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These past two weeks have been busy. King and I left PA to head out to Hagerstown, Maryland on May 29th. We drove through heavy storms for most of the three-hour ride. The thunder was booming, and the lighting was flashing. At times I was unable to see what was ahead of me or driving along our side. I thought about pulling over, but without visibility, I just kept moving ahead. Occasionally, I caught a glimpse of a vehicle alongside me or a truck in front of me. I didn’t lose my navigation signal, and I knew I was on the PA turnpike. So, I offered the steering wheel over to God and Arch Angel Michael and did my best to relax into the drive and the storm. Yet, several times, I found myself sitting on the front edge of my seat with a tight grip on the steering wheel. Each time I had to say, “I trust you have this one and will keep King and I safe.”

King does not like lighting and thunder. To my surprise, he was calm and sitting straight up in the back seat. He watched from side to side without a whine or whimper. Back home during storms, he will get anxious and scratches at the floor. Often, I put him on his lead, and he travels around the house with me as I do my work, and this keeps him calm. If I am gone for the day when we have bad weather, I leave him in the big kitchen so he cannot scratch the hardwood or rugs in other rooms. His anxiety with thunder has been building over the last few years. At night he finds refuge in the master closet curled up in a ball in a dark room without windows in the center of the house. I have not been able to find him a thunder shirt that fits. The shirts sold in stores are always too small. Even the shirts they call X-large were made for a much smaller dog.

So here we are in a reverse roll. King is sitting straight up calmly watching the aggressive storm around us as the public radio station repeatedly blasted the storm and tornado warnings. When we travel, King is in a harness called a load harness. This is the only seat belt I have ever found that adjust easily for the big dog. He can still move around in the back seat while he is very secure. As I looked back at King, I can see he is sitting tall. I can image Arch Angel Michael is next to him with his arm around his shoulders. I smiled when I heard myself say, “Thank you both.” The peace and safety of that moment filled me the remaining trip.

As you may have already guessed, King is important to me. He is a great companion, non-judgmental and an easy-going friend. The funny thing is, while I cook for King and take care of his every need I see him as spiritually teaching me how to totally surrender. King trust his every need will be met, and if it does not go exactly as he wants, he waits it out knowing, he will not be forgotten. What a lesson for me to learn.
While I trust in God, I also know I sometimes do some knee jerk things to force things to work out. Unfortunately, I can not remember a time when that worked for the long term. Even when there is a short-term gain, in time, it often implodes and feels worse than the original circumstance.

So here I sit again, in a situation I thought I would never return to. I look back and must admit to myself there were some knee jerk reactions, and I tried to squeeze myself into a new place to avoid the old. I wonder how this happened when I pray and meditate. Yet I know, it does not matter how it happened, the lesson is, I must relax into it and allow the Divine to work through me for the resolution. Sometimes doing nothing is far better than a knee jerk. Other times trusting one step at a time, with turning inward for direction, is the best despite the feeling of pending doom.

Lessons learned from King are invaluable. One time, when we were visiting my mother’s retirement community, King and I were in the main lobby. He was laying on the ground at my feet with people standing around him when a man in a motorized cart came down the hallway and caught a glimpse of King. Moving quickly, he verged to his left towards the crowd and King. As he approached, everyone stepped back, and the motor cart came straight at King’s head. I felt frozen for that moment and then looked at King and he was not phased as he watched the cart. Just as the man reached him, he turned his cart within a half inch of King’s head and body. He flew by and clumsily dropped his arm and hand to run along King’s head and down his back, before steering his cart back to the other side of the hall. My quick nursing assessment told me the man had a brain injury, maybe a stroke that cause a left hemiplegia. The way his left arm dropped and ran across King I suspected he had weakness and little ability to control his arm’s function. Yet his driving with his right arm was on target. King remained calm as my racing heart needed a few minutes to slow down.

As I sit here today, finishing this blog post, now 11 days in the making, I long to have the wisdom that King often possess. I sometimes, think of him as a spiritual guru that has the knowledge that I strive to gain. Not only is he wise beyond a dog’s life, but King also has the most soulful eyes I have ever looked into. When I see those eyes looking at me, I feel my own soul stir in recognition, he is more than a canine companion.

