Posts Tagged ‘humans’

The Perfect Flower

April 16, 2017

My love he watches by the fence, His gazing eyes my heart to clench…
Nothing more could be as sweet, as lying at my lover’s feet.
If all the world condemned in me, that moment of sweet ecstasy;
I’d seek him in my darkest hour, as looking for the perfect flower.
I’d listen close to hear his voice, he is the one; my only choice…
To find him at the break of day, then stay until the day gives way…
Just like honey on my lips, his presence holds me in its grips.
He lays his hand upon my face, full of mercy… full of grace!
Oh dear heart, please stay with me, your true love… I’ll always be.
All other loves I’ve cast aside, my love for you… I cannot hide.
I wait and wait till midnight hour, and then I’ll find the perfect flower.

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GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!

February 27, 2017

GOOD GOOD MORNING! I am alive and ready to eat the day! I plan to make it sumptuous!

No matter what the weather my heart will be elevated because I have the choice – one hundred percent, to carry this day to heaven or hell. Heaven it will be!

I will be grateful for that which has been given to me by the grace of God. Grateful for that innate ability to laugh every day (of course there are exceptions) – but not often. Grateful for every tiny blessing that profoundly lifts my life to a rapid but gentle current from hour to hour.

I stopped and said a prayer a moment ago. I asked thanked God and asked for guidance.
Even if you don’t “know” what you believe….pray daily and do your best. I can”t guarantee you sixty thousand dollars in ten days after posting this and sending it to 10 friends (I am silly), but I will GUARANTEE if you pray just a prayer every morning and do your best, you will be happier, and God will direct your tootsies around the mud puddles, and elevate your thoughts and “reactions” to life, to a smile for no reason.

We rarely trust in ourselves. Pray a tiny prayer consistently for a month and then afterward, simply do your best, make the best choices you can, and HELP WILL COME YOU WAY – and happiness!

 

I PROMISE. (Keep believing someone bigger than you is taking over and QUIT that tiresome and useless worry.). Worry is exhausting and does nothing to change things!

Also, be careful if you use candles, or one of those fragrance things that needs a candle to disburse the fragrance. Enthusiastically I blew hard to get out the tiny candle and I blew hot wax all over the place! I didn’t get burned, but I started laughing right away, because if I didn’t have enough to do, now I had to clean up this mess!

candle-wax

Oh well. I can climb a mountain (slowly and carefully of course), so I can certainly clean up wax and still meet all these “important” tasks that loom over our heads each day. That “stuff” will get done….but HAPPINESS and JOY in your life are the real goal! You will make others smile and laugh too. Now get to it, and blow the candle out softly. 🙂

Dream

September 19, 2016

I recently saw a movie entitled “Equals” – my husband slept through most of it, though it rang several familiar bells in my head.  It was okay, but just gently interesting and and basically a love story.  It reminded me of a book I had read years and years ago – “1984 (better remembered as “Big Brother).

I actually followed up on that thought and found the director or producer of this filmed had pretty much followed the books theme.  As many current movies do, an older book or movie is picked clean and presented to the multitudes as a “new and spectacular” themed movie.

The Bible says:  “There is nothing new under the sun….” What it means is that anything we experience now has already been experienced and to believe that you have a fresh new idea, way of thinking, activity or anything than you are mistaken. Everything that can be thought of already has – only much of it is lost in history. It is not referring to reincarnation – however, that is another discussion altogether.

So I post today something I dreamed sometime in 2013.  I was recovering from two major spinal surgeries, so my dreams and my writing exploded.  I couldn’t do much else at that point.  But most of the things I wrote were just filed in a “writing” folder – with the intention of completing them at some point.

My mind was imploding we thoughts and feelings, and in that situation, if I had not written them down I might have blown at any moment!  As I shuffled through the file this morning I found this dream that I  experienced.

I say “experienced” because if you have read any of my prior dreams posted you would know my dreams are my “other life”.  A life I remember, and actually often can close my eyes and begin again at the same place!

So here it is :

DEVIL JUICE

The devils come out to play at night,

You must usher them gone in the light.

Inescapable, something written in the stars,

Not from Neptune – or Jupiter, – or mars.

Thwart their moves and push their plots away.

In Jesus name you have control

Today and every day.

You know who the devils are.

 

It never occurred to me that I would one day push a little girl off a ragged cliff and send her tumbling down into a rapidly flowing river. I had to do it. She was going invaded and consumed by satan.

