In lieu of doing another Throwback Thursday, I wanted to share this video that I received from a friend this morning. I had seen it before but today with all that’s going on with hurricanes, fires, politics, and the world at large, it was such a profound reminder.
I believe in synchronicity … there are no accidents. This was given to me again for a reason. Enough said.
It seems it’s pretty easy these days to become mired in the negativity that seems to be enveloping our planet.
I’ve heard from several sources that it’s simply the cycle of time when we and our planet are evolving … meaning that we’re breaking away from old paradigms in order to bring in the new. Is there anything “simple” about it this process? Personally, I don’t think so. You see, we’ve all got a lot of baggage … old issues we haven’t wanted to look at and heal, old programming from our parents who meant well but handed down the programming they received from their parents, etc. The list could go on and on and some days it sure does.
Maybe it’s time to look at that old baggage for what it really is … old baggage. Ask it what it’s trying to teach us. Once we know what it is, then maybe we can drop it and get on the train feeling a little lighter. I know that I can’t do this alone so I call on God to help me shine a light on the dark places.
I really want to leave my bags at the station. How about you?
I’m really grateful for God’s Bag. You know the one, right? The one where you write down what’s bothering you and you’re frustrated because there’s nothing you can personally do to fix it. So you deposit it into God’s Bag. That way God can fix it.
(When I put something into God’s Bag, my prayer goes like this “I can’t; you can; I think I’ll let you. And I thank you in advance for the perfect solution in your perfect timing.” Then I surrender, and let the Big Guy take care of the mojo 🙂
If this sounds just way too simple, take heart, dear reader. It is simple. I didn’t say it was easy; just simple. The hard part is that our human brain and E.G.O. (Etching God Out) have a very hard time letting go of the problem completely; getting out of God’s way. And by the way, surrender does NOT mean weakness.
So what do you need to put into God’s Bag? Or Box? Or Can? Or Envelope? Use whatever you have handy. God doesn’t care what the vessel looks like. Why should you? Namaste’
This weeks photo challenge is the Sea. I don’t know anyone who doesn’t like the sea. Some of my best days and nights have been at the beaches of northern California.
I remember one time when I had to go to Bodega Bay to make sales calls. It happened to be one of those grey, overcast days and I didn’t really feel like driving out there but I had to get the calls out of the way. On the way back to my office, I pulled over at one of the beaches near Bodega and simply sat and watched the sea. It was spectacular to watch the power of the mighty surf as she rolled in, wave after wave.
Because of the weather, there was no one else there but me and God. Magical time; just magical.
This image is the beach in Marina Del Rey (southern CA). The sun had already set, so all I could get was the last vestiges of light on the waves, while watching this man and his child. I added a nostalgic effect because that’s how it felt to me. Namaste’
“Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.”Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Today is our granddaughter’s 12th birthday and I honestly can’t figure out where all the time went. I remember vividly the night she was born, though. Her Dad and brother had just taken off in the boat to go fishing when Mommy went into labor. I called the neighbor at the end of the inlet in hopes he could wave them down before they got out onto the lake. Thank God he did. As soon as they got back we all left for the hospital and it was only a few hours later that Annabelle was born. I have to say that watching your daughter have a baby is rather nerve-racking – at least for me. But through the years, even though I have never lived in the same state as they do, I have been blessed to spend some beautiful moments with Annabelle and her brother. So Happy Birthday, Miss Belle. Grammy and Gramps love you to the moon and back! (These are some of my favorites of her, however, I probably have about 200 more).
Over the years many of my friends and loved ones have given me angels. Maybe they think I need all I can get 🙂 Who knows? But I’ve kept them all. I mean, who would even think of getting rid of an angel, right? I believe we all have a legion of angels, God’s emissaries, who surround us 24/7. Sometimes I even remember to thank mine for always keeping me safe. I really should do that more often. There have been many times in my life that I KNOW FOR SURE I was assisted by the angelic realm. Sometimes in the disguise of human beings. One time in the body of a sweet, grandfatherly man but that’s a story for another time. (I promise I’ll tell you later).
Since I plan to have this blog printed and bound into a book at the end of 2012, I thought it would be appropriate to include my angels. Some are resting (packed away in storage) and some are sprinkled around my house and outside. Today’s photo is my Southwest Angel, who suspends herself right outside my kitchen window. Her wings flow with the breeze and she reminds me to be grateful every day. She’s made of straw and burlap. I added the red chili peppers. I think she likes them. Namaste’
Do you believe in angels? Were you ever helped by an angel? I’d love to hear about your experience with angels.
Today’s photos actually found me (don’t they all?) while having lunch with my Mom where she lives. The dining room is very nice there … each table had a vase of fresh gladiolas and yours truly gathered each color and photographed them. My two fav’s are below. Click to enlarge. Namaste’ (I wish I could paint like God does).