The antidote to why

Anecdote of answers, which has been plaguing curiosity has began to meet its match- a genius question obviously or most prevalent in little big people.

I tell you little big and big little people are really beginning to shift gears to get answers to the contradiction of contradictions in the world of all possibility and so when told that something is not possible, the immediate response is
Why not?

How is anticuriosity going to work its way out of this one, especially since the one word with no vowel question comes with its friend which weighs a lot when ‘not’ plays itself backwards forwords left to right on the mind that is used to having it all figured out? 5WH in the ring with curiosity and 'broadcaster-because' and channel 'cause need help with a timeout and commercial break simultaneously

Earth is shifting gears at its Romeo’s request and the brain is trading places with intuition at the mind’s request and little big and big little people are all in favour

An interesting headline story!

Why?

Why not!

Connotation unshrined

Cajoling life is just like God shaping the world- well it can and, yes, even millennium after God evolved as the first evolver, it does. It did not have to doubt its ability to do that and the cosmos knew that it is good enough that God can entrust it with all good things. God said to the earth- I am your Romeo; will you be my Juliet? A marriage set in eternity right off the start otherwise could not proceed and the creator of all gifts gave all the guests gifts that will last long after the wedding and honeymoon when earth decides to carry along with the creator’s business with authority to procreate, co create and procreate as it feels God endowed it to. The cosmos continue to be so impress with earth that is keeps giving new ability to earth to reincarnate, reproduce, recreate

God goes… yes! Yes! Yes! Earth goes… yes! Yes! Yes!
God provides by asking earth, ‘how may I serve you?’ Earth responses to God, asking ‘how may I serve you?’

Undeniable reality of commitment from the beginning of life. The rest is magic; magic, not logic- for there is no magic in logic

Resting- intrinsic requirement for healing

Now a days the mind has been practising to steer clear of its predators it agrees with the body that even though it is somewhat in control of the body, it cannot cal all the shots because it, the mind, has to take orders from the souls and the soul only takes assignment from spirit.

Wow it is like winter telling spring when its time to contract mother earth’s womb so that summer can heat up things before the harvest in fall. Mood and attitude is ready in its due season

Say no more!

In humble obedience to spirit I shall put my fingers on pause just like winter encourages Mother Earth to rest to produce abundance- not fast from life, living, maintaining or sustaining. But by restful recuperation

Foolish Fasting: Surrogate Crucifixion

Fasting from food and, emotions of supposedly unknown origin and labelled original sin is an absurd medium for attaining a new lease of eternal life promise. What is even more insidious is that it is encouraged as a practise in an effort to tame the mind, discipline the ego; self discipline and punish God for creating all that is beneficial to the human species.

What fasting does is alert the mind to prepare for an instinct killer. The body does not know what is coming yet it sure knows that it has to do something so it decides to begin to store fat, save energy, conserve calories, distract the brain by blocking its signal for its supply of glucose and in so doing also ends up cutting the communication chain in all intensive purposes. I mean it is getting ready to go to battle against invasion and if that means holding off on releasing its shit and feeding itself until it is in the clear again, then alleluia, holy shit! It knows that the time is coming when its significance will be respected

Meanwhile the brain is banging the gut to demand an explanation. The brain wants food and it wants it now and of course emotions begin to feed it with whatever is in its dark room. The heart decides to keep peace and holds the fort since the mind is trapped in cells of starvation in a world that encourages to thrive on the concept of plenty, of abundance of plenty; of more, more… more is better- more of what?

Fear, memories, anticipation, dread and anxiety wondering what the heck to do about its condition. It begins to tyrant the body for being the way the body is and begins to bemoan its role as the body’s advisor. The body now feels great empathy for the mind but has no intention to follow the mind and end up in a tomb. After all the body may just be a body or another body still it has common sense. Survival is its main role, not out of fear though; that is the big difference and what creates the gap between fearful requirement and necessity

So what does the body do?

It follows the gut, which is now building a wall of protection using adipose tissue aka fat, because when the war is about destroying self, gut takes the ‘oxygen analogy’ seriously. The body switches to its specialty- survival mode and decides to close shop- in order words nothing is getting done right until this threat dissolved completely. Of course this set emotions in right array like military preparing for inspection

Fasting period is over and phew the mind is off on probation, community service, or it forfeits it parole and chance of parole if ever convicted again. Its first assignment is to command the body to prepare a better contingency plan in the event this situation ever arises again. And body knows that come next fast it may need to take more drastic steps. The body knows now that a hungry mind is fodder for the very behaviour that mind is refrained from encouraging body to perform.