Perhaps, in a future post, I will share the story of how King and I met. To me, it still feels magical and full of Divine intervention. In the sequel to. The Extricated Soul, I have already started to write King into the story. It will be fun to watch how his beautiful soul works alongside China and Eleazar.

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Many religions teach that we are made with a soul that has been given to us by God. That soul is the part of us that has been made in God’s image. Spiritually that means to me, I am a Soul/Spirit having a human incarnation. My soul has always been, will exist for infinity and can never be destroyed. It is the part of me/us that has eternal life. My body will decay and turn to dust once my soul extricates this mortal vessel.

We read in the literature, the weight of the body decreases by one ounce or less after death. I have been at the bedside of many people at their death, repeatedly I felt the warmth of the soul when it leaves the body. Sometimes that energy stays in the room as it comforts the people it so dearly loved. Then I feel that warmth leave, and the temperature in the room goes from warm and comforting to cool and vacant. Each time this happens I have felt an overwhelming blessing to be there to aid in the transition.
In the book, The Extricated Soul, I refer to souls as dark souls and white souls. The white soul is recognized by the ego and consciousness of the human it dwells within, as the higher self, the soul or spirit. The ego aligns itself with the soul.

While many people may not consider themselves spiritual or even believe in God, they may sense there is something bigger than themselves. They live to a moral code and listen to that higher self that guides them. In other humans, there is a strong spiritual sense of living their life from a place of love, compassion, joy, forgiveness and truth to name a few of the divine qualities. The white soul is a “wise old soul”, we often refer to people who show compassion and forgiveness as a “wise old soul.” They are the white souls, like China, Eleazar, and the other white souls who experience extrication. They are the ones who travel to the Spiritual Centers around the world to aid in the healing of our divisive culture. They are willing to leave all behind for a calling to serve humanity and the divine creator. They exist in every religion, nationality, and color.

The dark soul is the person who has turned away from it’s “higher self, soul, spirit or energy” it is up to you to name that part of you based on your beliefs. In the book, the dark soul is not a color of the soul, it is the soul living in the darkness of the ego, or in the shadow of the ego. Living in fear and in beliefs of victimhood, power mongering, and hate. It may start for some, as a small thing that happens in their life that moves them into a fear state. And the shadow begins to block the light of the divine soul within. Our soul is not a power monger; it will gently call us back. Yet, the ego starts a new belief, “I must never let anyone ever hurt me again.“ So the fear antenna goes up, and one begins to see situations from a place of fear. When this happens, a person will read into other’s intentions and will stop showing compassion and forgiveness. It may not take long before they are lost in the world of paradigms, power mongering, and fear. Once this happens, the light of the soul is cut off from the human it serves. The Ego’s rhetoric blocks the gentle calls of the soul. The Ego’s attention is now locked into the divisive beliefs that govern the human’s life.

In the book, The Extricated Soul, I take liberty with this belief to build the story of white souls healing dark souls. By the end of the third re-incarnation in a row, if the soul does not expand, it is living entirely in the darkness of the ego. On the fourth or fifth lifetime without expansion, it is much harder to save the soul.

While I am a spiritual person, I recognize many people who are not yet ready to awaken to the truth of who we are, may be more prepared to accept a story of fiction and fantasy to see a new paradigm. Presently, I am seeing an uptick of books, tv series, and movies about witches, psychics and God. I love, “God Friended Me,” a new series that demonstrates the connectedness of our lives and we are called to help others. While the message is very positive, it attracts those of us who already believe in that message. It leaves us feeling good. Can a feelgood story hold the attention of those that think everything is a fight; there is a duality of good and evil, and for them to be right others must be wrong? As we see, in our culture and in countries around the world, there is a rise in this type of thinking that focuses on others religion, cultural background, nationality, and sexual orientation as the problem. They are looking for the fight. It is this population that is less likely to pick up a spiritual book that teaches love and acceptance.
There are many great books, authors, bloggers and spiritual teachers out there. I chose a different path. In The Extricated Soul, I let the characters teach the principles through their life direction, watching the way they live to unfold based on their thoughts and beliefs. The white souls who extricate must heal those in darkness without taking their free will away. This means all free will is protected, including the free will to hurt other human beings. I once thought, “how could God allow that to happen?” That will be another post on another day.

