My Jonah cells manifest

Hiding my good intentions that God and I had already agreed upon as my ticket to heaven was nothing short of Jonah’s calling. Everywhere I thought was home was like home and the most jester was the joke I tried to play. All long the dots in life kept reflecting back to me that I was kidding myself that God would not find me or encourage me to fulfil my side of our agreement.

I almost called Jonah coward for turning down God’s good faith in him. Oh the saying I personified: pointing one finger at facts and nine at truth made my Jonah cells come alive and in no time I did the obvious. I obeyed God and the result…

I go where I felt unready to return and oh my, was I glad!

My Moses seed germinate

When I honoured my own nonsense with Life and its Creator stagnant sentimentality shrunk.

Life redeemed each harangue with God and transformed the embryonic elements into Red Sea highway into full consciousness in a way that my ego let go of fear of faith in higher self that had been residing within me allowing it to voluntarily rise to its permanently prominent place. Soul was about to give up its quest when stubborn sanity resigned willingly. I know God grace had a lot to do with it because as amazed as I was I was not one bit surprised

Alive, aglow, awakened

The longer way is the narrow windy road that Matthew referred to even before stating his dissertation of Jesus’ death plot. This makes me ponder Jesus’ prophetic preparation-or was it a lament at the fact that even he, Jesus foretold and maybe foresaw or; may be his Father had let him in on the unfolding of the unforeseeable future fully conscious that many would achieve even greater than Jesus. How did Jesus feel? That must have made him see his death as the best way out and God did not even stop him! That must have made Jesus so pissed that he decided to go ahead and end his stupid suffering and so I attest to the fact that Jesus continues to seek souls who have evolve so his spirit can live as he continues to exist in disguise and doing good.

For a long haul before and while I created my own thesis of Jesus, I was petrified and paranoid at what stunt Almighty intended to pull that would supersede the parable preaching; the cross thing and piercing thorns and scourging swords saga. To top it all, the disbanding of dedicated disciples at such a time as this I figured what could God do to redeem Adam and Eve’s brood who want to move along the evolution route instead of waiting for flesh-and-blood Jesus or doomsday- whichever arrives first.

A big payoff without money illuminated Jesus’ foresight and enlightened my insight at exactly what this message was personally endorsing on my heart in full consciousness of the work involved. All that was once petrifying my confidence with paranoia about what God would use me to do, I have done and done well, according to God. Life continues to complete that which it began and I am happy that I did not fail God and God has no intention of failing me either. That is better than I had haggled with Life for. Indeed every disappointment and detour hold in it a seed of potential good and Life always wants to give what is best, irrespective of short sightedness of long-term gain of every situation

So cheers to birth, death and everything in between for making me alive, aglow, awakened so I can witness Life with my very own eyes of consciousness- always clear in the now…leading to the unknown… beyond the past

Awesome Awareness!!!!!!!!!!!

Essential Evidence

The way I dreamt of my life many decades ago seemed to remain unfulfilled and that made me so wretched that only God’s Grace could have refine and refocus my vision of living a satisfying zestiness right along life’s testiness with a smile from ear to ear and eyes wider than saucers watching those very dreams unfold magically miraculously...WOW.

Intelligent maturity continues to shape and form me just like I was designed to be even before I leapt in my mother’s womb and jived out into the world.

God knows that wanting to know what is Life’s agenda that is necessary and appropriate to redeem and enjoy my gratuity while traversing between beginning and endings is a mandatory requirement to fulfilling the terms and condition for each lesson I am to genuinely stare in the eyeball even though with trembling trepidation.

Each speck I agree to remain willing to dissolve presents the next hurray over the hump holy high hallelujah just like Joshua’s choir before the army. Is it any wonder that Nehemiah proclaimed with confidence that he is doing a good work and would not interrupt it to come down and entertain deceivers. Doubting Thomas never was derided for speaking his humble heart’s honest doubt and so do I.

Indeed the truth as per inner essence of being can set souls, lives, dreams and vision free in such manner that human understanding cannot measure up to. That makes the saying "man does not survive on bread alone "a very potent pity party purifier; so much so, that not even the body and blood of Christ can substitute as a soul saving satiety in heaven here on earth.

Without a doubt, Wisdom is like the root that is still alive- it can grow new branches!
And the spirit of the weeds are never busted by adversity and when the going gets rough and tough hang on to spirit

Respecting the role of self-responsibility

Sometimes I am out on a limb questing Life with questions on the most needed requirement for choosing self-reliance and appropriately complying with general governing guidelines without missing the mark.

