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.