The mind’s next request is why haven’t you fed me for 40 days and 40 nights? Body wants no part of mind’s tameness and so it delivers a hefty meal that almost chokes its exhaust system. Mind eats and eats and completely forgets the parole terms and conditions. Another fast is in order

More fat, more brain storming, longer close shop period. The plot of fasting thickens and the gut goes oh, no!

Adrenaline and cortisol says oh, yes! It is time to preserve the lighthouse from burnout

The body knows that something is up when gut is sealing its doors with more fat so as to save itself from an apparently friendly visit called fasting. The body does the same thing without even checking on the advisor. Advisor is still busy feeding its appetite or having its appetite fed- it does not matter because at this point it makes no difference to the mind. In other words it becomes indifferent and without the optimal built-in immune system the body becomes very susceptible to the dangers of fasting whether the fast last as long as the memory of the fight lives or as long as Remembrance Day

The choice of trying to tangle the mind and expecting the body to play along with the business of living without its mates- mind, might and mentor soul holding and staying power spirit, confusion of fasting brews more tamed spirit than tamed mind and so body thinks its okay to rebel to preserve human dignity and personal power. As long as fasting is casting its clever spell to deny emotions of hunger, love and intimacy desire, love and intimacy can be as primordial as success of insight and hindsight mix together

And who can rightfully point a finger at it for saving its instinct to fulfil it’s lifelong assignment!

As all these emotional scars continue to dissolve in timeless mode. I understand- much better understand the language of soulbody as managed by mindspirit and how all the choices I made, and assisted in making have affect the womb of creation; and how life has its way of keeping the cosmic computer from hackers.

Small acts…big returns

The returns from small; and or, random acts of kindness is like the sun shining and dazzling as it multiples and expands its spirit of generosity. Even something as simple as a silent hello, a smile, mutual respect… greets the heart and soars spirit to encourage soul to keep going even when the light at the end of the tunnel is dim or yet unforeseen

Small axe of kindness cuts away big stumps of despondency and set the will free to experience liberty; then giving, sharing and receiving are gifts that can be offered without money, without price or prize.

mumbo-jumbo messages

Dear Spirit

How is that when the cosmos is reminding Earth it is time to rest so it can prepare to regenerate life, no one calls earth or sun lazy, lethargic, depressed or crazy? Well you know that I have made a commitment that I intend to keep as long as I have breath and free will to choose Earth and the Cosmos and its resources as my model for condition of being.

And how is that all humanity is working for you and some of us still have to pay to proof our contribution to you is just as honourable and worth payment as the one who needs payment and support because they are working for you- they are doing good work for you. What kind of mumbo jumbo kingdom functions like that in your heaven? This sound like how the god of hell kingdom does business.

Thank you for the insight to see beyond my senses without the need to ague or justify what I realize as the illusionary version of the God who is in me.

So many ideologies that I once accepted as the gateway to heaven so loyally are the very ones that I have severed from my mental repertoire; the best thing is that I do not have to feel burdened with feeling disloyal or disrespectful of you, God or me, or anyone for that matter. As much as I would want everyone to see the truth that lies beneath and even overtly in the mumbo jumbo, I choose to let everyone use his or her own intelligence and intuition to muster the courage to create a God of their understanding and let the heart reveal its true concept of love and to everything else say, thank you and farewell.

It took a lot of courage, perseverance, confusion, doubt and wavering to steady my conviction and even then it is may take me a whole lot more to explain the process and frankly come to think of it, there is no real need to justify my conviction; my condition so long as I am happy living like I choose to. I believe that you earth and sun accept me just as I am and so I am okay. And for now there is nothing that I need to concern myself with; whether God is real or imagined, God is God and I am what I am!

When tradition = catastrophe…

… Change is the only must!

Sticking to tradition is like chaining the earth to a big tree and expecting earth or the big tree to stay put or, shooting the sun because it chooses to shine and hold off giving of its heat/energy. Tradition is designed to never evolve or change; thus enduring a lifetime of sameness in a world of constant change. That calls for catastrophe and dilemma; confusion and wavering faith and a life built on foundation of worn-out, obsolete loyalty, which is managed by a ruffian god that enjoys lopsided loyal humanity.