In today’s society, it is rare to find someone who does not know of another who uses their free will to hurt themselves or others. Our political culture is showing us many people who use their free will to hate others based on their color, religion or sexual preference. And others may use their free will to sexually, physically and emotionally abuse others. Many of these acts fall under the criminal and mental health label in our society today. They are not seen as a spiritual illness but as an illness of the mind/personality. Even the most talented mental health professionals have limited ability to cure many mental health issues with a pill, or therapy. If we start to shift our paradigm, we may find a place for spiritual healings to occur. Can a murderer find compassion for his/her victims and their loved ones? Can a victim have forgiveness for the one/s that hurt them? I believe they can, but it does not come in a pill or a prison cell. It comes from the soul that dwells within. When the ego blocks the light of the soul, we see crime, murder, abuse and hate rise. When the soul is free to express, it’s light will shine through the life of the human it dwells. Does the soul serve the human or do we serve the soul?

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5.23.19photoprompt

Through the Shadow a Soul walks,
in darkness that leads us
to a doorway of light.
A path unfolding underfoot,
from tumultuous to flattened stone.
The darkness brings hope,
dim slivers of light excite the Soul leaving the dark night.
The ego celebrates as the path comes into view.
Now, just one more step or two.
Fear is transmuted from darkness to light,
fear of the good things that are all right.
Am I worthy?
Am I an imposter or a fool?
Is this path intended for me?
Or is it someone else’s you see?
The egotic mind in such a twist must re-align.
In the long night,
there is hope for a new life.
In the light, one must live the life they dreamed.
In the light, one must embrace the grace and dignity,
which God grants for our Soul to breath.
The ego once twisted now re-aligned
Is ready to step over the line
And claim its Soul’s divine right.
Each step into the light
is momentum for more
To enter the journey of God’s love adorned.

 

Written for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt 5.23.2019

https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/3193846/posts/2286814186

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Forbidden Fruit

I revived this blog to help me restore my creative flow. When I write poems, there is something soothing happening within me. When I write stories, I feel my mind and energy grow. In the years the blog was dormant I was writing stories, short, long, sad, mysteries, and inspiring. These stories have not been shared. Someday I may share some of them or part of them here. I experimented with a few poems that were intended to tell a story. One thing I felt sure of during this dormant time was the poems I wrote, were in some way the groundwork for my future novel. I was not sure how it would play out, but I had the acknowledgement within.

One such poem I wrote in response to an online poetry class, was called Forbidden Fruit. The assignment was to write about a myth, tale, or fable that has been passed down for generations. It came to me instantly the story was Adam and Eve. It was a story I found confusing as a child. I told sister in first grade, the snake could not be evil because God made it, and it had a soul. She told me I was wrong and off to the corner I went.

While the religious explanation about the snake never sat well with me. I now had an opportunity to make sense of the snake’s, role based on my growing spiritual beliefs. The Universe, God, Spirit was with me on the path as I wrote this poem. I did not realize then, it had a place in my first novel and the theme of the poem was the thread that moves The Extricated Soul, forward.

When I started my novel, it was after many weeks of prayer and meditation for the story to flow. Most interesting around that same time, I was actively doing Reiki for many challenging situations. These were sessions for the dying, very sick, and others emotionally self-imploding. I was meeting people who needed spiritual guidance from their soul, so I delivered the messages. And there were others whose deceased loved ones required me to deliver messages. Occasionally, I found my car ride in solitude, interrupted by an energy telling me who they wanted me to speak with. I was deeply touched and grateful for this service. My prayer and meditation life grew as I felt more and more of my alignment and openness to be a channel.

During this time, my connection with Arch Angel Michael became very important to me. Our communications were daily and quickly flowed. One day before meditation, I said to Arch Angel Michael “tell me what I should write”. And as I was finishing the meditation, the thoughts arose in my mind, ‘write what you know, the Reiki you do, the love you have’. And the story was started.

Back to the Poem, I called it “Forbidden Fruit”. A story of Adam and Eve and how they used their free will. I see the snake in this story as a conduit for God, a manifestation of God through the reptile. It is not evil; it is not tempting Adam and Eve to turn from God. This poem is the prologue for the novel and is the foreshadowing of how the story unfolds, and the characters develop.

adam and eve

Picture found online in 2014,
site information not known at this time.

