and like the prodigal child I headed back to you and me... all along rehearsing my speech, my defense- my confession!
All you said was, my child, what took you so long!

I was speechless and happy for the moments that brought me to a point when I stopped listening to all the noise of what would happen to me when God got a hold of me. All this time I dreaded God's judgment and all this time I was staying away from, and blaming God; I was actually robbing myself of joy, happiness and everlasting life. For as long as continue to be a Pilgrim on this planet, I will pursue my dreams until they manifest and make way for more dreams to turn into visions and more challenges to present stepping stones towards greater destinations in life!

Testing....testing....testing! God, are you there?

I almost forgot about this part of me that cannot be broken! I got to the point where I was sure that he, she, it, whatever, lost track or decided to stop right in the middle of attending to me.

That to me is very, very scary; I mean this is no way to leave me dangling and expecting me to trust that this is part of the paradise that I am pleading for and earnestly expecting! Needless to say I did not like that stunt one bit and I did not hesitate to say so. I suppose having the edge of knowing everything makes me hold on to your promises even when I have not a clue as to why....
The scarcest part is when I started to compare God to human subjects and even the devil... auwch! I always think that I will never lose my temper with God so go figure when I actually lost it... big time! As much as I would like to want to be like Jesus I sure am glad I wasn’t walking in his moccasin. I really do not know how he did it!

Well all I can say God is, thank you for your eleventh hour; and for people who really who take the time to care and help me make it through the day!!!

I cannot say never again will I knock heads with you or that I enjoy being combative with you; however, I always feel much better after having such face to face, straight from the heart and soul dialogues. This is when I am most sane!

I suppose you let me allow you to prove to me that I can share my innermost feelings and thoughts and desires with you and you will still be there after the temper tantrum! Cheers!!! This is what stands out most about you. Three cheers for true love and forgiveness!

running away from you or hiding my sincere thoughts and feelings from you are not acceptable options.... that i have learnt in my time of beginning to begin to want to know you!

Though matter how much I am tempted to run away from you and your testing, I will not yield to this temptation; so like Nehemiah I pray, "Now God be my strength!

The Sacredness of Life

When I thought that God had forgotten to make the rounds and make sure that I am making progress, the temperature is right and provide comfort and reassurance during this time of intense feeling of aloneness I realized that I have 24 hour care that I can rely on to soothe my weary spirit and worn out mind. I just wish that God would be more obvious and clear... ghee!

The last few days have been very tormenting and I can only imagine what I would feel like had I not given myself permission to feel what I am feeling and be blatantly bold with questioning the Omnipotent about what seem like an empty old wine skin of a life. I just about had it with this “ I’ll explain later but in the meantime hang on... just …h a n g ... hang on and be patient.”

Spectacular Display

A week ago the tree were still all very naked, most of them were; yet they never seem to mind Nature's delay or what seem to me as Natures delay to begin to clothe them with brand new all season outfits…. WOW!

This week it is a whole new display of what Mother Nature can do in no time. Either that, or she has such a way of springing up surprisingly that it seem like magic.

Talk about a lesson in hope and trust…. Well the trees and the beiaful gardens has sure sprung new hope and new life in my PMESS (PersonalMentalEmotionalSpiritualSocial) Garden.

Here’s to new life, new beginnings!

Natural Healing

Allowing my body to teach me is the best way I can honour its need for restoration and rejuvenation.

When I consider how much I have demanded of it as well as how much of it I forced it to go the extra miles so as to be available to assist other bodies the least I can do now is to give it permission to repair, replace and remove any unnecessary interference that renders it useless as my aid to continue to go on about the daily business of living and enjoying the fray along the way. I no longer want to dismiss what I know is its clear S.O.S by drowning its cry for help by ignoring it or by letting the noise of the world’s “ what about me!” mantra confuse my mind.

I choose to accept what I am feeling as my body’s inner truth- denying my body, soul and mind to heal naturally, restfully and peacefully is in itself, a kind of death!

