577.

On another note, the two who were on life support and not expected to pull through have both made amazing recoveries.

Renewal.

Amen.

576.

I guess it's the cleanse/detox/purification that made me think of this song this morning.

Definitely appropriate in the metaphysical sense (but thankfully not quite the literal) as my current conversation with God winds down.

Amen.

575.

My daughter is evolving to be an amazing young adult.

I'm always impressed by her deductive reasoning and analytical skills, even if I don't always agree with her conclusions.

What strikes me most about her is her gumption. When she wants to do something, she does it, no excuses.

There are many things she taught herself to do, when I was struggling to grasp those things at the same chronological age.

Currently, I'm most proud of her and happy for her regarding her career goals. When I was her age, I had no clue what my true passion was.

My daughter is a makeup artist. She's been interested in make-up since she was a tiny thing. Maybe it's my influence because I would sometimes put lipstick on her for photos. She was a scrumptiously beautifully plump baby and I thought she looked extra pretty wearing lipstick.

When she got old enough to do it herself, she did it up. The makeup, the hair, the clothes. (There's a particular day I'm thinking of and there just happens to be a photo of her after she nodded off in all her finery. But I won't post it out of respect for her.)

The older she got, the more she got into makeup. She started out with mine, progressed to buying her own at the dollar store (which wasn't good enough because I used M.A.C. and most dollar store stuff just isn't M.A.C. level good), moved up to brands she could find at Walmart and Target.

After watching lots of YouTube videos (most featuring Michelle Phan) she finally moved to "better" brands at stand-alone beauty stores and department store brands. (Kat Von Dee, Estee Lauder, etc.)

Last year, she and a friend began doing makeup for plays at local theaters.

This past weekend she and her friend were requested to do makeup for an upcoming event that will feature well-known celebrity musicians. People I consider real musicians.

I've exposed her to a wide variety of music from many genres (as my momma did with me); Baby Bliss considers these people real musicians as well so she's excited.

I know her attitude as well as her aptitude are what led to her latest invitation. With faith I know she will receive untold numbers of invitations that will lead her to meet people and go places that will enhance her life and allow her to do the same for those she meets.

With gratitude, we thank you God for all blessings.

Amen.

574.

To expound on yesterday's post:

There is an immense amount of energy shifting in the external atmosphere. Mercury is "moving" retrograde, the supermoon eclipse is imminent, and I'm sure there is more because there always is.

It's not a coincidence that I am experiencing personal energy shifts as well.

For the past several days, I have been presenting with viral symptoms (sore throat, coughing, headache, expelling copious amounts of yucky stuff).

Cleansing of body...

In addition, my dreams have been vivid and full of symbolic reminders as well as fore-telling. Reminders that I must leave behind "people, places, and things" that throw off my equilibrium.

Cleansing of mind...

It's given me time to meditate as well as lots to meditate on.

Cleansing of spirit...

God is also reminding me that regardless of the "setbacks" it's still up to me, to make the choices that I know will enhance my being.

And as I move toward the light of purification and renewal, in gratitude, I say "thank you God".

Amen.

573.

Mercury retrograde.

Cleansing.

Purification.

Renewal.

Amen.

572.

This morning Mr. Bliss came to me in my dream.

His presence facilitated a phenomenal multi-faceted message I am still interpreting.

Thank you Beloved for your assistance.

Thank you God for the message.

Amen.

571.

Today I saw this in my travels on the web. Similar messages have been appearing along my path for the past few weeks, in various incarnations.

It's a reminder...

So many souls are damaged by the careless actions of others, intentionally as well as accidentally.

So many live their lives appearing outwardly "normal" but inwardly clawing at the secrets that destroy them in tiny increments.

Those secrets also touch the lives of those who are drawn into the orbit of those damaged souls.

Hence the truth that lies within the statement above.

Even if we know from the outset that we've encountered a damaged soul and we make the choice to love them any way, it is when we choose to love them that we sometimes become privy to the depths of their pain.

If the other is seeking help in a genuine effort to learn healthy ways to express and eradicate the pain, it may work out well.

If so, congratulations to all.

But if that's not the case, there needs to be a plan of action for disengagement and self-protection. Because regardless of who, what, when, where, or how, it's good to know in advance how to proceed in such encounters.

This is where self-love and self-esteem become great assets. If these attributes don't already exist within oneself, the road to freedom could be tortuous; perhaps even dangerous.

And what are we to learn from this?

Not about "them" but about us, that will assist as we dance along the road to Nirvana?

Something(s) to think about as we sail myriad seas of interpersonal interaction...

Amen.

570.

Impending death...

Two notifications of people on life support.

My prayers for the dying as well as those who exist without living.

Amen.

569.

Nothing is as beautiful as the spirit of a man who stands perched at the edge of falling in love with the woman who set his soul ablaze.

Amen.

568.

No rest for the weary, they say.

It happens to be true for me presently.

I haven't slept since I awakened Monday morning.

But I'll be resolving the situation very soon:

Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Amen.

567.

God, you sure have a way of getting my attention.

I remain thankful for the message even if I'm not too fond of the messenger(s).

Amen.

If Praying Mantis has crawled into your space;

Usually the Praying Mantis makes an appearance when we’ve flooded our lives with so much business, activity, or chaos that we can no longer hear the still small voice within us. Taking a step back and some simple meditation would be in order here because the external din we’ve created needs to be quieted so that we can come back to our own truth. The Praying Mantis always comes to us when we need peace, quiet and calm in our lives.

Spirit-Animals

566.

Once again, I have been reminded that the best way for me to proceed when dealing with someone who has broken my trust is to remember to not take it personally.

As a healer, I hold the awareness that people can only express from their level of attainment regardless of whether that level is emotional, psychological, spiritual, etc.

And I truly believe our Creator lives as each human being, no matter how often humans present with less-than-stellar behaviors.

But I also know I must not allow the aforementioned belief to cause me to lose focus of the dangers of being drawn in by those whose psyches overflow with pain.

Because those people are needy. They are energy vampires who need other people's energy to feed on.

And they'll drain you.

Those who are hurting will attach themselves to anyone who shows them the smallest glimmer of what they lack: love and light.

In my instance, I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Or the wrong time, depending on how one chooses to look at it.

So no, I don't feel special or singled out. *chuckle*

(Any port in a storm, yes?)

However, I am relieved that truth has come to the forefront.

Godspeed as all move toward closure and healing

And so it is.

565.

There's a lot to be said for heartache but today is not the day to do so.

God, I'm exhausted. My head is bowed. You know what I need. I trust you to deliver.

Amen.

564.

God, you continue to amaze me with our synergy.

I remain in awe of the plot twists you weave into my life.

Thank you for my Labor Day weekend.

It was beautiful in its revelations.

However I have since learned something that has since tinged the weekend with a bittersweetness that saddens me.

I won't ask why God. (Our will be done as we co-create the experiences of our lives.)

Time and again, I learn that I must protect my heart.

Because if I don't, who will?

With faith, I remain open to "one day".

Until then, I endure.

Amen.