It all began after the irreversible vaporization of much of the common population. No one knew if they were next. The thought police had begun the task years before, but the commons were transfixed with self and possessions. They hadn’t a clue they were already doomed. It began in mid century of the twenty third century. The Watchers knew as they listened past the inconsequential affair the commons seemed to have with the Leaders. Some thought it was impossible not to be caught up in the faces and folly they professed to the Commons. Watchers knew differently.

Dwellings still had the appearance of when they were all free, but we knew. We knew we were being scouted and appraised every moment of the day. We knew we could be plucked from our lives as easily as one plucked a petal off of a flower – in the day – when flowers were fragrant and followed the natural way to death and rebirth.

My days had been filled with Addison. Thoughts of rolling over and over with him in the sand, hot on our bare bodies, took over any sense that remained in my intellect.

If I wasn’t in the midst of remembering torrent love making, I was planning on our next encounter with thought, and thinking of our last.

When the three women moved into the stack below us, a chill ran across my back.

It wasn’t their appearances or demeanor, but something from within my gut told me these women were more than trouble; they were possessed.

Demons found it easy to disguise and enter a pure soul. There were still many hiding. People had been deceived for so long, the Quiet People found it necessary to begin to hide in more unusual ways. All a demon- plagued humans needed to do was offer a drink of devil juice, and gently nestle into the pure spirit from within each person. Once the spirit was diminished it was easy to guide these persons into a corrupt morality and vision. Once activated in a person, it was then his or her thought could find a no way to recover from the loss. Of course evil was still in control of most of the people of the planet and even those untouched were forced to go into hiding – at least their true knowledge.

It took re-education to train the untouchable ones. Thought police were everywhere and also were easily disguised. Untouchable ones were forced to stay in the hollows most hours of the day. The longer they remained in the Light from the Light, the stronger they became and the more resistant to tamper and experiment with “the juice”

There were ways to connect, but always with caution. Addison and I had known each other before the day of vaporization. We had a small circle of friends who were able to manifest the hollow mode and enter the hollows until they were certain those new were cleared.

No one Quiet people drank any form of devil juice. Thought police were aware of this and so it was urgent that they maintain neutral and hollow positions now, for most of the time. Night was of specific danger as the pathway to destruction widened and anyone who wanted to drink was able to get it for free. Laws regarding age limits, and any limits on the juice that had been active for years, were disregarded as soon as the earth turned to the point of darkness.

For that time it was best for all untouchable ones to lock themselves in their stack and simply withdraw until dawn. It was as easy as that, and as difficult. The temptation was always there as the noise of the night was not monitored or curbed in any way. The only way to close out the outer world was to play loud music – which of course -all untouchable ones did.

Addison and I did not live together. He had been discovered dead five years earlier, however, the death was planned and though I was not aware of it, he actually survived in the hollows without contacting me until a few months ago.

I opened my eyes sitting up.

 

 

 

Invisible Injuries

September 15, 2016

We all have them.  Whether they be mental or physical, they all come with the territory of being human.

No visual example of adversity. No example of individual interior adversity – mentally or physically!

The difficult part is NO ONE on planet earth can fully understand what YOU personally may be tackling as far as these unseen or unknown challenges.  No one will ever know one hundred percent.

This is why in order to succeed in life, we must attend to our own “healing” of mind-body-and spirit, and we must forgive those who don’t GET where we are coming from.

It may be the depths of hell to us, but not even within the view of others understanding.

The reason I lay all of this on US is because I am going through those invisible injuries.

I have had a pile of them all my life (off and on) – WE ALL DO.  They are all different and all in different degrees of the need to heal.

Truth be told (as politicians often say – if they only would!)  NO ONE but YOU can do the healing.  I will add in (because these are MY thoughts, and this is my place to offer up my thoughts), that if you have a belief system beyond yourself, life will be leaps and bounds easier to handle and the mountains less tenuous to climb.

I am fortunate because I have faith that cannot be shaken no matter how difficult my life become.  Honestly  life does not get easier as you age, it gets harder.

BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN you cannot have laughter, and joy, and love, and reapall the rewards we humans still have available.

