What’s in your mind?

What’s in your mind? Poverty? Lack? Sadness? Pain? Decisions await you. You have to choose🌹. Will you see you through poverty? Do you see you through lack? Sadness? Pain?

How will you move forward if that emotional entanglement is stronger than your real authentic self? Can you see different? What’s in your mind?

Shifting is your call. Shifting perspective. Shifting eyesight. Shifting hearing. Shifting living. Shifting emotions. Shifting what’s in your mind.

I challenge us to see higher. See deeper. See truer. See freedom. See living. Let’s see what’s in our own minds and move to the other side…into heaven’s eyes, heaven’s heart, heaven’s perspective. This is Who you are friends. We are from a heavenly place.

From soul to spirit. That’s what’s in your mind. From death to life. This is who you really are. What’s in your mind?

The Christ. This is who you are and what’s inside you. Creator. Architect. Life Giver. Truth Teller. Forgiven.

Until soon my friend. Love, d

Deep Stuff

Deep stuff. I know a woman whose mind is not quite there. Somehow, someway though … she can worry. She can grab a hold of one subject and she can think about it and think about it and think about it until she can’t think about nothing else. Obsessing.

In this manner, she feels important. Why? It literally gives her something to do with her time other than read and watch TV. She’s an older person who doesn’t have anything to do. She used to be vibrant and participated in society and she used to feel meaningful and significant. Now she only feels old and decrepit. The other day she said she missed feeling productive. She missed feeling as if she mattered. Deep stuff.

It dawned on me that the reason she worries is because it gives her something that she feels is important to do. She misses accomplishing something that someone else praises her in or someone else needs done so that they can finish what they are doing… She misses working…fulfilling goals and wins. She worries about her family. She worries about America. She worries about money. The other day she was fixated on finding a book. She did not want to read these books out of order. It is a trilogy. She had already read number one but did not want to skip to number three. She wanted to read number two next. Because of her memory issues, you might want her to just read three and find two later – what does it really matter? Deep stuff.

But it matters to her. It’s her grasping onto a little bit of order- a sequence – similar to a child learning the numbering or lettering system – she’s remembering order. You teach a child one, two, three – not one, four, seven. She is enough with it in her mind sometimes that she remembers order and she remembers pieces of things that really do matter… At least to her. in that moment … Admittedly that ship may sail soon but right that second she felt “normal” and like she is accomplishing something that “matters”. Deep stuff.

I was thinking about children and how they feel safe when they know what is next…when they have order. They learn the “how to” set goals, accomplish vision, eat their vegetables, brush their teeth, sleep habit, reading habits – disciplines…early in life… setting the stage for how they grow and think.

Similarly, older ones who lived vibrant productive lives that have health issues sometimes find themselves doing nothing but watching tv, eating and reading. Their minds lose the ability of setting goals, accomplishing vision. They lose that part of themselves where found identity and usefulness. Deep stuff.

What is my point? Pay attention.

Pay attention to that person in front of you that seemingly has nothing to do. Because they might be doing something with your mind to help you see something through. Now I realize that worry is worship in a reversed kind of way. But I just wonder if God‘s graciousness and kindness sees it as prayer in his day. Again, deep stuff.

We can’t heal her mind though we would like to. We can only love her – We can’t change what has occurred. Loving that person who seems to have lost their way might be the most productive thing you do today.

So, I was pondering these things today about society as a whole…thinking of another friend who is in a similar way. Sitting. Waiting. Nothing to do. Nobody to talk to. Watching life pass her by. Grabbing hold of anything that makes her feel alive.

Growing older is not for wimps. But … Older people are just younger people with wrinkles.

In this Covid crisis aftermath, remember those who were locked away. Maybe that was you or me. Maybe you are still working out your life in isolation. Maybe nobody reaches into you because they are busy accomplishing their own life…

Inside – deep inside – listen close to Who resides. They can lead you with Grace to love that space. Deep Stuff.

Changing or Clinging?

It’s been a season among seasons but are we changing or clinging?

Learning to trust Them with our situations. Hearing Their voice. Doing our part in practical ways.

Serious situations arise where we have a need for someone else’s expertise. So, we go to the doctor for perspective and listen for His voice. We sell treasures for bills as we listen for His voice. We choose pathways of life as we listen and respond. We jump with trust and then we realize we may have jumped too soon or too far. We don’t jump at all and miss the ship that was sailing. Or did we? Are we changing or clinging?

We stand in the street and wonder if we will survive what we must face. In the midst of letting go of what once held such great value, we realize our own worth has shifted. We have less treasury but have more treasure. What we loved twenty years ago has emotional ties but no longer is the heartbeat of my daily life.