The consequence of ignoring my body is too great… far greater than the consequences of letting go of the compensation in exchange for giving up my healing. The later is a death sentence in and of itself and so I say no to what seem like love, loyalty and care… conniving, coercive and control is no reward… it is punishment… a form of capital punishment and that is against God’s Law!

This is the difference between healing and cure!

Gem of integrity

Agape is what I intend to use as my foundation for healthy relationships! Anything less is a substitute for what God ordained when he created human relationships, I sense.

Anything less is a substitute for what God, ordained when he created human relationships

Some where along the way I stop taking the time to nurture my relationships based on God’s formula and I know many people, yet really know many of them very well and there may very well be many people who would love to know me yet do not and sadly though, that is because they are too busy with the business of living to take time to know themselves or may be thinking that I will shame them for being human. Well that is not my place because I too have a story to tell and would not want to be burdened with anyone’s judgement.

In fact I feel that the best way to heal and grow and to remove the layers of dross we build as a comfort to hide the gem in us is to take the time to hear people from there they are at… see their world through their yes with love and mutual respect. The last time I checked, pharmacies do not make that kind of balm. Human relationship do. Relationships that encourages authenticity

Finding myself: finding God

A classic case of the egg or the chicken… oh well God knows. Incidentally this phrase “God Knows” is the best indicator that I have to surrender to its wisdom, or else I would abandon this lifetime commitment to keep my Well uncontaminated.

I can no longer carry the heavy burdens of the world’s definition of caring… this illusion of carrying everyone’s burden and not have time to attend to my ouches is a ploy to steal my vision and God’s purpose in my life. The misuse of the very command from God made me take timeout and talk to God and listen for his very meaning of His Word and how it applies to my life. The talking part was mostly mine… that was easy; the listening part, well all I can say is God is patient, kind, forgiving and has all the time in the world for me and he is the master of undivided attention. I suppose that he was so happy and pleased that I came forward and dared to remove the shield that masqueraded his real self. I was so afraid that when I removed that shroud I would see a raging monster, cunning and cruel made me almost did what I did back at St Michael’s hospital… discharged myself from medical gurus who have little clue about the road less travelled.

I decided okay, just for the heck of it… stay there until he completes what she begun and all that time the prescription God kept dishing out was streams of living water from the Well of Plenty- restfulness, agape and more agape. Ooh laaaaaaaa laaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

All I can say is I will have no qualms about admitting myself to God’s Intensive Care and I know that I will not wait so long; in fact I plan to check in for a dose of agape everyday of the rest of my human life and the way I feel right now, I am just beginning to bloom and blossom; hey Mother Earth that’s your line! Thank you for allowing me to use it as the perfect analogy to define my outlook on life. Well I did not attend your classes needlessly… that for sure!

The Search Is Over... The Observer Observes

Over the years I have been using the power of expression to interpret my internal signals and the triggers that would send me in side my Well only there was nothing in that Well to keep my being well. That is what it appeared to me each time I wanted to enjoy a bit of my core. Years later I have come to discover that the blandness was just the shell that protected the real McCoy in me. To get to it however, I had to remove all the pachydermic layers that encased my essence.

The Observer

Being shielded by her own emotions
Is what made her most fascinating
As she approached me for direction
To the path leading back to herself.

I was curious but I didn’t want to analyze
How long she’d been lost and wandering
Or why she felt safe to ask me for the way
She came closer and motioned me to sit.

I wondered if she had read my thoughts
And wanted to share her purpose with me
Or maybe it was to defend her character
That may have been flagged as indecent.

She told me her heart ached with longing
It was near blossomed when she lost herself
While being someone everyone would like
Only to lose the person she was born to be.

Since then she has been an empty shell
Who longed to resolve the inner conflict
She broke down as she lamented her loss
Something silver or gold couldn’t replace.

