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My Sunday Prayer

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Years and years ago, I began a nighttime ritual of prayer.  I made up the prayer below which I say nightly.  It may not work for you, but it does for me.  I just thought I’d share it today since it was Sunday.  I find peace in my life through prayer.  I think the power of prayer is great for all who find strength in praying.

Dear God,

Please keep all of my friends, all of my relatives, the people I like, the people I dislike, the people I know and the people I don’t know, happy, safe, healthy and alive, blessed, loved, wanted, taken care of and cared for through today which is Sunday, Sunday night, Monday, Monday night, Tuesday, Tuesday night, Wednesday, Wednesday night, Thursday, Thursday night, Friday, Friday night, Saturday, Saturday night and next Sunday and next Sunday night.

Please forgive us for all of the sins we have done, we are doing and we will do.  God I love you with all of my heart.  Dear Lord please watch over us all and guide us and bless us.  Help us to be better Christians.  Help us to love, honor and obey all of your commandments.  If any of us should die, please let us go to Heaven to be with you.

Thank you for all of the blessings you have bestowed on me, my family, my friends and my loved ones.  Please continue to bless us all.  Please continue to watch over us and guide us.  Amen.

Shine On!

xo

The Peace Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi

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“Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there is hatred let me bring your love,
Where there is injury your pardon Lord,
And where there’s doubt true faith in you.

Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there’s despair in life, let me bring hope,
Where there is darkness, only light,
And where there’s sadness, ever joy.

O Master grant that I may never seek,
So much to be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving of ourselves that we receive.
And in dying that we’re born to eternal life.

O Master grant that I may never seek,
So much to be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
And to love as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving of ourselves that we receive.
And in dying that we’re born to eternal life.

Make me a channel of your peace.”

~ St. Francis of Assisi

Shine your heartlights.  Our world needs peace.

Shine On!

xo

Those Who Feel Deeply

thosewhofeeldeeplyThe more we know,

the better we forgive.

Those who feel deeply,

feel for all living beings.

~ Madame de Stael

Just a small reminder on a Sunday.  I pray your week ahead is filled with love and healing light.

Shine On!

xo

 

Saying Goodbye To A House

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Saying goodbye has always been hard for me.  It’s always been that way my whole life.  To let go is a right of passage and even though I’m letting go of a home which was never mine, it’s just making me sad.  I guess it’s the final part of an era in my Aunts’ lives and it’s breaking my heart.

I can’t figure out why I am so sad for honestly I am so very happy that the closing is scheduled and we have successfully gotten it into selling condition after all that we had to do.  But there’s a small part of me which can’t stop crying for the bereft feeling inside that I can’t label.

I wrote this a few weeks ago and simply couldn’t post it.  I was intensely sad to let go of an era ~ not so much for me, but for my family.  But now it’s a few weeks later and I’ve got some clarity.  Isn’t that always the way ~ get into the observer mode in your life, let a little time pass and voila, you understand all the tears, you can deal with the grief in a better way and you can let go of whatever it was you were holding onto back then.

Time heals by lessening hurts.  Although I don’t think some hurts ever truly heal or for that matter, some emptinesses never can be fully filled.  But we can move on, we can take baby steps towards healing and we can fill the emptiness with healing love.

Shockingly, I think it helps when people have Alzheimer’s Disease and Dementia in some cases like this one.  They simply don’t remember the life they had a few months ago.  There doesn’t seem to be any hurt or sadness in the present moment, there is only presence, love and happiness.  Sure we’ve had times whereby my family members get confused with the past and present, but a gentle change in direction of conversations or a redirect in a kind way, helps immensely.

Shine On!

xo

Just The Way You Are

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I Love You Just The Way You Are

To be true to myself, I must admit to you, that I love with my whole heart.  When I say those three words, I mean, I love you, just the way you are.  It’s in loving the whole person, accepting who they are, that you truly love them.  I’ve learned you can fall out of love, but many times, that doesn’t change the love that you share.  The loving acceptance of truly loving another person is timeless and a priceless gift that when shared, is exquisite and precious beyond all measure.

I have had a few precious moments recently which have helped me tremendously on this life path.  To hear that another person loves, accepts and understands you is a gift of enormous proportion.  To connect with another soul on this level is a ‘present of presence’ whose healing properties know no measure.  It is here where I sit this afternoon, heart full of gratitude for the gifts I have given and received.  In trying to process, I find it difficult to express with words how my heart feels completely broken open to receive the heartlights of others who have shared these connections with me.  Words seem so small to the enormity of the situation and yet they are all I have to express how I feel.