Yet, we keep holding on to that way of eating or that material object or that attitude to reinforce our fear of tomorrow… or to avoid facing our private pain … or to sabotage from self hate. Oh it’s subtle. But it’s delay into a new you. Is is because we are changing or clinging?

We realize how fortunate we are to share space with the person we sleep near and we hear His voice of Love. Our assignments can seem foreboding yet can we climb those thorns and find the comfort inside the sweet smelling rose? Can we truly unconditionally love that one near us? Can we love ourselves?

Are we changing? Or are we clinging to what used to be the road we walked?

It could be – after the dust has settled – we will find that what we thought was impossible to say goodbye to is the actual entry through a new door. It might be that the lessons we learn as we change will be beautiful and our hearts will be more tender and our love will flow more purely…as we say goodbye to the past and hello to the present. Oh that we will be changing not clinging.

This is a reprint from earlier this year. Love- Donna

Love yourself well

Love yourself well.

Remember

Thinking today into the deep about some specific memories – they stopped me and I cried and I remember…
When my mom died, I made the arrangements. She had died in the hospital holding my sister’s hand. I came later with another sister. They were intensely worried about me and how I would take her death. It was a horrific season that ultimately changed all our lives. I remember.
I gathered up her clothes. My pain was hidden as I masked the emptiness through my “maturity”. I remember the funeral home was filled with people who did not know her – never met her – but they knew my dad. They came to honor her because they knew him. I remember.
We took the trek to Houston where we buried her and honestly, I did not return for many many years to that place … I knew she was not really there and I just did not want to remember.

Then, my dad died years later and the service was held in a small space at the Veterans Memorial. There was a man who played guitar who at the time was my sister and her husband’s friend. There was a salute with guns because of my dad’s service in the military – he was at Pearl Harbor. I still have some of his logs from seeing men burn on different levels of the ship. By the time he passed he was living in my sister’s home where he faced his fears of the unknown and ultimately – fearlessly went into the Unknown filled with Love and Peace. I remember.

For some reason today I was struck with how our lives influence one another and how one life matters. My mom was my best friend. I still miss her to this day. She would be proud of her girls including our niece who she loved with a fierce compassion. She would want to hug her right now. Mom would want to talk with her and want to soothe her heart. Mom valued. She mattered. Dad was strong and seeking and wanting to be forgiven and wanted to know Truth and he found it and it was beautiful. He mattered and he knew he mattered when it was all said and done.
Maybe you don’t think you matter. Believe me – you are significant and your life matters – your thoughts matter – your prayers matter – your presence matters and when you are not present – it matters. God knows. He remembers.

My mom was a recluse and knew few. My dad was a recluse in his latter days and though back in a day he knew many – he died alone with one holding his hand and lovingly speaking to him as if he mattered because he did matter. His presence mattered. I remember both seasons of my life.

This is deep stuff my friend. What is my point you wonder? I’m rambling you think? No. I rarely if ever ramble. I just see a lot at one time and it takes a while to communicate …

The Bible talks about seasons of life. There is a preparation that takes place for every season and though we may feel unable – we can face it with Them inside us as we remember who we are and Who we came from … that may seem like a myth or a bunch of hooey to you – I don’t know… honestly it used to feel like that to me. I get it. I remember.

It is a deep shift to see how we live forever and how we have always been and how we will always be and how Love makes the difference in HOW we live and how we pass into a new life. Whew what a long sentence as I “ramble”. Some do not realize significance until that movement into the heavens. That is okay. God knows. No regrets. God remembers.

My mom and dad were strong influencers who never really got to live out their potential on this planet. Maybe that is one of the reasons my sisters and I have wanted to live all in and passionately moving forward into more of Him. We know they still live. We know Life is real. We realize they still live in another place. I have had to shift to see it and to realize it and to remember.

May you embrace the shift available to us all…. may I continue to face what I fearfully hold … may we receive this Love that holds us all and may we ultimately believe the Greatest Story ever Told.
Until soon and much love as you and I remember …
d

Quarantined in Confusion

Years ago, I was quarantined with a mysterious fever and deep cough. My husband took me to Urgent Care where it was clear I was not in my right mind. Delirious it seemed. What caused it?

What happened?

Quickly, the medical staff assessed my situation and gave me a breathing treatment.

A long one.

At first, I thought what is the purpose of this? I can breathe fine. Then, it was clear I wasn’t breathing fine. Pure oxygen was needed to bring me back into my right mind.