Forbidden Fruit
Succulent fruit hanging on the vine.
Humans and animals living in
harmony with the Divine.
Beauty of the creating Lord
flourishes in blooms and grasses
across the garden floor.

Adam and Eve strolling among the leaves,
living a life of grace and easy.
Man and women created to celebrate
the harmony and joy of this garden so great,
can pet the lions and play with the hounds,
and live in a world without barriers or bounds.
A garden of love for animals, insects, plants and trees.
A love of one another and the Energy Source.

Through the choice and thought’s, they made,
the Universe gave them the ability to co-create.
Universal Law a gift from God,
says it is your thoughts that create the life
and feelings you procreate.

In contemplation of wanting more
Adam and Eve ventured to the forbidden tree
protected by a serpent of truth.
Eve asked, “What is it you protect in this tree?”

Slithering in silence the snake left his perch,
to look the couple in the eye,
to see what questions
the souls were hiding inside.
As he looked, he saw the souls trying to re-align.

“One choice can send your world in a spin,”
is what this serpent said to them.

“It is our right to know…what it is this tree does grow?”
Responded Eve.

The serpent moved closer to see what Adam didn’t show,
“Why are you so silent and not asking to know?”
Asked the snake then hissed and moved away slow.

“It is my partner’s plight to see the truth in a different light,
and there is no one else for me to love so joyously.”

“Ahhh,” said the serpent,
“A couple so free, in a garden of bliss,
so eager to separate
from the Divine that created all of this.
Yes, it is your choice to taste the fruit.
And, I will tell you it is your choice that
grows the Garden of Eden
or creates a world of fears and hate.
Use your thoughts wisely…
For they will quickly procreate.”
The serpent slide from the tree
to reveal the lush fruit.

In last words he said,
“You have received the message from your Creator,
Who has given you this freedom to choose.
And always, God will sit and wait for you,
Receiving you back regardless of what you think and do.
In re-alignment you will find the Garden of Eden is still divine.”

Further, from the tree he slid,
and one last time looked back to see
the forms of Adam and Eve lose their radiant light
as they bite the fruit from the forbidden tree.
It did not take long for the ego to take hold
and the life of contrast ignite
into a world of illusions and fright.

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In Three They Come

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They say in threes they come and go.
Three newborns in your circle of family and friends.
Three deaths in a row.

Good books come in a trilogy,
and who can eat just two cookies?
Some people have three marriages
before they find the right one.

Three witches, you say they stand
a reminder of a dark time and land.
Made of sticks and branches,
never falling from the place, they band.

A witch so wicked
A witch so kind
A witch we all are,
with great gifts from the Divine.

Are spells and potions of that God made,
something to fear and hate?
When one falls to the ego’s fight and cuts off the Divine light,
others pay the price.

No different today in our culture of religions and political array,
we see this fear sweeping masses astray.
People once kind now lacking compassion and clarity of mind.

In the Egotic twist, we find,
many chose to cut off the Divine.
It is of free will we build our hate and fear
It is of free will we follow behind.

*Egotic – is not a word found in the English dictionary. I use it here and in other writings to represent the negative twist the ego takes when it turns from divine grace. The ego itself is not a negative energy nor a negative part of our mortal self until the ego’s beliefs block Gods light.

Thursday photo prompt: Wicker #writephoto

      Thank you Sue Vincent for another great Photo Prompt at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

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King calling for service as we arrived at day boarding,  he likes his spa days, pampering, treats, and time away from our hotel room.

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“Tell me about you, who are you?” This is a common question many people ask in interviews, on dates, or just getting to know someone. I often start with “I’m spiritual, a nurse, love dogs, divorced, gardener, like to cook, read, write, and ride motorcycles.” Sometimes I go on with other information, other times I give less like I don’t know who I am. Sometimes it feels dull and empty as I recite the list of things without any attachment to them. In our Society, we place a lot of emphasis on the “Labels” we attach to ourselves. The labels define us. Because of labels, others look up to us or down at us. We see the evidence of this playing out in our present day politics and in some religions.
Labels define every aspect of our life, our religion, race, nationality, politics, health, jobs, and sexual preferences. We even label ourselves as our activities. “I am a gardener, cook, writer and motorcyclist.”