With each step she took in her mind
She got closer to her final destination
Filled with joy she skipped and danced
As she found the one she was looking for.

I wrote The Observer some years after the realization that this was what is was going to take- many years of gentleness and patience of falling and getting up; of aaaahs and ouches; of sweat, smiles, tears and deep longing!

There was no other way so I removed my feet on God’s brakes and headed straight into the Refiner’s Fire. Over a decade and I am still in there… the grim reality is as long as I am human I will have to check in to he furnace every now and then for a tune up!

More recently I revised The Observer; and called its twin The Search Is Over

The Search Is Over

She kept searching
For someone to love her
She kept searching for that someone
To love and complete her

Made so many excuses
For someone to love her
Even tried to change her self
All in vain so she kept searching

A little piece of hell
Tried to devour her soul
Didn’t like the picture of her
So the search continued

Sprinkles of love and affection
Broken life and fragmented self
Something seemed still missing
T’was a shadow of her she saw

Someone to love her
In free abandon and soft caress
So she searched and searched
The depth of her soul

Someone knew she was searching
Waited patiently with eyes wide open
Arms opened wide waiting for her
To give her back to her self

Her eyes beheld such a person
Someone to love and complete her
Smiling at her in the mirror
Beautiful illusions traded spaces

Trampled rose with living colour
That someone she searched for
Embraced her silhouette
And welcomed her self back


Looking at them- the poems- vis-à-vis each other I am wondering which came first. A classic case of the egg or the chicken… oh well God knows. Incidentally this phrase “God Knows” is the best indicator that I have to surrender to its wisdom, or else I would abandon this lifetime commitment to keep my Well uncontaminated.

The dignity of daring to enjoy optimal health and wellness

Mother Earth has taught me to do what I must to continue to keep my whole self in equilibrium as I roll with the punches. She does not speak human language; however in her silence and from her resilience I learnt so much. Mother Earth, thank you for being my mighty fortress!

My body also has been talking in a tone that required me to really take the time to listen in humble obedience lest it would succumb to the weight I needlessly continued to carry. Noting temporal can surpass how pleased she is with me for taking time to attend to her!

Temporal Wealth-misguided source of joy and happiness

The status quo almost engulfed me; however, God is a God of mercy and he always arrives just in time!

Phew!

Sometimes I feel he likes to play it really close but what do I know!

Being called strange was not my idea of a nickname, being diagnoses crazy was not God’s idea of a joke so he scooped me up before the danger of working for food that spoils ensnared me and sentenced me to lifetime imprisonment, thus robbing me of my sanity and my very essence.

It looked me straight in the eye and reminded me of what my spirit had used my fingers to write almost fours years ago. The thing is I never really paid much heed to what I was writing after I did! Talk about not taking my real medicine…. Medicine that always works.

I am practising contentment by learning to accept the joy of simple things in life and see the blessings in the fragile lifespan of each moment. This practise yields a life rich with things that temporal wealth and assets cannot match- something that will never cause me to file for bankruptcy or liquidation. There is always enough to go around even when the cupboards are bare and the wallet is empty.

Demystification- removing the layers that conceal truth

The next step on the road less travelled

Jesus modelled acceptance and sensitivity without faking his conscience. I too, want to make this my model of living.

I have to believe that it is possible even though it is not easy; so I keep my feet planted firmly to Mother Earth and reach out to infinity, trusting that God will continue to reveal all that i need to know and give me the serenity to let go of what is not of his will for my role as his vineyard worker.

It is well with my soul

Taking care of my health and wellness is full time work and cannot be aborted even if the world stops spinning. That is the lesson in the rude awakening of my soul and I was more than ready to surrender to its needs lest it would die even while my body continues to exist.

For this reason I continue to spread my wings and soar like an eagle knowing that all is well with my soul! All is well with my soul!

I rest and rest and rest awhile and enjoy total restoration and healing journey!

God is very pleased that I laid down my burdens and reconnected my life to divineness!