Perhaps I can share with you that the everlasting legacy of those who have gone before us stays lit by the memories of how they lived their lives, how they inspired, were they admired and how their presence in our own lives made us feel.  We remember the good and the bad in life.  We can be angry or we can find peace.  We can blame or we can forgive.  But in loving without reservation, there is no good or bad and there is no blame nor need of forgiveness.  There is simply love which heals and knows no boundaries.

One of my favorite songs is by Billy Joel, Just the Way You Are.  They lyrics meant something different to me long ago, but now the song means even more to me ~ its depth and richness of meaning has increased by all the experiences in my lifetime.  I will leave you with the tune below ~ stop and listen to the words, for when we take the time to love someone just the way they are, that love continues soul to soul, spirit to spirit forevermore.

Shine On!

xo

How To Be An Observer In Your Own Life

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I am learning the art of observing.  Through the help of many angelic mentors in my life, I am reaping the benefits of allowing, observing and being.  It has been through much practice that I am learning this special art.  It has been so beneficial to me in my life that I want to share with you what I’ve learned and as always, to hear from your experiences as well.

It’s easy to get caught up in drama in life.  Certainly the news, work and day-to-day relationships can fill that void and take our focus off of presence, gratitude and compassion.  We can swirl around in the they said/I said confusion and recklessly abandon peace within our hearts.  We can aggrieve hurt and mistrust by only seeing the surface of an issue.  We can ignore the chance for stillness by focusing on the back story of any issue and grow a mountain out of a molehill, complicating perhaps a simple matter until it affects every part of our day, our life and our being.  We can think we know what is meant by an offhand comment, an argument or a social media posting.  But we spin our own selves into stories that are sometimes so far off the mark that it affects relationships in a negative way.

That’s when observer mode comes into play and benefits us.

For when we step back from the chaos in life, we see how each and every one of us comes into a relationship with baggage, with tender spots and with beliefs that may or may not have anything to do with our present situation.  We are encumbered by these and use them in our daily relationships, sometimes as swords, sometimes as a soothing bond.

But when we drop all of that and really focus on the good with compassion in our hearts, the other stuff simply falls by the wayside.  It matters not if the other person is able to observe and not react in the situation.  We can allow them to spin on their own planet of beliefs while we settle into ours in a peace-filled manner.  When we observe with a compassionate listening heart at difficult relationships, we can see how everyone is trying the best we can under the circumstances.  We can find that loving soul that is filled with compassion even when on the outside, it isn’t been shown.  By listening with our heartlight, we uncover the good, the love and the forgiveness for any situation.  We alleviate the suffering we may be feeling by knowing that we can find peace in our own hearts even when we feel that we are swirling in the chaos of a storm.

The ‘story’ we tell ourselves may or may not be true.  When we rely on our observer mode, we instinctively are able to see what we may have missed.  Using our heartlight, we shine a peaceful understanding of circumstances beyond our control.  We emanate love instead of hate, we grow trust instead of mistrust, we gain The Presents of Presence with stillness and we help ourselves to grow spiritually into healthier human beings.  Bottom line, it’s a win-win situation for all involved.

Being able to drop our egos, release our ‘stories’ and unravel what we thought was our life ‘story’, is when we begin to embrace all the wonderful loving peace which is ours by Divine Right.  To look with gratitude at what chaos has brought instead of digging and mixing more into it is a choice.  To feel symmetry with another is to connect on a whole different level.

For we are all God’s children here, doing the best we can under every circumstance.  That’s the best we have at any moment.  What’s hard is when we can spiritually look at a situation and observe, understand and allow and we are alone in that plane for others do not see it in the same way.  But, hey, that’s ok my friends.  This is our life, our loving soul that we are in control of ~ not anyone else’s.  We must trust our intuition, our minds, our heartlights and observe.  Let go of the ‘coulda, woulda, shoulda’s’ that hold us back from peace.  Embrace the circumstances, whatever they may be and move forward with our heartlight shining and singing its beautiful melody.

Life happens.  Shifts happen when we allow it.  There is place of peace in every moment when we observe with gratitude for all of our gifts.

Shine On!

xo

 

How Much Love Do You Put Into What You Do?

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“I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like,

but I know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us,

He will not ask,

‘How many good things have you done in your life?’

rather He will ask,

‘How much love did you put into what you did?”