My right mind.

My right mind.

What is that exactly?

What is my right mind?

When I left the Urgent Care facility, I was not feeling better physically, but my thoughts were clearer. My right mind was found through pure oxygen.

The oxygen had moved through my body supplying much needed nutrients to my cells so my body could fight the bacteria or virus.

And this was my thought process. Quarantined in Confusion?

My right mind is when I am in UNION with CHRIST for His purposes alone. Breathing pure oxygen was the answer. Breathing Him in and breathing only Him out so HE is all that is within me.

I find this union when I lay aside all that lays on me to distract, to detour, to destroy me. Quarantined in Christ?

The problem was a slow infection unaddressed became clothes of distraction that fit really well. Clearly I had taken a road to detour with a quarantine in confusion.

So, there I was under a heavy blanket of yuck searching Him out for answers and solutions as to why I got there and how to avoid it in the future.

When you are in the yuck zone you sleep, drink water and sleep some more.

And, HE brought it all back to HIMSELF and pure oxygen.

It must be pure..to clean, to clarify, to align.

What if the calling is so clear, so concise, so obvious and so narrow that you just cannot see it? Quarantine needs a purpose.

Those were my thoughts as I peeled off another layer of distraction, detour and destruction in hopes to avoid a future delirium. This quarantine was some years back.

But is this day so different? Covid crazy chaos causing conflict and incoherency. The mixture of faith and fret furthering our confused quarantine?

Have you been distracted from pure oxygen? When is the last time you had a pure thought?

Have you been derailed into depression designed to destroy? Oh I have and it’s been a definite detour that has required strategy. Quarantine in Christ.

I’m coming out slowly but surely with Gods help, the prayers of friends and a wake up call to a new courage.

Have you been quarantined into Christ or quarantined in confusion?

Are you coming out?

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Grief is not good

Good Grief Charlie Brown! Tonight, we watched an oldie and what I used to think was a goodie – Race for your Life with Charlie Brown. I never noticed how entirely critical and mean those kids were to Charlie Brown. Peppermint Patty yelled at him numerous times. Lucy called him names. Sally complained every moment of the movie. There was another group of kids who created havoc for all of them. In addition, these kids were on an overnight camping trip with water falls, dangerous caves, and the like. Granted we rarely see adults in these shows but this time it felt ridiculous. Craig pointed this out to me multiple times. It literally was a frequency my body rejected. Grief is not good Charlie Brown..

It hurt my heart the more I watched it. Bullying, complaining, gossiping, unkind words, mean spirited kids and it was literally from the beginning to the very end. It reminded me of how I grew up. The time was 1977 and I grew up with that kind of culture. It was like the norm and it seemed acceptable. But, grief is NOT good.

Grieving yourself or others with unkind words, complaints, thoughts and innuendos that make it impossible to believe in yourself is not good. I was 14 years old and I was not treated nicely at school or otherwise. All it did was produce rejection, low self esteem and a fear of love. This picture is of my sister Sandy and me. We were from a very dysfunctional family who did not show love toward one another. We do now but we did not then and the influence of shows like this one is evident in how we treated one another.

Maybe it does matter what we watch with our eyes just like it matters what food we put into our mouth and it matters what we listen to with our ears.

Usually, I love the Charlie Brown movies because they are clean and have a good premise and you laugh. But, I did not laugh much this time. I’m a different person than I was in 1977 and I do not want to return to the person who felt it was okay to be ruthless and retaliatory. I want to allow the influence of Love to have its way and do its work in my heart and in my body. Grief is not good.

I pray today you will take notice of your words and thoughts toward yourself and others. Love is the way. Grief is not good. Love, d

Struggle for Strategy.

Exchange STRUGGLE for STRATEGY.
I have been in a struggle for years. Sometimes it was strife filled but no longer. Now, it’s life fillled. Listening. Daily. Struggle for strategy.
This is the key.
So, what’s your struggle? Mine has been health? Maybe yours is something else?
Family.
Responsibilities.
Parenting.
Adulting.
Gambling.
Porn.
Workaholic.
Alcoholic.
Crises after crises.
Under planning.
Over planning.
No planning.
No miney.
Too much money.
Stress.
Strife.
Competition.
Stubbornness.
You name it.

WE have to see how to maneuver through these days and exchange our struggle for strategy.

I’m getting new thoughts. New ideas. New ways. New processes.
A fresh start to hear and see.
I’m exchanging my struggle for strategy…

You can receive a strategy to depart from that thought into a new thought,
It’s not too late… It feels too late in some areas but it makes me press in more to hear and understand…so don’t give up…
Love-d

Don’t Be Afraid

If you are living, you will make mistakes in this Life journey – don’t be afraid.