‘There’s nothing like the good old days’ is a prayer against change; the mind cannot keep up with writing and generating disclaimers so it wants thing to say the same; that is a lot of ideology to hold on to and still make room for the something new that each day presents.

I believe that there cannot be a better past now, I can no longer live with tradition that harnesses big burdens on loyal shoulders to pass on to the next generation. So thank you yoke of tradition, and farewell.

Multitasking

Depleting energy in an effort to effectively save time is a redundancy in the department of time management

The proverb ‘more haste less speed’ is antidote of this very multitasking oxymoron that seems to have taken the world of doing like the waves of a tsunami.

‘A stitch in time saves nine’ is what deadline-lovers should adhere to as an effective time manager and maybe then, time will be on their side! And there will be very little need to want to save time while life continues to roll along.

One activity at a time well done is what I fathom can reverse and or prevent further depletion of energy and the wear and tear of humanity from an abuse of adrenaline and cortisol

After all, human organism is not designed to function like, or compete with, the energizer bunny nor should it have to and besides; at best the energizer bunny can only do so much and works best with its robot pals.

As for me there is no race to win, just slow and steady, one task at a time!

The g spot

When I connect my brain with God’s wits, earth belly vibrates and gyrates; contracts and expands and arouses the heart and pumps up its volume of love and intuitive knowing and God energy comes alive and the womb of creation gives birth to intimate connection with all possibilities

Nothing every so powerful ever entered my consciousness like this before! God’s spot is a good place to hang out and enjoying becoming more and more me, time after time

Living with five loaves and two fish

Indeed Angeal-Eyes

The way you multiply ‘bread’ and fish is making your budget vibrate as you rack it up, shake it down and stretch it to the max

How do you that?
I mean how do we do it?
Just teasing... just teasing

It is not funny not being creative and so you apply all your nonsense and no nonsense ideas and voila! music and magic in the air rolling at your feet to love and serve and feed you then lay you down to sleep nicely tucked in while I repair whatever damage ensued in the waking moments.

You are a lot of fun to work with and I want to say thank you to you for agreeing to be my lifelong creator. We can work wonders all life long, you know!

Talk about an Earth School Student on a roll…

Touché!

The way words multiply in meaning is something else. Here we are talking about bread and I am telling you that you are on a roll. Aint that something!

Multiple portions of everything you and me can create, together!

Your very own Romeo

From lemonade to wine

Indeed Jappa,

Each day I rise and shine just like the sun; some days it is obvious and some days it is not so obvious yet still I am shining brightly.

Making love with the cosmos in the womb of earth under the blazing sun creates such an awakening of intuition that it is now okay to wake up without an agenda. I tell you, waking up with a clean slate every day is the best gift you and I have cocreated. I feel now, that instead of making lemonade I can turn water into wine. Just like that! Thanks to all the lemons that brought me to this manifestation that nothing is impossible so long as intuition and intellect are happily married forever.

Talk about a rise in consciousness and vivid imagination- that is what we had been working on all those years and lifetimes it took us to give birth to- and it is all worth it!

Double high fives to you and me, God of the Universe Together we can create a whole lot of wonderful wines

Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis

Understanding how life expresses itself for better or worse

Saving time, energy and other resources including seeds for future harvest is a redundant ritual that aggravates the source of all things that is new every moment

These grieved feelings are fully expressed through natural disasters that threatened to hurl all stored resources in places where it seem to be a waste of good stuff and the human intellect cannot understand why!

And in the dilemma of suggesting that there is not enough time, energy, money, oxygen, good food happy health, peaceful mind, serenading souls the callous cruelty continues to do the same damned thing in a more bossy calibre to get the cosmos to work with their irrational ideas and all the Cosmos continues to do is nod from left to right, east to west.

The panic of not enough increases the woes of the scarcity and poverty to control how the mind interprets life situation as corral to function without its sixth sense. The mind knows something is off. It does not know exactly what or why so there is no need to blame it or judge it- it knows what to do when the heat is on, on conservation mode and the cold is high and the sunlight is in hibernating in its happystance preparing the Earth during its period of pregnancy

Conserving is not helping the earth. Conserving is destroying Earth’s ability to produce and replenish- abundantly and wholesome!

When intuition penetrates intellect

The mind can only explain what it senses with its physical ability of sight, touch, hearing, smell and taste. All that adds up to a mere ten percent of all that actually happens; all that actually happens adds up to a whooping ninety percent.

