<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807</id><updated>2009-10-17T04:01:06.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matters of Spirit</title><subtitle type='html'>Spiritual and Esoteric writings in the manner of Light Workers.  A sharing of spiritual and self empowerment concepts and philosophies.  "My purpose is to endlessly encourage you to do and become whatever makes your heart sing."  ~ Shirl</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-5778946238051168848</id><published>2009-08-15T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:10:13.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://myvillageblue2.wordpress.com/2009/08/15/where-am-i/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Where Am I?"&gt;Where Am I?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" class="date"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http:///"&gt;shirlstars&lt;/a&gt; on August 15, 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext"&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;The magnitude of everything that is encompassing my life these days is astonishing.  Yet it is barely noticable in the “see-able” world around me.  To those who might be looking my way, giving a glance in my direction, it would seem I pass the days in quiet, slow moving, unfettered shuffling about not doing much of anything.  Although they may notice occaisional bursts of creative energy spent in constructing useful and perhaps visually attractive items from “useless” scraps of wood.  On the exterior I think they do not see much from me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Within, however, there is an amazing smorgasbord of changes, releasing of the “old ways,” deeper understandings of all things, endless and unfettered joy, deep awareness of earth and sky and clouds and mountains and rocks and plants and animals, birds, wind, rain, clouds. . . .rainbows. . .sun and moon and stars. . .planets, the physics of all things, and most assuredly the wonders of the unseen in physical terms of things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is an intoxicating time of living in between two (or more) worlds.  I am overjoyed with living in any or all of them.  It is all quite wonderfully interesting, exciting, odd, yet familiar.  I am finally beginning to understand first hand why we chose to participate in this earth experience.  Sure, I have known from the “other” perspective what we have been reminded of and why “we” came here in the first place, but this. . .this is something else. . .this is a personal cognitive understanding of the why.  And it is surprising to me that it all feels so magnificent now as opposed the many times it felt like drudgery, obligation, a not so delightful voluntary service that often had me asking “what was I thinking?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;The winds of change and ever evolving consciousness expansion are here and in force.  The “when will it ever happen?” has become the “NOW it is here.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is all in flux and change is GOOD.  The adventures of every next NOW moment are irresistible!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="attachment_724" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-724" title="Project flower box 007" src="http://myvillageblue2.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/project-flower-box-0071.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="Scrap Wood Planter" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="wp-caption-text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scrap Wood Planter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="attachment_725" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-725" title="Project flower box 009" src="http://myvillageblue2.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/project-flower-box-009.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="Bar-B-Que Side Table" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="wp-caption-text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bar-B-Que Side Table&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="attachment_726" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-726" title="storage bench 003" src="http://myvillageblue2.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/storage-bench-003.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="Scrap wood storage bench - 1" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="wp-caption-text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scrap wood storage bench - 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="attachment_727" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-727" title="storage bench 005" src="http://myvillageblue2.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/storage-bench-005.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="scrap wood storage bench Inside view" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="wp-caption-text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;scrap wood storage bench Inside view&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves and Hugs to all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-5778946238051168848?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5778946238051168848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=5778946238051168848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/5778946238051168848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/5778946238051168848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-am-i-posted-by-shirlstars-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-3941454067130231049</id><published>2009-05-09T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:32:08.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SgXoMPguJcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P_5GhYr99To/s1600-h/galaxie+magic+dust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SgXoMPguJcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P_5GhYr99To/s320/galaxie+magic+dust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333924630710068674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a beautiful Saturday morning who wants to contemplate Physics and its latest theory. . .well, I do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Drinking my morning coffee, I turned on the History channel and was delighted to see there a program on M Theory Physics (see a brief background and basic description below)  What caught my eye, although I am always interested in what the Physicists are up to, was the discussion of not only multiple dimensions but parallel Universes.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;smiles began there and it wasn't long before the tears of Joy were trickling down my cheeks.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt; Now, I might be the only person you know that is overcome by tears of joy while exploring physics. . .but it took my breath away and I said to myself, "They are actually beginning to get it!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Things Metaphysical studies and spiritual seekers have "known" for ages are now being "proven" theoretically by scientists.  