In other words how do I tolerate ignorance without getting blistered by its bliss? And how am I suppose to not know everything and not feel ignorant about the fact that I truly do not always know what I am is doing yet trust that I am is doing just what it needs done- done well.

For crying out loud… how do I know that I can be divinely human and humanly divine…can life help me out here!

Because just when I think I got it and I got it well this time, I find myself wanting to know that my balancing act is all good.

Frankly someday I really don’t mind being in the devil’s workshop and there are days when God’s workshop makes a great hideout spot and the amusing feeling is that I am quite content with the polarity and candidly, I do not really want to change a thing that makes me, me

So what do I do?

I accept that balancing is the awareness of knowing exactly what I am being and doing at the time I am pondering the foresight that awareness presents from intelligence to contemplate the consequences that my ultimate choice creates in the moment that I think it and when I proceed to act it and, how its implications can potentially manifest now and in ad infinitum. That leaves me with the courage to choose to change what life permits me to; the difference- well Wisdom knows the difference and helps me to discern the difference

With that in mind I continue to create choices that I would want life to use for good and use it to make a difference.

Concert with Life

True, it is not as perfect as I scripted my original version of the best-unflawed performance I perform yet in spirit and compassion it turned out to be one of my all-time pricelessly precious presentation. The mind and the body are even helping me and, that is more than a consolation. It is holy high hallelujah of the heart

Instead of continuing to wait until all the dots join in a circular form when dots are still all over the place, thinking outside the box aka brain is a redemptive reward that I know I will never find in the mint either.

What can I say; I always knew I was born an awakener with eternal talents. No more hiding that gift that has been my mainstay with or without compensation

Thank you Life, for helping God bring out the best in ways I thought was hopeless. That to me sums up the biblical summon ”the stones which the builders rejected are the cornerstone of firm foundation’ and that, I call Victory!

Missing the mark- human conditioning

It is heavenly to not know what I do not know and exclaim that fact with integrity and human to acknowledge what I know, want to know and need to know, also exclaiming this need with integrity.

That is why God- as I choose to understand God- and Life as I choose to cooperate with its unfolding provide all that which is relevant and crucial to create my everyday in a fashion that makes outcomes seem like magic. God knows how many lives has been lost to the sin of conditioning

How do I know all that I need to know and acknowledge what I already knew and knew that I knew? That’s God at work creating its wonders that make missing the mark only exist in human conditioning

Thanksgiving Tribute to Trust

When folks refer to me as a person full of faith I often respond, “same to you”. Many are appalled that I see in them what they see in me- the seed of faith, of resilience, of trust in a power that lays latent in the feeble as well as the stalwart waiting to grow and produce its harvest- abundantly, whatever that is for each soul. That was not always the case. I shrugged many compliments and shyly accepted the ones that made my soul smile within and with a roaring laugh that kept me grounded. Many times too, I ridiculed my soul when it prompted me to see God in everyone, Omnipresent, Omnipotent, Omniscientient; worst of all I curtailed soul when it engaged me to accept my Godself and trust my insight.

The inner knowingness that life situations are not handed down in isolation and that the strength to triumph through life is available to each as needed, not always as wanted or expected makes the difference is what guided me to see God in all of creation. Not acknowledging or embracing one’s full potential does not reduce that availability.

Accepting life’s attitude mingled with my attitude and aptitude and dare I say grand imagination of intelligent grandiose I admit that it is determination to be what I can still be keeps me steadfast and Life does the wonders that I always dream and vision as God’s possibility using me. That in and of it self was what God had in mind the whole time, gently using everyone to water faith and lift wilted spirits. I had to trust that is was so even when precarious conditions cast their spell of degrading faith, dignity, divinity and integrity. I can continue to walk the walk, talk the talk, walk the talk, talk the walk and let Life reveal its authenticity with diligence

Redemption of Revelation

Modern time has arrived at the fork of the road where it accepts its intelligent purpose- to assist creation with creating and to cooperate in ending the destruction of Life

Life has been very patient with two legged conscious creatures and two legged conscious creatures has been defiant of its own power to constructively work with the Creator to make Earth a heavenly domain. Human intelligence has exhausted its ways of ending the turmoil and tribulation that once indulged in eradicating Earth by restricting its flow of energy

Life is ready to proceed with removing the veil of delusion. Natural and human resources continue to contribute a wholesome role in manifesting the plan of unfolding the New Heaven and the New Earth as primordial perception prophetically parabolically proposed.