We label our pets. Dogs are labeled by their breed, stereotyped temperament for some and the inherent disposition of others. They can be pedigree, mutts, work dogs, a rescued dog, and designer dogs, etc. My King is a rescue, black lab & Great Dane mix. I became attached to saying this over the five years we have been together. I proudly recite, he is a black lab Great Dane mix. Two well-liked dog breeds. And everybody says, that is why he is so big, or why he is so sweet with such a lay-back personality. He is labeled this on his dog licenses in two counties, on his adoption papers, passed on to his medical records, and I have told everyone, even you. What happens if this is not true? Well, I tested that paradigm recently when I did a DNA test for Kings genetic makeup. I was working in Tennessee when the results dinged my inbox at 12:15 am. I was just getting into bed when I heard the email, so I looked to see what arrived, and there it sat. In the subject line, “King’s results are in.” My heartbeat quickened as I thought, do I open it now or wait until later? Yes, I opened it then. As I read it, I felt a little puzzled and odd feeling this can’t be right; maybe they mixed up the test kits. I slept well that night, snuggled up to King.

In the morning, I reread the results to see if what I remember was true. And yes, I was not dreaming; he was still the same mix of breeds as I read the night before. My black lab, great Dane mix had zero black lab and no great Dane in him. In that brief second, the paradigm I build around him had to shift. My King is a German Sheppard, Mastiff, Rottweiler and Terrier mix. The possibility of being Sheppard always sat in the back of my mind, but the others surprised me. He is a mutt. A mutt, I love and adore, and that will never change. He still looks at me with those ‘all knowing’ soulful eyes and with unconditional love that radiates in his heart and energy field.

So many times, we fall in love with the labels that others wear, and we grow attached to the ones we proudly wear. What happens when that paradigm shifts or shatters? What happens when we find out someone we love or admire is not the person we wanted them to be, or we thought they were. They didn’t live up to the labels we attach to them, or they attached to themselves? What happens when our dream job ends or our loved one leaves? It can be life-shattering, end in divorce, loss of identity, depression, anger, or worse for some, it may end in suicide.

If we see our self as created in God’s image, then we see the true self. The Spirit, the Soul, the energy of unconditional love, infinite intelligence, joy, compassion, beauty, peace, harmony, prosperity and all the divine qualities of God. Yet, we lose sight of this as we incarnate into the mortal body, and we take on the identity of labels and enter the dimension of paradigms. It is our journey to find our way back to the truth of who we are. Our Soul’s development will help push us to break down the paradigms and leave the labels behind. Some people will live this life weighted down by their ego’s belief and locked into a paradigm of Labels. It is in this state that they find others less then themselves and feel their own views and life has more value. This sets up the divisiveness we see around the world. This is the breeding ground of hate, oppression, and the devaluing of human life.

To break the paradigm of separation and hate, we need to shift to a belief of mutual respect and honor the Soul/Spirit that lives within each person. Don’t look at the mortal coat they wear or the labels they carry, allow yourself to feel the presence of God within them. Allow yourself to feel and live the presence of God within you. This gives power to others to live and feel the presence of God within. When we live with that presence, there is no space or thought to suppress, hurt or hate.

Living and feeling the presence of God is the common thread in the book, The Extricated Soul. China Hope, the cool RN who does Reiki continues in her mortal journey allowing her Soul to expand with the truth of who she really is. A spirit in manifestation always connected to the Divine presence that creates all is all and is never void in anything.
Join China in her journey through mortal life and her expansion as a Divine Soul.

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Rooted In One Place

photoprompt 5.9.2019

Rooted in one place,
is a hopeless thought that lives with disgrace.

Rooted in one place,
a tree with a canape that breeds the moss and mold,
as it blocks the light from the dark and cold.

Rooted in one place,
is a pain that echoes through the night,
holding tight the blight of judgement and the blinders of sight.

Rooted in one place,
a tree with a system of nourishment and care
that penetrates the ground
and breaks through the dark and cold air.

Rooted in one place,
the roots grow in love and grace
though a thick and ominous place.

Rooted in one place,
the endless Spirit of life
spirals far from this earth-bound place,
into the dimension of mortal fate.

Rooted in one place,
the continuous flow of immortal life.
expands the earthly dimensions
into the spiritual land.

Rooted in life
is the expansive flow
without restrictions for all souls to grow.

Written for Photo Prompt

https://scvincent.com/2019/05/09/thursday-photo-prompt-rooted-writephoto/

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