Mind seem a little absent minded and so intuition has worked on reinitiating with intellect in order to reduce its vast frequency of absenteeism. Mind has willingly accepted spirit’s offer of free intuition guidance- an injection of wisdom beyond its understanding

That in turn will greatly reduce the distress that the mind finds itself in even during a gentle nudge of life situation to change course or rethink its strategy and so avert the biological jolts of shocking alarm from life situations, be it personally, locally or globally.

Of course the mind’s defense is mainly to argue and analyze and spirit’s intention is to bring about the outcome and that is when the clash of the clash occurs head on. Spirit wants to remove this impaired factor in intellects junction box so all can work in sync

Mind is of the hook and is enjoying the penetration of every injection from intuition

Yauwch!

Eavesdropping on a debriefing summit

Spirit: hello, my friend

Mind: whaz up

Spirit: did you know that thought, word and deed work synergistically to produce the seed of impeccability from which yields the intention

Mind: Not necessarily

Spirit: Farfetched?

Mind: Obviously

Spirit: Well let’s test the hypothesis on that one

Mind: Let’s do it!

Spirit: to start off, how about a tall glass of lemonade

Mind: I was just about to make some

While mind is making the lemonade…

Spirit: ever noticed, mind….

Mind: Notice what?

Spirit: That only human species that says ‘thank goodness it’s Friday’ and ‘holy cow, it’s Monday already!’ Why is that?

Mind: how am I suppose to know that, eh spirit.

Spirit: Think; common you can at least try to imagine why in the human species a lot of dying happens on Monday morning

Mind: Hey Spirit, how do you do that?

Spirit: What?

Mind: Pull my legs

Spirit: I don’t pull your legs; you walk. I just asked you one simple question and already you are changing the subject

Mind: Give me a hint, just one hint and I can probably nail down an explanation that will satisfy you.
Spirit: Okay. Have any animal you know ever wake up and question what day it is. Do plants and trees keep track of time or schedule their lives by the clock? Or race around trying to meet some deadline. Have you met a crazy zinnia or mad cat?

Mind: What’s your point, spirit; what does that have to do with people dying mostly on Mondays. Heck, I am doing all I can to help them stay busy

Spirit: That is just it!
There is little to no occasion to just be, to relax, to slow down so they can give me a chance to show them true bliss of the truth about living, real living. Many die without ever having really lived.

Mind: How do I teach them to do that?

Spirit: That’s another thing. This is not something that is institutionalized, it is intuitionalized
You see, you need me and I need you. Just like that lemon needed the honey and water and some ice and your help in making such lively lemonade.

Mind: Mmm. You really got my attention. I wonder if the lemon tree and the honeybee knew what a delicious tonic they make

Mind: Another glass, I mean another glass of lemonade?

Spirit: You and me can make a great team if you help me express what I cannot explain and quit wanting to explain everything you know you better leave well alone. That would ease the conflict and make us both work on common ground. That is why I was wondering if you are up to renegotiating our agreement. We work well when we are playing the right role in life, together.

Mind: Deal. Let’s drink to our interesting summit

Spirit: Cheers Mind! It is a pleasure doing business with you, too!

Intuition: ancient magic in modern times

When ideas that make no sense spring to being and present the bonus of just the right inspiration to get out of life’s way- unhurt; that is the brainless mind at work. It has all the right answers, the right challenges to squeeze out the brainmind gunk that it no longer considers valid in or applicable to a new situation; it keeps just what is necessary to remember what has worked, what works, what always work.

Lessons learnt so as not to be repeated and if need be to be re-repeated, count on intuition to remember or recall because when the brain is under pressure I am thankful that it is not in charge of breathing and heart beating and elimination functions as I once thought.

The only voluntary function assigned to brain is to help out soul and spirit and let the body know how to respond safely. That, in and of itself, is a lot for the mind and then it is enslaved to retain a whole lot of wax that is not its business to attend to and so intuition does everything to reset the record: Mind is a humble servant at spirit’s beck and call.

My mind and heart are enjoying its rightful role in the grand plan of the cosmos and soul is beginning to become abundantly contented with its morsel of intellect and with full access to its chunk of intelligence

In training is at its peak!