God is rolling in ecstasy that perseverance and patience pays off- after all God could not take back that which consciousness freely offered to human intelligence. God already knew the final outcome!
The most heroic mission that human beings will accomplish is aiding God to recreate and continue to evolve its week of Genesis and perfect its work which was begun with impeccably word and deed before time took reign of earth

I strongly sense that when humility balances with pride perfection and Grace show us our true being and immediately the beacon of consciousness shines a light from within to anyone who is willing to allow this light to illuminate and enlighten the path we each need to tread on. Sometimes life situation presents the present moment gentle as a zephyr or a tumultuous as a tidal wave; what I had to learn to remain open to experience is the outcome of each circumstance. I also accept the fact that when one grows in isolation development can still stay stunted and so I am willing to share and receptive to learn from Life and its many fellow teachers and students.

Life brings like mind on soul's journey to be supportive in as much a respectful manner so that integrity and dignity remain unharmed though some time preventing it to remain untouched is itself a form of dying... and a sad needless form of dying or maybe it is a form of living uselessly; so I continue to allow life situation to bring out the best in each person

God’s Offer

I am speaks

I am is indeed obliged fully to serve you as you continue to do what only your Godself can do when you let go of the foolish fear that I Am will let you down or Life will fail you or you will fail life or, and God. Once you do this, stupid suffering has no choice but to completely dissolve as you cooperate with life to clean up the mess of the mind and of mangled emotions. Distortion of what is will evaporate and time will be as relevant as Life determines

I obey

Premium prescription dispensed by Life itself

Symptoms of subtle stressors keep me aware of the importance of staying on course with life’s ebbs and tides. Drifting away from what I cannot change is like the wake that the boat leaves behind. The wind of change produces life’s currents that spirit uses to create just the right amount of tension to generate internal power to sustain sanity. The energy of Self nourishes every cell and so I am is filled with stamina sufficient for every task that life considers essential.

Stumps of worry and illusion continue to shrivel and sprouts of inner peace and absolute bliss continue to flourish

Life’s small details

I always wanted to do the things that please God as I personally know God and that is why I always sensed deeply that I can do all the right things that would enable Life to provide the right situations.

When it felt like that could very well include the risk of giving up my last breath so God can manifest as God no matter what- that’s when I was scared shit! I figure if that did not dissolve the muck of putrid mucilage that was building up in my consciousness then God would sure die because even a God who can withstand everything can lurk in murk ad infinitum can die. This possible impossible made humility a win-win contest with Life and life situations. That is what caused my mind to sink in despair- there was still too much at stake- disappointing my understanding of happiness, health, heaven, accomplishment, acumen with all its richness.

Soul has been slowly ascending; that is how I managed to choreograph my moves in sync with life’s detail. Like everything else worth mastering this lifetime guarantee for entertaining big Dreams is ongoing and beyond sky is the limit. The last time I witnessed beyond sky live and direct, I almost touched the sun with my bare hands and still there was more grandeur than words can describe and that is just fine because I do not want words to interfere or even mood or feelings for that matter to complicate the simple small details.

Royal rules inspired by Wisdom is no secret once wisdom reveals the difference of conscious action- the very fact makes all action a rope of responsibility of stewardship.

Dear Life, Dear Death and everything in between
Thank you

Dancing with Uncertainty

When God and I began flirting I was so smitten that I kept stepping on Life while darting behind clouds of uncertainty and leaping over pot holes of calamity. Oops! I would exclaim nervously and Life just kept flowing with its finesse fluidity thus allowing me to get right back with its rhythm. That’s what usually kept me from running off the dance floor of creation. That and the fact that Life allowed me to groove at my own swing every now and then until feeling separated from the rest of the cosmos walked away from the showcase of time’s timing

Phew!
The cry 'persecuted pilgrim' was scorched in hell’s blazing fire purified many times until, hell freezed in action!

Compassion and Grace have my heart dancing with uncertainty and my moves are more and more impeccable with Life’s fluid finesse

My most neurotic act!

Chasing after God- I mean the incessant need to pin God down and kick Life to the curb as it presented me its finest gifts wrapped in mêlée after mêlée was making a great mess of the seed of Cosmos implanted inside me. This seed was so mulched it is an amazing miracle of magic and magic of miracle that it actually sprouted and is growing healthily! Indeed it is never too late to be what I might have been when I confidently trodded in the directions of my grandeur ideas of living on Life’s terms with its conditions

I feel like Moses and father Abraham; not to mention Nehemiah, Jeremiah, Job, and Jacob!

