Sunday, July 28, 2024

             Regardless of Race-Creed-Color: A Truth

   

                       The gift of LIfe is a blessing

                even though, if you’re suffering, in pain,

                      then it’s hard to “see” the Gifts.

                     We have to quit polluting the Earth 

             or a lot of us are not going to see the “Gifts”

                  what a legacy to hand down to our own.

Thursday, July 25, 2024

                       


                          When the spirit is removed from Being

                                  Then the world of Shadows and    

    

                                       Illusion reign supreme

Tuesday, July 23, 2024

               


                   There will never be a time other than this one, for all of us, even though some of us may check out before others. Such is RELATIVITY. And that is why it is important to understand that the process of Being continues through many ways, eternally. So why not learn and enjoy this pause in at-oneness. 


                       Pause and use the gifts that you possess. Learning what these gifts are and how they have been impeded is a most important part of healing the oneness in each of us.



                       Paradise Lost may be more than a literary work but to understand this concept each one of us must complete a spiral of development and comprehension of our abilities.

Saturday, July 13, 2024

             

                The Story of the Invisible force:

We are all apertures from the Spiritual to the physical.


 Walk with the Perception of Being-alive.

 

Quit talking to yourself. Talk to the Creator.

Monday, July 1, 2024

 


                    Here is an existential offering: I am in what I call my-self,          

                     every second, every minute,  every hour, 365 days a year. 

                      And so this has been true for the entire timeage I have spent here. 

                       There were times, not so good, when I was fragmented from my Beingness. 

                        But, a faint remembrance of wholeness was always present.