We have had our own proofs from inner knowing and an unending flow of information from "Higher Sources" and so it is thrilling to see these changes in thought and postulations of theories that we already know exist.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Multiverse, parallel universe, multiple dimensions, multiple versions of "us" in existence in multiple universes, every considered thought or choice of a direction we choose to go existing simultaneously with this earth version of "us", unlimited potentials, vibrational energy membranes. . .these were the substance of the theory as several respected physicists explained them in lay terms.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dancing for Joy, I AM.  Bolstered by my truth verifier of tears, unfailing as it is, I am absolutely soaring .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;May your day(s) be a Joy filled and as endlessly exciting as mine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Blessings and Hugs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the early years of the 20th century, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atom" title="Atom"&gt;atom&lt;/a&gt; - long believed to be the smallest building-block of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matter" title="Matter"&gt;matter&lt;/a&gt; - was proven to consist of even smaller components called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Protons" title="Protons" class="mw-redirect"&gt;protons&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neutrons" title="Neutrons" class="mw-redirect"&gt;neutrons&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electrons" title="Electrons" class="mw-redirect"&gt;electrons&lt;/a&gt;, which are known as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Subatomic_particles" title="Subatomic particles" class="mw-redirect"&gt;subatomic particles&lt;/a&gt;. Beginning in the 1960s, other subatomic particles were discovered. In the 1980s, it was discovered that protons and neutrons (and other &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hadron" title="Hadron"&gt;hadrons&lt;/a&gt;) are themselves made up of smaller particles called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quarks" title="Quarks" class="mw-redirect"&gt;quarks&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quantum_theory" title="Quantum theory"&gt;Quantum theory&lt;/a&gt; is the set of rules that describes the interactions of these particles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the 1980s, a new mathematical model of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theoretical_physics" title="Theoretical physics"&gt;theoretical physics&lt;/a&gt; called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/String_theory" title="String theory"&gt;string theory&lt;/a&gt; emerged. It showed how all the particles, and all of the forms of energy in the universe, could be constructed by hypothetical one-dimensional "strings," infinitely small building-blocks that have only the dimension of length, but not height or width. Further, string theory suggested that the universe is made up of multiple dimensions. We are familiar with height, width, and length as three dimensional space, and time gives a total of four observable dimensions. However, string theories supported the possibility of ten dimensions--the remaining 6 of which we can't detect directly. These "strings" vibrate in multiple dimensions, and depending on how they vibrate, they might be seen in 3-dimensional space as matter, light, or gravity. It is the vibration of the string which determines whether it appears to be matter or energy, and every form of matter or energy is the result of the vibration of strings.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;String theory then ran into a problem: another version of the equations was discovered; then another, and then another. Eventually, there were five major string theories, all based on a 10-dimensional universe, and all of them appeared to be correct. Scientists were not comfortable with five seemingly contradictory sets of equations to describe the same thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the mid 90s, a string theorist named &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Witten" title="Edward Witten"&gt;Edward Witten&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Institute_for_Advanced_Study" title="Institute for Advanced Study"&gt;Institute for Advanced Study&lt;/a&gt; and other important researchers considered that the five different versions of string theory might be describing the same thing seen from different perspectives. They proposed a unifying theory called "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M-Theory" title="M-Theory" class="mw-redirect"&gt;M-Theory&lt;/a&gt;", in which the "M" is not specifically defined, but is generally understood to stand for "membrane." M-Theory brought all of the string theories together. It did this by asserting that strings are really 1-dimensional slices of a 2-dimensional membrane vibrating in 11-dimensional space.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a name="Status" id="Status"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;M-Theory is not yet complete, but the underlying structure of the mathematics has been established, and is in agreement with not only all the string theories but with all of our scientific observations of the universe. Furthermore, it has passed many tests of internal mathematical consistency, which many other attempts to combine quantum mechanics and gravity failed. Unfortunately, until we can find some way to observe higher dimensions (impossible with our current level of technology) M-Theory has a very difficult time making predictions which can be tested in a laboratory. Technologically, it may never be possible for it to be "proven." However, many &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmologists" title="Cosmologists" class="mw-redirect"&gt;cosmologists&lt;/a&gt;, including &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking" title="Stephen Hawking"&gt;Stephen Hawking&lt;/a&gt;, are drawn to M-Theory because of its mathematical elegance and relative simplicity. Physicist and bestselling author &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michio_Kaku" title="Michio Kaku"&gt;Michio Kaku&lt;/a&gt; has remarked that M-Theory may present us with a "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theory_of_Everything" title="Theory of Everything" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Theory of Everything&lt;/a&gt;" which is so concise that its underlying formula would fit on a t-shirt.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Introduction_to_M-theory#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-3941454067130231049?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3941454067130231049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=3941454067130231049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/3941454067130231049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/3941454067130231049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-beautiful-saturday-morning-who-wants.