Reiterating the fact that I no longer desire to chase God and the mere fact that God can confidently turn off the furnace in the refiners fire in its mansion and ignite the freedom freeway with the moon, stars and sun is reason to thank Life for all the time it keeps me safe in mêlée mansion.

Dynamic Doctrines

Endorsing authentic acknowledgement of feeling, needs, wants, thoughts is a great step in bringing out the best of each soul. Of course the key element is like the chef’s secret ingredient(s) -which once the chef reveals the speciality, automatically remove the shroud of mystification that somehow got wrapped up too tightly around the brain- somewhat like the umbilical cord tangled around the fetus while it was suppose to be the very lifeline connecting fetus with its source and giver of life everlasting

In with the new

No more dutiful daughter, guilty girl, confused citizen, sacrificial sheep

Compassionate child- wild, responsible, respectful, rebel silic soul continues to flourish freely with intuitive intelligence of imagination, intellect and artistic creativity right on par with Earth’s new sprouts and rebirthed branches

The certainty that Wisdom can grow new roots and shoots in due season are enough reasons to bolster the courage within when it seems like or feels like soul is dead; the same spirit that can create such wonders as it does in spring can revive dreams and visions when conditions and intentions align with creation- when the moment is just right, it is right time for harvest...

... a thousand generations, a billion years, multiple lifetimes, one day.... who cares how long it takes! God's incumbent is not scheduled on clock time, psychological function, structured timetable, theoretical guidelines or rigid deadlines and I am glad it is so!

All i’s

Life is in tune with my heart’s choice of gifts: the ones that money cannot buy and the ones that money tries to offer. Maybe it is quite the other way around- I am accepting life choice of gifts and indeed it feels good to receive what life knows is best- intelligence, imagination, integrity, intuition!

When my nonsense of wanting Life to follow all my orders becomes my no nonsense of following Life's commands, I stand at attention, time stands still and intellect takes its rightful place as God’s humble servant in heaven on earth

All I can continue to do is attempt to express intelligence even when the mind’s explanation is short of full understanding of heavenly knowledge knowing that God perfects all in its way and on its schedule. Life is wonderful when humility decides to scoop one up on higher ground

I pursue God long and ardently enough until God is happily obliged to reveal itself and in so doing encourages me to reveal my authenticity as God ordained it. God’s main concern is to reestablish my heart and mind in alignment with God’s Will

Afterlife

The more friendliness I share with death the more clarity seeps into my afterbreath directions.

Imagine my perfect headstone is no longer a requirement. Neither is the party. I decided to be fully alive and presnt at my going away festival. Even jesus was thre and Lazurus was sharing his story of the days he was siiting on the floor longing for the scraps from the kings banquet table. We had a blast that indeed made all the dust gone before raise the roof in ad infinitum.

Death was so impressed with my party. Life and I journey on

Afterbreath ideas is a very exciting curriculum on cosmos calendar of events. It guarantees an A++ in living before dying and make acceptance of the fact that the body is dying even while it is alive.

The big picture

There was a period in history when I could not get my mind to accept what is; especially matters of justice as God ordained it. I was really peppered about this to the point I dedicated my presence to making sure descendants do not have to go through this and ancestors- the ones still alive- did not have to continue suffering.

That was a big dream that only God could handle and I kept pleading with God to help me advocate on behalf of the widows and orphans; I now wonder why Isaiah left out widowers; anyhow. I was so unconscious of the deal I made with God until I became conscious that while this was a perfect way to spend my life God had better ideas than making another Jesus.

It appears as though God did use my own dreams to knock me out of its way… oh Moses I can totally relate to you! After agreeing to let God be God my desire to save the world dissolved; my desire to prove that I was good enough varnished. The dream to prove naysayers wrong about my worthiness, cremated

It took me a long while to figure out what all my issues with God were and as long as I am Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis there may be other issues to settle with OmniGod, still I am determined to just let God do God size things and stand clear when I AM commands me to.