The choice each day to live courageously or cowardly is right before us. Sometimes it seems darker than it is. I’m learning how to recognize the hesitation attached to fear versus the caution attached to wisdom. If you feel you might be in the fear driven, compromised zone then ask for wisdom. Don’t be afraid.

Asking for wisdom is a sure fire way to grow and mature and find courage. You’ll discover solutions to problems and strength to rise. I have a simple practical example for you. I had dental surgery in early March and my mouth took two additional weeks to heal. Four long weeks felt so slow and caused concern. My organs had been fighting infection from the tooth issue and compromised my immune system even more. It was physically challenging and my health was dim.

Now we are in May and my mouth is still awkward and sore. I noticed I was moving into fear. Whoah. Stop. I paused. I asked for wisdom. I asked for direction. Don’t be afraid was whispering into my ear and attempting to redirect my thoughts.

Then I saw it. I’m grinding that area of my mouth at night. I realize that’s why I’m sore. It’s my answer. It’s simple. It’s not anything bigger to worry over. The wisdom was seeing Truth instead of assuming the worst. The Truth is that I’m ok. Don’t be afraid.

If fear is needling you at night then switch gears instead. Ask for wisdom. God is gracious to extend it. Ask with confidence and wait with assurance. Answers will come. They may not come overnight but surely your footsteps will be directed. Don’t be afraid.

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Forgiveness

Forgiveness is a real experience. I know someone whom I unintentionally betrayed. When I saw it and received that Truth from God, I was able to eventually sort through the issues of the why and the what and then – well – then I talked with the man and the woman. Do you know what they said? Well, that explains why “such and which” won’t return my call. Then, they both without hesitation and with full honesty said, “I forgive you” and they actually meant it.

How do I know they meant it? They did not treat me any differently after I exposed myself and shared with them what happened. They literally hugged me, supported me, loved me, encouraged me and laughed as if – it never once impacted them – although it truly did in ways I probably still do not understand. They talked about flesh and how we all are learning and we all are changing and that I needed to move forward and not be tormented by it. This was several years ago and they still treat me the same. I’m still welcomed in their home and they still refer others to me and they still hug me and text me and acknowledge my presence in their lives. Forgiveness.

They had already forgiven before they were confronted with a need to forgive me or anyone else. They lived and live from a deep place.

They are mature. In that place of maturity, I experienced a deep healing inside me when they not only forgave in that moment of my confession but they continued to value me in the days and years that followed. They maintained relationship with me as if that incident had never happened. Forgiveness.

They are kingdom like no one I have ever known. They paved the way with an honesty from the cross nobody (but one man who has already passed) had ever demonstrated to me. I see them do this consistently with others as well. I was not their first rodeo nor will I be their final one.

This I know – as long as you have relationships with others you will experience being thrown under a bus, humiliated, not appreciated, not paid back, not thanked, not loved, not apologized to and not understood. Also, as long as you have relationships you will experience being loved, watched over, thanked, appreciated, valued, loved and forgiven.

As long as the kingdom is always sought first and as long as that kingdom is not about “me, myself and I” then this Christ Whom we believe and trust and desire to know will have His way and be glorified through you and me. Forgiveness is the King’s domain. It is a place where we are supposed to have dominion and we can only have that kind of dominion through experiencing and exercising His life here with ourselves and others.

I’m still so thankful for their example of living as Christ on the planet and not just “talking” about living as Christ on the planet. Forgiveness is an action Jesus took and it is one we too can take. Reconciliation and humility and transparency and love is found in relationship and it can be for the long haul for those who choose that road of Life.

Can you imagine treating someone as if they had never hurt you? Never betrayed you? Never talked poorly about you? Never abused you? Forgiveness.

For you who are formulating why you think this is not every case – I’m not saying go back to that man who beat the hell out of you. I’m not saying trust that woman who threw you out of that vehicle. I am not saying it is okay that man or woman committed or are committing adultery.

But, I am saying if we cannot acknowledge where we wrong or misunderstand others – if we cannot love that person as they never harmed us – then it is highly probable we have not forgiven them as Christ has already forgiven us. It is a strong indicator of a heart that is not loving fully or being loved fully in an area of life. These are the lessons in life I consider and chew on and work out with Him. HE is so faithful to let us be honest instead of pretending and HE is so faithful to confront us with honesty too. Pondering from the deep..
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Until soon with forgiveness – d.