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SgXoMPguJcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P_5GhYr99To/s72-c/galaxie+magic+dust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-114695152699653523</id><published>2008-07-29T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:08:03.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/1600/seraphim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/320/seraphim2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;THERE IS ALWAYS MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; by Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I wonder if there is anything more difficult than attempting to answer the question of what one believes in the spiritual sense of things.  A little less difficult but equally challenging is an explanation of how we got to that belief. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered what it is I personally believe and how I could possibly convey it I came to this:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I believe in &lt;b&gt;MORE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have an unwavering belief that &lt;b&gt;there is more.&lt;/b&gt;  I have always believed in &lt;b&gt;more,&lt;/b&gt; and that &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; is all encompassing.  I see, experience, feel and believe that there is &lt;b&gt;more to everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;In my endless curiosity here I have seen it over and over again.  &lt;b&gt;There is more.&lt;/b&gt;  My theory of &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; postulated to myself has proved itself out a million, million times in every area of life and experience.   There is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to science, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to art, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to music, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to sound, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to sight, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to literature, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to feeling, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to understanding, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to pain, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to discomfort, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to greed, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to detachment, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to love, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to hate, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to fear, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to blissfulness, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to beauty, there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to reality, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to the earth, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to space, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to time, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to the universe, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to the multi-verse, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; to all of creation that I have yet to discover and once discovered to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And beyond that &lt;b&gt;more,&lt;/b&gt; there is &lt;b&gt;more.&lt;/b&gt; Never once have I been proven to be mistaken in this, &lt;b&gt;there is more&lt;/b&gt; to everything we can comprehend and perceive than we CAN comprehend and perceive.  It is the pre-imminent truth in my life.  &lt;b&gt;There is more.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my journey to understand &lt;b&gt;more,&lt;/b&gt; I have come to see that everything is encompassed in the spiritual.  Going to your job everyday, sitting alone in your room, digging in dumpsters for some scraps of food or useful items, anything and everything we do. . .all of it is spiritual.  We are spiritual beings, all of us.  We are on a spiritual journey, all of us.  How we choose to experience that journey, what purpose or lack of purpose we find along the way, is truly ours to create in every moment of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; tells me that there are &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; ways to have this human experience than there are beings on the planet and as each new being arrives there is indeed a new more that comes in with them.  Every journey is unique just as every individual is unique.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;From my view of things, it is never possible to say to another that their way is the wrong way.  It is certainly very tempting for us to do so, especially when we feel that our way is producing a much more enjoyable or less stressful path.   Whatever one gets from their belief system that brings them joy and happiness, that makes their life worthwhile to them. . .that then, is obviously the right choice of a path for them along their journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I see that what I give to others purely from my heart comes back to me as &lt;b&gt;more.&lt;/b&gt;  I see when I have no plan to get anything from others, but give to others what I feel to give, it is always returned to me as &lt;strong&gt;more.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;For me, the understanding that there is &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; is the most comforting, loving and expansive belief that I can hold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;May your lives contain &lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt; than you ever imagined possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Namaste`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-114695152699653523?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/114695152699653523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=114695152699653523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/114695152699653523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/114695152699653523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2006/05/there-is-always-more-by-shirl-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-115784362752312099</id><published>2008-05-25T18:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:20:38.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RYRSiltHnuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ClVo0I0OqTM/s1600-h/AFreedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009219439733219042" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RYRSiltHnuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ClVo0I0OqTM/s320/AFreedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;WELCOME To Matters of Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This Site is updated frequently . .come back often and see what's new. Please feel free to comment on anything you wish. Use the comment link below each post. Or if you prefer, you may send me a personal email by clicking the envelope icon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Please use your own discernment about anything you see or read here. If something does not fit with you, or align with the energies of your truth, please set it aside and ask that it be validated. These concepts are offered only for your consideration. My truths may not be yours, yours may not be mine and that is perfectly as it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Thanks for visiting my site. See you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Blessings of Love and Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here and order this wonderful Deep Meditation CD.  