If one thinks that Moses cried when God removed him from his trappings; I cried and cried and decided that I would be better off in the wilderness- in modern day language it is called collective unconsciousness, in patriarchal religion it is called the big S-sin; in psychiatry it s call psychotic

Whatever…whatever it is was began getting to me more than my spirit could spare. It was my prayer that taunted me and in the world there is no such thing as undo. God continues to give me my own burning bush scenarios; starting with burning the burden of my own cross of goals and objectives

And God still continues to…

What more can I say
God indeed has the big picture and I am a piece of the puzzle

Sparks of satori

Thank you, God; Life for continuosly transcending thoughts

- of limitation
- of trepidation
- of intimidation
- of manipulation

Thank you, God; Life for continuosly transmuting feelings

- of insecurity
- of mistrust
- of anxiety
- of nervous excitement

Salutations!
- for trading my triggered targets and brownie beans for treasures of talent
- for trading my idea of grandeur for the actual grandeur of Life
- for dissolving imaginary obstacles of perceived future
- for preparing fertile ground of intention and attention of creation

Its good to be back home

The journey back to my Self and to my ancestral tree-house was the most daunting, ardent and alluring task I agreed to cooperate with the cosmos and let it do and complete the work it began in me.

For a long while I was like the lost sheep going daaa daaa daaa- daunting, ardent and alluring and also, there was an even more daaa daaa daaa when all the kings horses and all the kings men had more hope in putting humpty dumpty back together again

As much as I defied enough logic to boost my intuitiveness there have been many days when I could not even swallow the medicine of hope when it came to my own journey. I was always good and very good at helping someone other than myself and of course I was also good in the area of caring.

So why did I crumble!?

I was a little short on rendering that same hopefulness to my self in like measure as I was giving and the Goddess of strength had to trade her atlas ability back to the maker for new atlas and its supporting agents. I was very expectant when I recalled that it took God only three days to restore Jesus and so I waited for such a repeat miracle. The thing is, I am not Jesus and God does not do replica magic and besides Jesus’ times has long since evolved in the area of wear and tear and sadly this is contraindicative of three-day cure or any time constraint of resurrection.

I had to stop this crumbling ‘curse’ on the ancestral and Self journey and of course this thought only responded to louder daaa daaa daaa as I yo-yoed between giving up on the agreement of a perfect existence and settling for the survival of the fittest syndrome. Of course I am not one for entertaining pity party or giving up on the possibility for vying for a seat in ad infinitum kingdom. I was just not at all always ready and willing to go the whole nine yards with the whole nine yards God. That was my syndrome. The seed of stubbornness had been manifested like an old habit and was way to comfortable; still it had to be transmuted. Transcending seem a hard hill to climb when the brakes is and the daaa daaa daaa gets increasing louder.

Surrendering to the silent shove that this is the way back to where you so want to be! I shrugged as if God real in flesh and blood was getting to me and grabbing at my shoulder to have a little face to face that I outright refused to consider.

Cut me some more slack here, already!

I am happy I did reconsider and have been able to humble the stone self. The God of my understanding resurrected and I arrived at the most happy trek of the journey- the trek that I tried to detour from.

It is great to be alive, and to be me-at home. What makes it even more déjà vu is that today marks 31 years since daddy left my physical world permanently and somehow it feels like he too has made his way and is now sitting at the father’s right hand. And finally resting in peace

So even physical death cannot stop the responsible parenting process to comfort and reassure a frightened child who was terrified of death or of what death and dying was doing to her ancestral tree and for holding God responsible for threatening to rot the rooting roots!

Thank you Life for making me trust the wisdom that silent whispers when the mind shuts up! Indeed when the mind shuts up long enough, the fucked up ideas die and that is worth the Ascension into heaven permanently- a renowned trek while alive in bodymindspirit

Breakdowns and Breakthroughs

In God’s world there is no such thing as delay or permanent not yets or round about nos let alone sixes for nines

In mankind’s attempt to insist that God is late, a little late or no show impatience is conceived; carried to full term and continues to keep multiplying and the brain, which can only swing like Grandfather clock’s pendulum that rocks the baby more than the cradle can handle provides a medium for breakdowns and in many instances dramatic breakthroughs that makes appreciating or accepting each moment as it is even though in the mind the pendulum swings- the same mind can determine its response intuitively

My Johari Window

Freeing myself from the grip of grievance seem like an endless hello-goodbye affair with the past that makes me imagine the task of counting the grains of sand on the seashore

Good grief!

That’s also a lot of pearls in the making. And it’s all worth the cleaning up so I can make more room for more happiness

And crystal clear window

Learner of unlearning- a worthy goal

Progressively I continue the journey of living and dying and enjoying the gap between.

