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.
Have you ever NOT wanted to open your door, check your mail or go outside when the sun’s up?
Maybe your personal insides just want to stay in the dark and relish the pain you feel?
HEY! That’s not good for you and I’m here to take you from choosing dark to life.
Now, you know that even if it is a gray gloomy day outside that there is a sun shining up in that sky right?
It is time to take authority over your own atmosphere my friend.
Imagine if you will a full on sun that is shining inside through your walls and into your hall and piercing into your roof. Embrace it. Let it pierce into your soul.
Decide now, the Sun’s up and you can be up too.
Don’t give up my friend.
Don’t turn to the left or right looking for it all to end.
Instead, let the warmth of the sun call you into life.
Let the reality of your darkness bring forth the light.
The Sun’s up – grab hold – take a deep breath.
Breathe in and out and then do it again.
I love you – maybe you forgot and think you are alone.
But it is a lie – hear my kind tone.
You are important.
You are alive on purpose.
Be Braver my friend – the Sun’s up and you can be too..
I’m not you. You are not me. We are different on purpose. There is a Process. The way we live, move and have our being will look different. We are not made from a cookie cutter. How we hear and how we see and how we approach life and we live it will be different.
The process of relationship with Him, self and one another. I’m pondering our differences as a human race as I think about how He lives among us too. Setting my mind on things that are above and not on things that are on earth is a process for me personally. Learning to listen. Inclining my ear to hear His thoughts and ideas about Himself, others, myself and life. Different.
It’s been a lifelong process of relationship – leaning His way and then stopping to find Him leaning my way. I’m thankful for every moment He has granted me the honor of living, loving, being loved. It’s a journey into Him and into His continual mercy, forgiveness & grace. The journey includes the mistakes not just the successes. I love the way Paul talked about counting it all as loss just to know Him. He knew the journey. We are in union with the One Who does not condemn our wrong turns. Instead He draws us further into His definition of Love. He also doesn’t put so much emphasis on our right turns either because it’s not about the right or wrong when it is about relationship. Prices Different.
Righteous is different many times than right. Deep inside my bones, it seems our emphasis is misguided. Love is the focus but what does that look like? I read a lot about Love. Yet, how we experience Love is a different matter. Experiencing the embrace He offers takes courage because His Love is unconditional and has no secret strings attached; it has no hidden agenda. HE already knows. Everything. Nothing is hidden from Him. Listening to Him. Listening to one another. Listening to what is said as well as what is not said. I remember listening to what my sister Mary Ann did not say. It held weight. It held depth. Loving to love. Being Loved. It’s an exchanged life. Just being. Loving. Being loved. Letting Him steer you personally as His hands, His feet and His heart in service in our private world as well as on the earth. Different.
Every person offers something different from Him and through Him while representing Him. I’m soooo thankful to Him for how He thinks outside the box to live as Love through us in our time here on the earth. What an interesting life. Sometimes I’m standing at a crossing wondering how to proceed. It’s a journey with Him. Sometimes I’m standing with a friend at their crossing while they wonder how to proceed. It’s not just you and not just me. It’s also with one another. It’s a journey into Him. It’s also a journey into one another. Process different.
Being Loved by Him and Loving one another. I’m in awe of His miraculous kindness. To let us learn how to be while He leads us into becoming. Be patient with yourself. Be patient with Him. Be patient with others. Loving as well as being Loved is a process. Learning how to love and learning how to be loved is a process. It takes time. That’s ok. Working through the process IS part of the journey. The revelation of His complete unconditional love for us IS part of the journey. The revelation of His complete unconditional Love for one another through us is also part of the journey. Private. Public. Different.
It’s living in Him, with Him, through Him and as Him…what a journey. What a process as we are different.Love-d
Sometimes that is all we lack. We want to step into something different or new. We want to be “that girl” or “that woman” or “that success story” yet it feels fleeting. Why? Confidence wins and many times we feel like our lack weighs more than or strengths. Insecurities run us off the road and we wonder what truck hit us. What are we thinking? This I know – when someone or something or some circumstance is so glaringly pounding me into the ground and I feel insecure or feel as if I have no right to feeling like I’m safe – I can now stop and reevaluate. in this recalibration time, I figured it out.
When my insecurity buttons are being pushed – more than likely and almost consistently it is because that person I’m dealing with is being pushed around by their OWN INSECURITY buttons. Oh yes… this is my key and your key dear one. Confidence won.