You will be glad you did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eocinstitute.org/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" herf="http://www.eocinstitute.org/meditation_s/45.htm?gclid=CM7q5rfp4JMCFR4sagodXlxjVg"&gt;Meditation CD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-115784362752312099?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/115784362752312099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=115784362752312099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/115784362752312099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/115784362752312099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2006/09/welcome-to-matters-of-spirit-this-site.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RYRSiltHnuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ClVo0I0OqTM/s72-c/AFreedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-1078910480683031610</id><published>2008-05-25T17:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:39:11.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SDn35RFetNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pmXFDH2g3IM/s1600-h/Heart+of+things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SDn35RFetNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pmXFDH2g3IM/s320/Heart+of+things.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204463407614309586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Thoughts on Finding The Positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~ By Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;A Letter to a friend wanting to change her negative thought process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am more fabulous everyday.  Still the most blessed being in the Universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;And there is a reason for that. . .this happens to be my favorite topic, so forgive me if I ramble on a bit here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am not specifically aiming these remarks at you, but your emotions and concerns strike a chord with things I have learned over the years of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;My "evolution" began with the knowledge, maybe even the absolute stubborn determination that no one anywhere ever was going to see me as a "Victim."   It was not a role I was willing to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There comes a time in each of our lives when we have to choose who is in charge.  Am I going to be in charge of my life and times or am I going to hand that over to others?  Am I going to define who it is that I am or am I going to allow others to tell me who I am?  Who is responsible for me and who I am becoming? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Even as a child I didn't like anyone telling me who I was or what I should be doing, so that one was definitely out of the question.  That doesn't mean that I didn't try to measure up to others expectations of me, or often think I "should" be this or that or I should be doing this or that.  I went through it too, just as most all of us do.  I cared what others thought or said about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Here's the truth:  Each of us is responsible for our own lives and our version of reality.  The first time I ever considered that concept I will have to admit that it totally pissed me off.  I was sure that I would never have created the mess, pain and difficulties in my life that I had experienced.  That's just plain stupid, I thought.  I thought of every "yeah but. . ." that I could possibly come up with.  The stunning truth of it was that there are no yeah but's anywhere that can hold water.  It was (and is) a process, but bit by bit I began to move away from blaming anyone, especially myself for circumstances that I felt made my life unbearable at times.  (and this came to my knowing when I was quite a few years older than you dear heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The simplest explanation of the Law of Attraction is that we get what we focus on.  WE GET WHAT WE FOCUS ON!   He has, she has, they have so much and I am struggling for so little.  What the Universe hears and sees is the I have so little.  Oh. . .she is focusing on having so little, lets keep that going for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The first step in focus correction and the foundation of Law of Attraction for bringing forth the things we do want is GRATITUDE.  GRATITUDE for what we have.  Make the list.  Write it out (preferably), speak it out loud, run it through your thoughts like an unending tape.  Pick different things at different times or review them all every day, but be grateful for the amazing abundance that you have in your life.  Stop now and forever more comparing yourself and your life to any others.  There is no comparison that matters, ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This is a partial list of what comes to mind when I say I am the most blessed being in the universe:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have so much in abundance that I continually am looking for things to give away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have a warm, comfortable place to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have so much food it sometimes goes to waste before I can use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have adequate transportation (my car) that is reliable and serves me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am surrounded by loving, caring and generous people who have my best interests at heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The universe supplies my every need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am filled with wellbeing, physical, mental, emotional and in every way exceptionally healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am in awe of the beauty that surrounds me.  It is an extraordinary gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The green blade of grass is so amazingly beautiful I love the feel, the look, the smell of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The beauty of the flowers is so joyous I can gaze upon them endlessly and be filled with peace and serenity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The trees are awesome in their stature, their strength, the beauty of their leaves, the texture of their bark, the over arching of their limbs that bring me shade from the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The cats and the dog that share my home with me are a source of great pleasure and love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;All of the creatures that occupy this earth are beautiful and enchanting to behold.  