I understand the quality of patience of a farmer, of expectant parents; of a pregnant earth just before spring; of frozen trees during regeneration and the seeds of gestation

Patience and delayed gratification make perseverance a very worthwhile wait while fulfillment is in the making and so I imagine myself as a chrysalis bursting open to set the butterfly free

Choices of choices

My own conscious awareness of what is important though matter what, is groping my mind and softening my heart as my soul continues to find rest amidst weariness.

I know that spirit transcends all fear and suffering and it is this wisdom that keeps me sane; that and the consolation that God as I know God knows everything.

Torn between duty and self love, compassion mercy and grace continue to help me do what I can do without regret. Of course there is this thought dangling in my mind about what people may think and so I continue to affirm to myself that taking responsibility for my choices is all that matters right now.

Oh, mighty paradox!

It is ironic how everything in life is revealing its purpose and as much as I am still willing to cooperate I am feeling very bizarre not running the show so as to control circumstances that want to seem beyond my human ability.

It is almost three weeks that I am going through another major breakthrough and although my heart and soul are happy to be resurrected; I still feel as if I am carrying a heavy burden and it also feels like a mighty weight has been removed off my back

As much as I want to ask God for time out, I sense that time has had enough of something that itself cannot manage so I will skip this timeout and continue on Life’s terms and offer as I agreed upon. Life has offered enough win-win evidence to trust the process and I frankly I am eager to know what hiding behind the door of this room in heaven’s mansion.

Here’s to another ‘from scared to sacred’ moment

A little more of healthy trading

Some areas of PMESS still need me to sustain a fine balance and frankly it seems to be in the same portion of the pie.

Financial fitness and functional fitness of body seem to be experiencing the most wearing away and of course that always resurrects the cowardice of past experience when these two aspect of healthy stress always somehow fried my brains. At least it no longer has such an upper hand still this residual nervousness has me persevering to curtail further erosion of sanity and so I courageously trade with life the need to worry and accept life’s generous offer to provide the resources required for existence and to continue improving my outlook on managing my PMESS

Cycles in motion

Dreams/visions- professor reality
Nightmares- professor wakey-wakey
Sleepy time- professor rest-and-repair

When the wheel of life rolls along undisturbed by space, distance, circumstance, freaking out panic of nervous excitement, dreams, visions, nightmares, rest and repair exhilarate wakey-wakey moments

That, to me, sums up peaceful harmony of cycles in motion fully supported by the old and new testament documentation of recurring dreams, nightmares and of wakey-wakey moments that warn of unforeseen events and lead to buried treasures

Indeed, from the stillness of the mind comes spoken and unspoken truth of souls’ essence in unique messages designed by Life and presented in personal encounters with and of existence

Another angle on tithing

Ever since the mind began accepting its enhanced measure of wise intelligence, the faculty of sharing experience from a soul perspective continues to rapidly shift and mind enjoys humour immensely- something the heart had to constantly remind it of in the real world. Of course the mind hardly felt much was worth laughing at or even amusing to smile. I have to hand it to heart at how it help mind on arriving at the immeasurable benefits of lightening up.

Now a days, mind enjoy teasing the testiness of life situations. I was not surprise when spirit asked mind about its stance on tithing. Mind raised its eyebrows, smiled and promptly replied- well… I have a new idea- it’s worth a lot, a heck of a lot. Somethings are still mindset in mint. Spirit smiled, motioned mind to come closer and gave mind a big hug that improved its idea of compensation. A new idea, spirit reminded mind, gently, needs a little more soul. Mind felt safe enough to share its new idea: 90 % of experience to give back to life for its situations and 10 % is to give back to God for helping life with those 90% of life situations.

Mind! Exclaimed spirit – you are one original of the image and likeness of origin. Keep up the great work. Mind was very ecstatic that it can create its own heaven and contribute to earth- a whooping 90% and giving God a generous 10%. Mind continues to increase its godability and decrease faculty of limitation

Oh what mind can do when it accepts its full worth

Fuel for life

Trading leaps of faith for a stroll in the park is creating more fertile cultivation of selflove and innertrust. Absorbing the mystic tranquility of the gurgling stream; the symphony of the bird convention; trees exercising their leaves and branches in tune with the changing tempo of the wind makes me keep in time on time with life's ever-changing rhythms to match right along to the tempo of Universe. Add to that, a host of familiar strangers enjoying the bond with Life, as we all tarry along the unhurried pathway is amazing!