to all my beautiful people
“Praise is the beauty of a Christian. What wings are to a bird, what fruit is to the tree, what the rose is to the thorn, that is praise to a child of God.” ~ Spurgeon
“Praise is the beauty of a Christian. What wings are to a bird, what fruit is to the tree, what the rose is to the thorn, that is praise to a child of God.” ~ Spurgeon
The one thing you lack is whatever you need to let go of.
Once you have unclenched your fists from your money
there is your health and your family,
your faith, your assurance, your feeling good.
The Beloved waits for you, while you are encumbered
with whatever you’d rather have than God.
The one thing is to go beyond your fear.
Whatever you are afraid to let go of
is what stands between you and coming to God
with open arms and empty hands,
trusting that what you’ve lost you will receive
a hundredfold in this age,
and in the age to come eternal life.
Take off that bulky coat of fear.
Allow yourself to come to a place
where what you treasure is paltry
compared to what you receive.
Thread the needle.
Let go of everything, now, in this moment.
In the perfect poverty of prayer
walk away from it all to God,
poor and naked, alone and without recourse.
Utterly needy and dependent, fall helplessly
into God’s waiting arms,
where you will receive,
Beloved,
you will receive.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
If you have a talent, use it in every way possible.
Don’t hoard it.
Don’t dole it out like a miser.
Spend it lavishly like a millionaire intent on going broke.”
– Brendan Francis
Get on with your own creative life. Ideas are free. They don’t cost you a thing. You can live in the world of thought all the days of your life and never go broke.
You will also die unfulfilled, because an idea that never incarnates, that never becomes physical and grounded in this world, will eventually feel like the most painful burden you ever had to carry – one that you can never put down.
People who have had near death experiences report that there is indeed a life review that happens upon our death, and that a part of that life review is to make note of what could have been in our lives had we chose otherwise.
Falling into that category are all the creative opportunities the universe provided for us that we let fall by the wayside because our fears carried more authority within us than our faith.
Trust in the life support system that is inherent in your creative spirit. You will draw to yourself all that you need as you need it, but you must first be willing to risk it all. – Caroline Myss
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WE CAN CHOOSE HOW WE MOVE THROUGH EACH STEP IN OUR STORY!
The path we take makes all the difference!
Vulnerability is the path to intimacy and peace in every area of life.
It’s hard. It takes awareness and then making the choices – every time! Keep showing up. Don’t numb it, don’t apologize for it, don’t fight it. Just feel it all fully and allow it to be. It is what it is. And now make the choice to honor it. And to allow it to make you stronger, better, more fully yourself and more fully aware of how this connects us all together. We are one. When one suffers – we all suffer. That’s human, animal, the planet. If we want to end suffering, we must not want anyone to suffer. We must heal ourselves of these things so that we can truly heal others. Let it flow. Choose to look for and find any beauty right where you are. Choose to embrace the glory in the gray. Choose to speak words of life.
http://songsfromthevalley.com/October-09-2.19-Tears.pdf
http://www.aholyexperience.com/2012/10/best-tip-for-effective-time-management/
part of a creative collaborative women’s retreat this weekend! so blessed to be a part!!!
Through black ckouds the black sheep runs, and through black clouds the shepherd follows him. – Garry Willis
He bore our sorrows and by His grace we are healed.
Love so amazing, so divine
demands my soul,
my life,
my all.
‘Sit down. Sit down,’ I say. For no one
has shifted personal stance enough for long
to sit where I sit and dangle
ten toes in my shoes and wonder what arrows
are hidden beneath my flesh, ‘sit down. Sit down.
And do not tell me, but listen. Listen
Even when I am silent. Listen even
When I am speaking in tongues not of humans
Or of angels but of the shadowy
Devils that drug and depress me and drag
Me down to my dark and original sense.’
– Re-entry/ Thomas John Carlisle