~ Mother Teresa

I found this quote this morning and thought it was a good reminder for none of us know our exact ‘expiration date’ on this planet unless one chooses to expire early which I hope you will not. ♥

I’ve always thought of kindness and good deeds to be highly regarded, but as I’ve grown older, I find that putting love into everything we do is just as, or perhaps even more important.  It was refreshing to find Mother Teresa’s quote today to confirm that someone else thinks the same as I do.  Isn’t that always the way?  We find comfort in connecting with others?

It’s the simple things my friends.  Love, kindness, gratitude, forgiveness, peace.  Being the best we can be in all aspects of our lives.  Living spherically, listening to others with an open heart to all they say and omit.  Compassionately communicating to help, not harm.  Stepping back when it does not serve you or others to jump into the fray in whatever form.  Stepping up with courageous kindness when it does serve you and others.  Not being afraid to speak the truth in a kind way.  To listen, to be heard, to connect.  To add love in all you do.  To be a role model and shine your heartlight.  To enjoy The Presents of Presence.

Today, try to infuse love into whatever you are doing.  Slow down and be present, be the present of love.  Share a smile, a hug and a “I love you” with someone you cherish.  Really feel the loving connection and be grateful.  Use your beaming heartlight for good.

Shine On!

xo

 

Sometimes, we just don’t think. Kintsukuroi

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Sometimes, we just don’t think. Kintsukuroi.

This post from dear Wendy over at Ramblings and Musings also known as Wendy Shares A Thought touched my heart and I knew I had to reblog it for you as well.  Many of us have old wounds and scars, but to mend ourselves to be even more beautiful than we once were, to accept and dignify ‘the new normal’ is to kintsukuroi our lives!

Shine On dearest ones!

You are always beautiful to me!

xo

The Trouble With Linear Thinking

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Linear thinking is defined as a process of thought following known cycles or step-by-step progression where a response to a step must be elicited before another step is taken.  It is a highly focused way of living whereby one continues to stick to their own path without turning around to evaluate spherically how their actions, inactions and words affect others.

I applaud those who are so focused, but I believe that it also stunts growth potential when we simply live linearly and do not stop to turn around and see the world around us even for a few moments.  Living in this way, allows us to move blithely through life with blinders on, unaware of what is going on around us.  It disconnects us from ourselves and others during our lifetime.  I imagine it is not an easy way to live (or perhaps it is), but I see it as a very solitary way of living.

I am a spherical thinker for the most part.  For me, my kindness and compassion radar is tuned in to those around me.  Even when angry, I can see the other point of view and many times, I find myself feeling compassionate towards the one who has evoked the anger within me.  I can ‘see’ how this person is hurting and feels out of control and in order to gain control, must retaliate in this fashion.  I can forgive because I look outside myself to view their grief and hurting.  It is my choice to do so and one which I choose many times even when I’d prefer to not see the entire picture and only view it from my side of the fence.

It is frustrating to have linear thinking folks in my life who border on narcissism.  It is most likely frustrating for them as well to have me there, intently trying to get them to turn around occasionally to see more of what life is offering, to connect with those who love them and to connect with themselves on a deeper level.  To feel again is a difficult task for those who have disconnected for whatever reason.  They strive to look away, to remain focused on the task ahead and to cement those blinders on so that they do not have to see what they are avoiding.  It becomes a stall tactic which holds them motionless while the world around them moves on without them.

For those of us who wish for communication outside the nothing box, it is an uphill climb to constantly reach out and try to penetrate the walls of their stoic thinking.  We can occasionally catch glimpses of the heart light inside of loved ones, but almost as quickly as the twinkle is revealed, the light is hidden again, the door is shut, locked tight and darkness remains.  It is in the darkness that the nothing box dwells and in there, the light of life is forbidden its sparkle.

Who holds the key to the door of life?  Why you do!  But many people are afraid of moving out of their comfort zones to feel what they hide, to experience more deeply the suffering which they keep safely hidden away from others.  Many times they hoard those dark feelings and experiences in fear.  It is hard to open up and to look at ourselves and others in a different light.  It may be easier to remain amidst the dark depression of the nothing box.  This way we don’t have to deal with the consequences of our own actions, inactions and words.  We can simply pretend to make it all about others and not ourselves.

Those of us who can see those heart lights shimmer even for a moment know that these folks are hurting and we can see the potentiality to flourish in them.  So we wait, trying to lure them out of their linear thinking, to turn them around even for a few moments so that they can see the healthy, healing love that life has to offer.  We can offer them unconditional love which they have always had, but it is up to them to accept it.  It is a choice that is theirs alone to make.