The key is how you CHOOSE to respond to your own problems, and the tenderness with which you CHOOSE to have understanding and forgiveness of others.  Personally, I can NEVER hold a grudge.  Being unforgiving and judgemental festers inside you like an infected sore.  When you forgive (even if you don’t mean it at first), you begin to heal from within!  REALLY.  You release ugly and negative thoughts, and are able to use your own healing powers for yourself!

Another great way to handle stress of invisible problems is to breathe.  Get plenty of oxygen and your body will “think” better and “feel” better.  It is THE WAY of your body. Think about it.  Slow or stop breathing and what happens?  Less oxygen, less optimal thinking and healing, and ultimately death!  So is it important?  What do you think?

Lastly, I guarantee I have at least thirty to forty things going on within me physically and mentally that no one can ever understanding.  But what I realize is it is UP TO ME to handle it all.  I tried being miserable.  It sucked.  So I gave it up!

Besides I use a trick.  I don’t know when it began, perhaps in the womb, but when an unexpected scenario confronts me, I ALWAYS try to find the humor in it – and laugh!  I know you can’t laugh at everything, but it doesn’t hurt to try.  Humor can really save your day, and your life!

You can rise above WHATEVER it is that is aching to pull you down.  Try not to exclusively dwell on the problems.  Divert your own attention by accomplishing tasks that lay before you.  When you feel like a pity party, TAKE A BREATH – think of it like ammo and a secret weapon.  It is.  If you think this is all pie in the sky and just words –

YOU WOULD BE WRONG!  I would not waste my precious moments, and each moment is precious to me, expounding on words with no meaning.  Thoughts with no depth.

So please think about it.  Read this again. I am serious. You won’t waste the minute it takes, and this time think about applying it to your life!  You must get into the habit of this way of thinking.  We are creatures of habit.  Please read it again and this time think about it with YOU IN MIND.

REPETITION IS THE MOTHER OF ALL LEARNING. Repetition is the mother of all learning. Repetition is the mother of all learning. Repetition is the mother of all learning.  Now close your eyes and say it.

God bless you, and I so very much mean it!  Flowers for you courtesy Park City, Utah  I have no idea what kind they are but it looked like they were placed gently on top of these bushes, and they were beautiful!Park City FlowersJPG.jpg

 

Hello and Hallelujah

July 1, 2012

I am returned from my fourteen-day adventures and now it’s been almost three days trying to catch up, unpacking and moving forward here at home!  Gosh, I was hoping someone would have washed my windows when I was away!  (Ha ha).

 

Did you know Hallelujah means “Praise God”?  I didn’t for years,

but now when I say it the word has so much more meaning for me.

 

This will be short as I have yet to clean or do some things that require immediate attention, but I just had a lovely experience and wanted to share.

 

I took my Rottie to the lake to swim as it’s in the low 90’s, and the asphalt is just too hot for her paws to exercise.  After she fetched a stick MANY times, we got in the car and I got on the road to drive home.

 

I saw a yard sale sign….I had little money and never intended to stop at a yard sale.  Happily, I have health, and love and everything I need to thrive.  Bless those who are less fortunate.  I really mean it too.  Would that I could, I would help…alas, and we can only do the best we can do.

 

I had a feeling. I drove up a little hill and stopped at a house where most of the items had been put in the garage because of the heat.  To make a long story short, the woman operating the yard sale was from Lebanon, and said she would be returning to take her mother for her dwindling years.  The mama was sitting in the back of the garage and I smiled and waved.

 

We chatted for a few, and  alked about how wonderful moms are, and how important it is to treat them as very important people – because they are!

I bought a small key chain and asked if I could hug her before I left. 

 

She smiled and said yes, and I said “perhaps we’ll meet again in this lifetime – and if not this one – the next one.”  She looked so surprised and asked me if I believed in the afterlife.  I told her, of course I do.

 

My dog was getting hot,  and though I left the car running with the air conditioning on, I knew it was time to go.  I paid her fifty cents and waved good-by.  As I was almost to the car she ran up to me and put a bracelet in my hand, clasping it, and said, “This is for you.”

 

I was so surprised.  It was lovely. I told her I would treasure it.  I will.  I have no idea why she did that, but can only believe she felt a true kinship with me, so unexpectedly.

 

What a lovely exchange of human caring and love.  It was spontaneous and real and one of those moments that make you recall again…..we are all human beings on planet earth, and we can and should LOVE ONE ANOTHER.

 

Have a beautiful day.  Hug someone.  It felt great!  More soon – love and blessings to you all.