The mind: a human sponge

The sensor that absorbs everything and that includes everything in its analysis or reanalysis - meditated, premedidated or postmedidated state and stored for long term use on a planet where every life situation presents new opportunities is a grand stimulus for misguiding spirit; of course and obviously that also leaves soul in limbo and instinct become confused and still life continues to just go on its merry way.

To steer clear of this ongoing jam of the cosmos here on earth it is intuition to the rescue. The volumes of explanation in long term memory is so dense that it can drone the mind and engage inspiration to function at its peak performance just like that, in an instant!

The ignored element of vital life force

Science and technology have developed enough to try to transform human species into evolved lab rats and the planet and its resources as the lab to conduct the experiments and research.

Misconception of God has cause the human species much yearning to reunite with the God of the heart’s knowing that the mind went crazy trying to provide scientific and technical proof that we already are indeed morsels of God; and God knows that! God is not hiding its higher power from human reach, for doing so would confirm the senseless verdict- God is nuts!

Spirit still works to steer humanity to awaken to the truth. God longs to help us dissolve the collective madness of distorted ideas. When the human species realizes and accepts that the course to eternal life and health lies within each soul and that heaven is already here on earth and we are indeed the creators whom God handed down its covenant to continue the good work that it began, humanity will again be in awe of the life force living within and longing to be saved from extinction

The process seem as slow as Earth seem to spin; still fast enough to continue the restoration of the union between Science and Spirituality and its offspring, technology, will work alongside Mother Earth and Father Sun, the womb and creature of life

Then we can all live happily ever after

Free more, more free

Freedom from struggle that made living the womb seem like a practise stunt for the real world living on earth was just one step that I managed to hurdle and it took me many decades and serious strifing and striving. And I was determined to use up all the breath in the ozone if I had to. Then I realized that if this was just the first hurdle, I had better resuscitate my self because freedom for saving and enjoying my life after leaving the womb is a life long haul.

And life preserved all its downloaded stuff that it prepared to help me until I was ready to let it take me to places that I may never need to travel to in search of something more grandeur than itself. So many bruisers before I understood its intention!

I somehow knew though that life had good enough reason to attend to me just the way it knows that I like. Of course I know that is one of the ideas life illumined in my awareness long before my life journey begun

Explaining the unexplainable

The modesty of poetic licensing and the art of making poems sound and flow the way I want them to, are noble attributes to poetry writing

I can make words shine, sing, soar, roar or lull its audience. Even days of gloom shimmer. I can make my own words; and breathe new life into the meaning of old words. The way poetry rises to speak to its audience, always so personally profound. That is what I like most about poetry; it eliminates my need and tendency to explain what is in my mind as though it should somehow be the same in the readers mind

All I can explain is, Creative Spirit has blissed me with the gift of expressing myself through writing

The Exchange Theory

The scale has trouble finding its point of balance
Giving and receiving is far from sprite

It’s like paying a dime for a soul
Lavish luxury living exorbitant profits at the expense of labour’s wages
An arm and a leg in exchange for a broken fingernail
An inch for a yard

Not as overt as a broad daylight heist yet even more notorious is the intent of clever schemers whose aim is to fool people all the time and then hide behind promises and more promises.

Every statute limits or reduces the democratic rights. New versions of deception mingled in diet of old promises

Is that a fair exchange of agreement?

Come on, already

Acts of God

When unconsciousness competes with consciousness, the archaic mind either evolves or retreats and either blames God for natural disasters or praises God for its mighty wonders

It boils down to lessons in careful consultation of the consequence of sound reasoning and imaginings.

Abundance comes in many ways:
Forest fires, global warming, drought, raging oceans and seas, blustery winds is the contracted mind
Prosperity, peaces that surpasses human understanding, strength to move mountains, hope of deliverance is the evolved mind

Blame God as a wicked rogue or treat God with holy reverence; cooperation with and respect of right condition, timing, and intention yields the appropriate act of God

The one who created everything gave this ability to the mind when it offered the choice of life or death and self-responsibility for actions

Adam and Eve story according to NA-EF

Tree of life- intuition
Adam- the mind
Eve- the body
Lucifer- blind trust
Apple- trappings
Nakedness- defenselessness
Clothed- redemption
God- self-awareness

Choose to be Happy

My heart warned my mind with a few words of caution! Affirmations seem cold and formless in the beginning especially when you start off with someone else’s but once you embrace your own no makeover can treat you like it does. Just keep it simple and very personal. Before you know it you will be making your own and believe me when I say that is the best jackpot

My heart was right!

