Some say infants are born with wisdom and abilities. It is a thought to ponder.
Let’s take a journey watching a young artist create and grow.
When a baby is old enough to manipulate small objects, he should be given one crayon and a white piece of paper. He will be beyond delighted when he realizes that he has the power to make this crayon work. You’ll see a big, happy, toothless smile! Share in his joy.
We live on a quiet street. Each house is surrounded by a wooded acre. Our only excitement is watching small wild animals frolic in our yards.
On the first Saturday in December all that changes. The Community Center holds “The Jingle Bell Run.” The first year of the run, about thirty people participated and they were probably the committee members.
This year hundreds participated.
On the morning of the event, everyone registers at the Community Center and gets a number and a necklace of bells.
What’s an invisible helper?
Some may call an invisible helper God.
Some may call an invisible helper an angel, a loved one who has passed over.
It really doesn’t matter.
It’s whether you think there is someone there to assist you.
I believe, I didn’t always, but I do believe now that there is a presence always there to help me.
So what I do in my life, is that I call upon that helper.
I think of that helper sitting beside me at work in a chair.
I think of that helper as someone with me in my car when I am driving somewhere.
I am always talking with God.
Sometimes I say, “Please show me what I need to see.”
I become a little more alert, and yet relaxed at the same time - .attentive and expectant. Perhaps there’s a symbol or message in the dirt on the side of the road. Once I saw what looked like writing in the sand. I know it was a message.
Perhaps there is a word or important number on a marker plate on a car nearby. In fact, I did this once, and within 45 seconds, a car drove by with the words “Spirit Speak” on its front marker plate.
I saw an angel. Actually, I saw one, then a second, and then a third. The first was a young adult about 14 years old. The angel wore a white gown or robe. It looked like linen.
Upon the robe was exquisite and unusual golden trim and gold embroidery. It seemed as though the gold was alive, as if it were the energy identity and the “life” of the angel – its core essence.
The gold “writing” sparkled, too. The angel moved but was completely silent. It had no wings.
I got up this morning. I looked out my window. It’s raining, gray, chilly - a little cold out there.
But man, am I glad to be up. I’ve been given another day - another day.
My friend George will always say to me, “Hey, how are you doing.”
And I’ll say, “Good, how are you.”
And he’ll say, “Great. I got up. I got another day.”
Today on my schedule, things are a bit all over the place.
I’m going to be going here, and I’m going to be going there.
Imagine that you are a little bit bigger than your body.
Realize that your skin doesn’t really hold you in.
It only seems like it does.
You’ve expanded a foot in all directions around your body.
You feel good. Really good.
Now, expand to fill the room.
You pass through the chairs, tables, plants, easily.
Sense yourself everywhere in the room at once.
It feels amazingly natural, doesn’t it?
Everywhere you look in the room, you are there too.
How long can you smile?
Can you consciously keep a smile for a day? for an hour? for 3 minutes?
I’ve tried this, and it does take effort.
Even consciously returning a gaze with a smile.
There are those rare people who always seem to have a smile – they actually always seem happy.
At the supermarket, anywhere where there are strangers, it is kind of fun and interesting to hunt for visually happy people.
There’s something about a very old photograph that really draws me in. Perhaps it’s the black and white monochrome world that looks oddly “at a distance” – as if that’s the best that could be done at that time – almost like a dream.
I like to see how people are dressed and I try to sense how it felt to be in that place at that time. Did the air feel different?
Musical beginning of Claire de Lune performed by and courtesy of Amber Short - https://www.ambershort.us/media/music/piano/Claire_de_Lune.wav
I’ve found that “Claire de Lune” has a very healing sound. I use muscle testing, also known as kinesiology, to test on a scale of 1 to 10 the power of healing for a particular piece of music.
The instrument doesn’t matter. It is the underlying music that presents this healing quality.