Strings and Things

I am just an instrument, and if I can allow God to play the strings the music is perfect.

If I could only see myself as my higher power does, the writing on my inner walls resembles my best dreams.

The Real Story

The world speaks out of context to make  headlines. The universe speaks in context with the straight story.

Sunday Knock

Most of our relationships are cut flowers that wither and soon die.  Some are potted plants that need care and water but the roots are too  short and narrow. If we are blessed to have some trees, they need even more care like  pruning, and suffer the inevitable insect infestation that all relationships suffer from. 

Iron

Words to me are like iron filings to the magnet on my fingertips

Shelf Life

I have come to the ugly realization that friends have a shelf life. Just like milk in the refrigerator there is an expiration date. It’s not as terrible as it seems because with proper care we can enjoy the camaraderie. If we can engage but not attach the eventual separation is not quite as painful.

Summertime Green

There is no room for the blues only the green. Making a

successful career is of course making money with the intention that everyone benefits on both sides.

Competition means that there is only so much, but being

creative takes into account a world of abundance.

The Seventh Sense

The first message I was blessed to receive was not good news, but it did prepare me that I was entering a new phase of awareness that I can be privy to.  Like the vibration of a tuning fork beyond my hearing, the 7th sense becomes in a sense a hearing aid into my future.  I am in a clearing looking for plant life to make me feel the comfort of my passing life.  I have to let new foliage grow, and that takes time, which I never think I have.  Always rushing to the NEXT thing, that familiar empty process that no longer brings me the adrenaline I think I need.

The seventh sense allows me to ask questions and in the stillness if I can be patient, the words come.  I am convinced that this is my SECRET which I will share, but with reverence not with exultation like I am conditioned to do.  But with a sense of caring and as my friend says with pure intention.

The seventh sense allows me to vested and unlike my intuition where I can be nullified looking for a gain.  The seventh sense allows me to profit as a result of not because of....