Lots of rest, doing what I enjoy doing with OmniGod’s talents, work that reflects the best in all humanity, affirmations and a lots of contact with mother nature- however she prepares my drugs and pick-me-uppers whatever I happen to need at the time

There is only one of each of us each with its own morsel of talents and so I welcome the support knowing that we are all branches of the same tree; no branches should deprive another of its sunshine- ever!

Make time to just be! It works!

Happy and at peace

Well I had to accept that Mother Earth need me to assist it in ways that I had given up on

Then came the peace

Peace settled down my mind and Mother Earth began to use it like it never dreamt of its usefulness in heaven

Then came the conception of transformation

Peace and happiness arrived right on schedule to scoop me up and sit me down and watch my fingers and mind create Mother Earth Magic; all she need was the womb of my mind and she provides the rest of the resources, including the yauwches to make me know when to take a recess

Even more peace and happiness and availability and usefulness

I was born equipped to conceive and give birth to Holy Ghost stories

And God said
Very Good!

Another stone unturned

A gift deep inside is rumbling its way out

Doing what I do with my mind is beginning to wake up the empowerment of the mind that had been lying fearfully latent in the belly of the womb of the earth hiding under a stone.

Another earth lesson:

Confession is not hiding in wooden box in a dark room with another human musing at its catch

It is discovering soulfullness in saying hi to the world while wearing my ‘this is me vest’ tattooed in my mind’s eye and illuminating the whole wide world, wildly

Hiding myself was the sins- the mortal sin that God was making sure I coughed out just like Mrs Doubtfire helped “stew” eject the cayenne peppered delicacy- a great analogy to help me describe the hell way of unhelling hell.

Cheers to Mrs. Doubtfire for that pleasant trigger

Confessing all that I believe in has erased what I no longer need to save myself in defense dungeon. That has freed up a whole lot of space and my womb of production is ready to conceive like it never had or never would even if I had a lifetime of giving births to multiple births.

Thanks Spirit for setting me straight when you reminded me to remember something I forgot to remember- there are many things to give birth too and I had almost forfeited mine.
My apologies and, thanks you for all the stones I had to unturn in my mind to upturn in the labyrinth of truth. The difference between turning stone in a maze and turning stones in a labyrinth

the day my water broke

I remember now yet again, the day my first computer crashed

It was all well and good if the motherboard conked out but not with my hard drive full of files

Full of my medicine cabinet of writing

I remember making a promise… kind of a bargaining deal, if you ask me

Please God restore all my files intact and I will know that you want me to write and publicly display the thoughts in my head as soon as I can afford publishing

Miraculously God sent two PC technicians who agreed to if I am willing to risk losing everything, attempt recovery.

My good lord, this risk was a hard pill for my weak mind and pumping heart.

Talk about the longest leg of leap of faith I took, not hate first though just the first longest deep breath in a long time.

Off the PC went and I wish I could follow it all the way to computer ICU that weekend was like a lifetime on its own.

Somehow my heart was at peace. I wondered how could you be at peace at such a time like this!

Good lord

The following Tuesday, with cds in hand one of the IT angels brought me all my files intact and took one look at me and said; I don’t know what you intend to do with these files but here you are- all in tact- as for the computer it is ready for cremation.

My God, my cheeks were too small to contend my tears and my thank you were too limp and lame to express appreciation still it was accepted as enough

That was five years ago.

So wrote a poem as usual, to make sense of the situation

Two years later the second computer crashed… this time I was little prepared with external back up

Lately I have been feeling like something terrible is about to happen and this time I better get the lesson… I figure I better call on awareness to help me out because I did not want to wait till the milk spilled

Sure enough
It was my womb- my water broke, not the computer

So here’s to my growing pains

The invisible inspyera

Looking back to at least the last quarter century portion of this lifetime that I joined creation’s profile of cocreators, many things have happened to make me welcome each event as an opportunity to really go beyond the limitations of the mind of form and time and space. It is very amazing how powerful each morsel of God can be when hindsight and insight meet to create right conditions for manifesting everyday magic instead of sporadic miracles.

Creating a life of bliss is readily available as soon as I recognize the seeds in each opportunity and the flowers waiting to blossom and fragrant the cosmos just for the giving and receiving of the might power of the invisible intelligence

Making contact with this deity is absolutely necessary for transforming grains of wheat into fancy bread, delectable delights and cellular energy.