First – the Confidence that the power of the universe – that One – Who created you and lives inside you is confident and already won our insecurity battle. That alone is gold. Second – when you can step into THAT GOLD confidence and that strong alignment of already winning – you can be the one who says YOUR Confidence won.
Is it a one stop shop and its all good and you can rock on? Not normally but this I know. The journey to finding your confidence is worth it. If you make it an adventure and not a destination – if you make it a trip of winning along the way instead of who wins the race – then you will ENJOY even the moments when you feel lack because that place inside you where HE lives will be the space where HE reinforces the Truth – His confidence won and yours does too.
Until soon and much love – d
Hope is used some many times in a weak or timid way. Yet, hope is a strong word. Hope is a powerful word. Hope has great meaning. It is weighty. It is meaty. You can have hope – great confidence – expectancy – you CAN have trust when you can’t seem to trust yourself.
I have lived a long time now and see those years when I was so clueless (oh, I still have a few moments” and when I felt so insecure and had nothing to look forward to. Basically, I was wrapped in a swirl of false identity and had no trust for myself. I saw decisions I made – one after another fail until I felt like a complete failure of the biggest kind. Sadly, lived this way for a long time. I ran a very long time and at the time, I don’t think I knew I was running. I ran because I did not feel like I could trust myself.
Now, I get it – though I could not trust me – I could still trust God. Always, Hope says I trust God.
And now, I also get this other strong and deeper truth. Inside me was this God who I did not know lived within. I had no idea He loved me so much that He chose to live inside of my deepest failures, strongest anger or stormy nights.
I see now that I may not can always trust me – Hope says I trust God.
Hope says I’m Patient.
Your confidence – your expectation – can be raised. You do not have to live short of courage or strength. You can be steady. You can be tolerant of your own shortcomings. You can love yourself. You can learn how to be patient with the person who should be your closest friend – yourself. You can lean into joy and into peace. No more do you HAVE to be unkind to you and impatient with yourself. Listen, loving you and being patient with you is critical to your true and real life … the real you deep inside. Maybe you exercise self control with everyone but you – maybe you keep it together and are nice to your environment but when you look yourself in the mirror you lose all consciousness of kindness. WHOAH. Stop friend. True hope says I’m patient.
You get to be patient and kind and loving to you too. Say it with me, “I’m patient.”
If you practice this kindness and this response long enough and repeat this action of warmth and love long enough with you – it will become who you are and not just an action to take.
It is almost funny really when you think about the actual word impatience. IT says, I’m Patients.
A patient is usually someone in a hospital being cared for by others because of a physical or mental issue isn’t it?
So, you be your own patient. LOVE YOU. Care for you! This love and care will spread to those around you.
Practice these words, “I’m Patient.”
Hope says I will pass through.
Even so, most the time, it feels like a standing still and a sinking down and a gonna drown kind of season. Drudgery and Dreadful thoughts meet me when I think I will pass through. I have to stop and give myself a moment to consider and reconsider and recalibrate the infinite possibilities of stepping out from that place of defeat.
I will pass through.
I say it again – I will pass through.
Hope says I will pass through this valley and then move up the mountain. YES! This is the true voice of expectation and strength and confidence. I have to see myself painted with confidence to maintain the image that will help me stay in peace. I will pass through.
Listen, I know you may be watching others give up. But you can’t give up.
I know you may be watching strugglers straggle. But, you can’t straggle.
You get to make a new decision in the midst of others deciding. You do not have to lean into the voices in their heads.
No, you keep yourself in trust and confidence.
With confidence, say it with me – I will pass through.
At the risk of making you the reader mad – Let me be the minority voice and have my own little ruckus because I’m an unknown woman who grew up on the wrong side of the track whose daddy owned a worm ranch and you know how fun that was to be known as the family with the worms whose nickname was Sewage… You and I both walk this same earth. Yes, I am white so go ahead and presuppose now before you read onward cause I’m sure it’s gonna make somebody mad…cause you know…that seems to be the preferred emotion this day…you know…to get angry instead of a change of mind or actually have a conversation face to face versus on facebook or this device where we do not see the pain in each others eyes and we stay clear of any kind of true compassion for the life we have lived or are now living.
WHY does the sickening hate in American continue to be about racism and not identifying the true issue?
Historically, it seems here in America, we stop and cling to the word racism every time there is any kind of violence against a non-white and then the nation riots (not the first time) and then we have an outcry against racism. If a stand against racism were the answer would it have been resolved by now? The issue is identity in all colors and not just white. We live on this same earth.
