It is time to start again.
Every minute is an opportunity to begin again.
I believe in more than myself; I believe in more than is seen; I believe that Love is powerful; And I believe, as much as we want to understand All, life is the search..... the journey. That IS what it is all about.
My Gabriel comes to me as an Indian Chief. I don't know why - I just know it is Him.
Last night the Indian Chief was not in my dreams, but rather the Dark Man. I am certain I screamed out in my sleep - for I was screaming in my dream or should I say nightmare. The Dark Man showing up in my dreams is a sign of something not right within or without my own self. He is a warning of danger to my spirit; my soul. He never wins. He is always defeated - if only in my waking up.
At Sunday School we heard a wonderful sermon from the series "It Was Not a Silent Night". The minister said that life is messy and chaotic and I wondered if somewhere along the line of growing up as a young child if I really got that message. I think, I missed that lesson somewhere along the way. I believe, I thought I had control of the mess and chaos, and if I tried hard enough, I could control my destiny, my happiness, my relationships, my work, my family, my.......... everything. And because all had not gone the way I wanted, I have assumed..... failure on my part or............ of course........... someone else's.
There was some amount of peace to hear this minister say that life is messy and chaotic. There was some amount of freedom that came for me hearing those words. It wasn't about me (or anyone else). It was just about how life is. The mess..... the chaos..... it was life. Get used to it. Cope. Find joy where you can. Be grateful when life is sweet. Cherish those moments. And give grace - loads and loads of grace when Love appears to not be present. Be Love when Love is not.
Namaste
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