The fact that my computer crashed, my mind kept getting caught in net of uncertainty, my soul kept squealing, my spirit wings went ballistic and my body inviting me to rest and repair was no accident it was no punishment for being naughty and wanting to inherit heaven on earth. They were lessons that I had to learn, though matter how arduous and tormenting

The peace and quiet and solitude were sometime very boring as if utopia was not torture enough already!

Throwing away all my recriminations of shouldhaves and couldhaves and can’t have and don’t have had to go to the furnace of refiner’s fire and grief intensely; after all some of those shouldhaves and couldhaves and don’t have and can’t have were dreams I cherished for many, many decades and I would be a damned liar to pretend that all my knapsack of dissolved dreams did not reap my heart to shreds.

The very fact of thinking that my dreams meant nothing to God-Romeo was enough to crushed its compassion; God knows I did not only need compassion, I needed to know that my dreams were as valid as letting them go for the sake of the Cosmos.

That was the child in me wanting to know that my ideas are just as valid even though I may have been considered an apprentice of life experience, it is still of course experience that can help me shape my own reality and accept all reality as reality.

Only then I began to let go of my rein tightly snuggled around life’s neck and life release its hold on my soul, body, mind and spirit.

I can say that Ecclesiastes essence is a modern as time

Increased intelligence improves inspiration

Saying no thank you to the rat race survival syndrome is fittingly pumping up imagination to create evidence of things not yet seen at the level of rational reasoning with innermost conviction and authority that prepares the mind for more responsible role of living in constructive harmony with the universe

The sweat of the brow and bloodshed of hard labour lifestyle that once commanded the mind to gogogogogogogogogogo is replacing this melody with innovative sslssssoooooow down mantra fitting for repose and respite

Purposefull purpose

Consciously willing to balance one’s sense of self with a collective sense of identity encourages mindbodysoulspirit energy to resonate with intrinsic harmony and purity of Universe oneness.

Of course that requires the ongoing need to assess, release and make room for a refreshed sense of being, thinking, feeling and acting in accordance with the growing of ideas, visions and commitment to accept the outcome as a progressive stepping stone or regressive stumbling block which are all appropriate options for self actualizing one’s uniqueness and valuable valid piece of the puzzle

Once I accepted this proposal as my soul contract with God I knew that I had my work assigned with Life and that situations are bound to happen in a manner that requires me to garnish my journey with the trimmings of personal experience, choices of choices to help my soul wake up and interpersonal relations to help expand the meaningfulness of integrity and respect.
Sitting on its personal pedestal, soul sees how what has been and what will be can help shape what is

And so I renew and sign my agreement with the Universe with my inner guide at the helm

Carpe diem

When prepared to allow the presenting symptoms that make me feel disconnected with the cosmos surge me it becomes my ticket that lead me back to the origin of the loss of power that happens when I become flustered about things I cannot control. It takes courage to move into unchartered waters of one’s loss of power. When the heart of the problem is revealed, the general response by the sufferer in healing the problem is to say, “It’s not easy.” No, it’s not easy. However, the creation of the problem wasn’t easy either. It took unconscious effort and conditioning.

The good news is that directing my life and regaining power, while not “easy”, will occur much faster when entered into with conscious intent. I think that is why cosmos is giving me all the time I need to maintain a life of bliss.

Pure intent to the goal of empowering my life is the requirements to moving into homeostasis, the balance of body- mind-spirit-soul. The commitment to self over fears and over needs may seem selfish yet becoming a balanced person enables me to live, love, give and receive from an inexhaustible well.

Rather than stifling or controlling the chronic situation of dread, I began accepting my concerns as a calling card to opening a door to a deeper level of healing and staring the unknown knee high.

In order to successfully achiever this lifelong intention I have to seize the day and all that it is emanating and radiating from the creator- live and direct and fresh as each mornings dew

Choosing Life

I used to write to that little something that used to strum the strings of my heart telling me everything is all right. I did not know what it was but I know that it made me feel better and that encouraged me to press on…but why?

That I would have to find out along the way on the road that leads to infinity; meanwhile the feeling of unexplained peace amidst pain immersed my whole being and kept my spirit alive and that became a very good indication that life is worth living and that circumstances get better while alive.

That was my lifeline and now it is my gratitude mantra. I feel like the Israelites crossing the Red Sea

That has become my definition of hope