Violence was not how Martin Luther King handled his life – that man is a man who crosses all denominational and all economical and all color boundaries. He demonstrated dignity and literally changed society…He knew who He was and Whose. He paid a price for it. He was fearless.
My goodness – Why do you suppose we do not develop past our own skin color? Yes, AGAIN, I acknowledge I’m still white and now some may be protesting from non-white skin and say something like this: “You don’t know what it is like to walk in my shoes…or my mom’s or grandfathers or …….onward…. And you don’t know what it was like to walk in mine either. This country is IMMATURE IN developing respect… for just about anything really when you think about it…. We all want to shift blame to somebody else for why we have a lack of identity. I see the disrespect in the mom for her role as I see her ignore her child while on her phone every single day when she walks the kid around the corner. I see the kids next door completely ignore instructions from their parents. I almost get hit by cars thinking it is cool to race down the highway in rush-hour as they endanger all of us in their competition. I see an entire family including kids on their cell phones at dinner ignoring one another. These are all colors and all ages and all economics. Disrespect for one another is learned. Respect is learned. But lack of love is probably at the core root.
You are right – I don’t know what it was like to walk or what it IS like to walk in your shoes. I was bullied as a kid and as an adult every single day (not tarred and feathered) but continually hit and continually made fun of and was poor and paid for vacations with bottles my parents found on the side of the road so part of me has had some issues maybe some of you did not have…
I grew up under the leadership of an earthly father who felt hitting was the best way to communicate his love language. I grew up with kids who ridiculed me daily and I hated myself with a vengeance most my life… What I experienced is not the same as any-color racism –
ALTHOUGH at the time it tore me apart and almost took my life many times in my lifetime….
Racism is found in all cultures across the globe – cultural prejudice within and outside of all sorts of sects and family lines and cities and nations including inside America.
Yet all of us walk on this same earth.
And honestly, it seems to be white people who stop whatever they are doing to jump up and down to come to the defense of racism more than anyone – is it guilt? Do we want to be popular? Do we want others to think well of us? Do we want more friends? Do we really want to make a difference? Why is the cry for racism only during riots and bloodshed?
If it was really solely a race issue – do you think it could have been resolved by now?
Are you really convinced race is the issue?
COULD it be deeper than race…deeper than skin shade…?
I just wish we had a true strategy to solve this sickening emotion/hatred.
I’m thinking we as a nation – a people – all over the globe – don’t know who we are and we don’t know WHOSE we are and we don’t acknowledge we have the exact same color blood and we breathe the exact same air and we have the same organs. We won’t consider that we all came from the same Spirit and we all return to the same Spirit after we leave this same earth that we all walk on together.
Instead, we use emotions as our excuse for actions and behavior
that belittles, reinforces, dishonors, angers and rules atmospheres…separates, divides, shifts blame and takes blame.
I was thinking today that it is ironic to think the one rioting may be robbing their heavenly neighbor?? Sad to think the one prejudice against that other is having attitude with someone who holds God Already living inside them and living alongside of them and will see them in the next place of existence…until then – we all walk on this same earth.
It is not just us white people who don’t now who we are – it is every color as we walk this same earth.
Screwed Up MESS is what is happening folks.
End of my rant.
Have a great day.
Make a non violent rumble will you?
Let your voice be heard.
But let it be a voice for humanity and not just your section of humanity… because right now we are ALL focused on this one thing…in unity to stop something that we won’t stop by using all these little posts and antics of poopularity…………. 🙂
Be mad. When we are mad, we stop being kind to others AND ourselves…
because that is how the emotion of hate – separation – division – works…
hate is an inside job that shows up on the outside…
If I were not white would you still be mad for me writing this?
LOVE WILL ALWAYS BE THE ANSWER.
Love is an inside job.
Where is our Wisdom as an entire people?
NOT A PASSIVE LOVE.
NOT A COMPLACENT LOVE.
BUT a Union in Love from Love with an origin from ABOVE Who may even live inside of you (even if you have turned to hate God or Higher Power or WHATEVER/WHOMEVER You call the one who gives you breath and blood) So, are we fighting amongst our own brothers and sisters? WHEN REALLY we are all really one color…. ?? Something to think about as we walk this same earth.
Interesting to think we have the same Father … we were all birthed…
You have thoughts? I would love to hear some response from love not hate. So, if you don’t know me, you won’t hear compassion, you won’t see the tears, you won’t care about my heart that cares…