Take my hand.  I have known depression, but as a friend once told me, ‘when you think you are going through hell, keep going’ which is a rendition of a quote attributed to Winston Churchill.  So let’s keep going…together. ♥

 Shine On!

xo

Dear Anonymous

Today’s post is a reblog from one of my favorite authors…please read and enjoy!

Shine On!

xo

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Dear Friends, please help me get this letter to the person who needs it by sharing it on your Facebook page, email and Twitter. Thank you.

Dear Anonymous,

I was very much disheartened by your anonymous letter. I was saddened that you hadn’t the courage to include your name so I could help you understand the truth. Since I must believe that you wouldn’t possibly “friend” a “man like me” on your Facebook page, I can only hope that someone you know shares this post on their site and that God guides you to this letter.

I came to your church to tell you about God’s love for His children and to talk about the beauty of His forgiveness. I don’t think you heard me. Or, at least, believed me. You wrote in your letter that I “had no place in a house of God, as I was clearly a sinful man” and that my sins were “manifested across my face, revealed by my many facial tics”.

Yes, no doubt I am, like most of God’s children, a sinner. But the tics you saw on my face were not from sin. They come from a neurological disorder called Tourette’s Syndrome. I was born this way. I cannot stop them.

Sadly, as a boy, I would have believed you that I was bad. My mother got mad at me that day my first tic manifested–a painful, constant shrugging. And, though I was only 8-years-old, I felt guilty for disobeying her when she told me to stop. As a 9-year-old I thought that maybe, if I was a good enough boy and I had enough faith, I could be cured of my tics. But they wouldn’t go away, so I thought that my abnormality must be my fault.

One time a church leader came to speak at my church. I was told that he was someone important. I remembered the Bible story of the woman touching Jesus’s garment and being healed. I thought that maybe if I shook this man’s hand I might be healed. So I waited in line. And I shook his hand. But my tics remained.

Earlier that summer, my family had moved to Utah and I had ridden a school bus to an overnight camp called Mill Hollow. Some of the children on the bus noticed my tics and one of them called me a “freak”. As I got off the bus, a scared child in a strange place, a group of children surrounded me to get a better look. And I was ticking like crazy, not because I was a sinner, but because I was afraid and humiliated.

Your letter reminded me a little of that day. Only I am no longer that naïve, helpless little boy. I now know that there are hundreds of thousands of us with behavioral disorders. And what you, or even a million deluded people like you, might say, doesn’t affect me anymore. I have moved on. I have a beautiful life, a beautiful family and home. I have seen the world. I have danced in the White House and spoken to audiences of thousands. Millions of people have read my books. I have built shelters that have housed thousands of abused children. And I still tic.

Sometimes when I tic, my wife will lovingly set her hand on my cheek and ask if I’m okay. It’s very sweet. And it means a lot to me. My children don’t even notice my tics. They only see the father who loves them. The truth of who I am has set me free. It can set you free too. Because with whatever measurement you use to judge, you must judge yourself. And you are using a very crooked and barbed ruler.

In all honesty, I must admit that I was angered by your letter. But not for me. I am far beyond your reach. I am angry for those children who are still trying to figure out who they are: children who are teased and ridiculed and bullied by cruel, self-righteous people like you. I am angered for those sweet, innocent children, who would rather die than show their tics, because you are so eager to let them know how unlovable and imperfect they are. And some of them do take their precious lives. Yes, this makes me very angry. The other day, at a book signing, a young woman I had never met before, put her arms around me and told me that she loved me. I asked her why. She told me that she had Tourettes and the kids at school made fun of her. But now many of her schoolmates are reading my books and, knowing that I have Tourettes, are now treating her better. I told her that she is not her Tourettes. I told her that I loved her too.

Dear anonymous, I hope you read this letter. I hope it opens your eyes. Or, better yet, your heart. But whether you change or not, remember this: we, the “abnormal” are not the ones to be pitied. The greatest disability is the inability to love those who are different than you. May God Bless you with His unfathomable and unconditional love.

Your flawed servant,

Richard Paul Evans, #1 New York Times bestselling author and a man with Tourettes Syndrome.

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Richard Paul Evans is the #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of The Christmas Box and the Michael Vey series. He is the author of more than 25 bestselling books. For speaking requests email heather@richardpaulevans.com