I so love the opportunity to have them in my life in any way that they come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The universe loves me so much it continually supplies me with the beauty and joy of this life experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am special (we all are, you know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have so much and I am so blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I look forward every moment to the next wonderful opportunity the universe will bring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;May my eyes and heart be open to those opportunities and the ways that I might best serve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am Fabulous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I feel Fabulous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am the most blessed being in the universe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I start each day while I am drinking my coffee asking the universe to bring me the opportunities to best serve my highest and best purpose today.  And saying "I am so grateful for the abundance of blessings I have."  That's it.  But throughout the day I notice things.  I notice the birds singing and I stop for a second and listen, then smile and express my love for the part they play in my life.  Every time I go outside, I notice the trees, the flowers, the grass, the bushes, the clouds, the sunshine, the rain, the snow, the breeze, the wind, the smells of sagebrush and fresh earth being turned by the nearby farmers.  I notice.  I speak my appreciation of it.  My gratitude.  I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I bless and am blessed by the people and things I interact with everyday.  Regardless of how that interaction may appear, I understand that there is something of value here for me.  That is what I look for.  Some of the most seemingly objectionable people or incidents in my life are actually blessings of bringing me to a new and expanded understanding of things.  I don't take ANYTHING personally.  I understand that everyone is just where they are along their path.  It doesn't make me better, smarter, worse, or more or less caring, it is just what is.  I love them for who I know they truly are that they have not yet realized.  We are all, ALL of us a work in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Fear, anger, resentment, struggle, regrets, negative, discouragement. . .and all the other things of that genre come from a place of feeling, "I am not worthy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Most important thing to understand is EVERYONE is worthy.  Without exception, everyone is worthy of love, acceptance, encouragement, praise, abundance and all of the blessings of the universe.  Everyone.  Even you.  Even me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;When we struggle against anything, when we have resistance to anything, we are not a vibrational match for all of the wonderful things and attributes we want in our lives.  When we begin to express our gratitude for the things we want by thanking the Universe for already bringing them forward into our lives we are in alignment to receive those things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"Thank you for bringing me the new _______(house, car, job, lover, abundance. . .whatever it may be) I am so happy to see it manifest in my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Then let go of it!  Stop thinking, but I don't have it yet, when is it coming, I still don't have it. . .every time you do happen to think of what you are wanting it cannot be from a place of not having it.  It must be from an appreciation of the universe supplying it to you.  Do not put restrictions on the universe.  Don't tell it how and when to bring it to you.  As soon as your energy lines up with it, it will appear.  As soon as it energetically is a match with you and your purpose, it will come.  As long as you notice you are lacking it, it just cannot show up in your life because you are focused on the lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Oh, it will be so wonderful when the universe brings me _____________ (whatever it is you are wanting).  I am so grateful.  I am so blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Now here is one that will have amazing benefits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am so grateful that my ex seems so happy in his new situation.  I am so grateful that he is experiencing abundance and well being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am so grateful that everything that I desire in my life is coming forward to bless me in this very moment.  I am so grateful that I have a brand new experience of life and love and new people and places that will fulfill me in every way.  I am so grateful that I am so blessed!  I am so blessed!  I am the most blessed.  Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am worthy of all the blessings and abundance in the universe!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;( say this one statement I am worthy everyday at least 3 times a day.  Start your day with it.  If you were as weird as I am you might find yourself saying it over and over and over again under your breath all day long for a few days).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;That's Shirl's short course. . .see how blessed we are I didn't go into the longer version of it!  LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I love you deeply and eternally.  I see more of you than you see and you are most worthy of all blessings forever more.  You are worthy.  You are beautiful.  You are gifted with some very special attributes.  You are appreciated.  You are loved.  You are loved beyond anything you can comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I appreciate and love having you in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Thank you for all that you bring to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hugs, smiles and unending love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-1078910480683031610?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1078910480683031610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=1078910480683031610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/1078910480683031610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/1078910480683031610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/05/thoughts-on-finding-positive-by-shirl.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SDn35RFetNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pmXFDH2g3IM/s72-c/Heart+of+things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-8548979460923659917</id><published>2008-05-03T13:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T13:49:22.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SBzA1_iEfiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DyEZxXwztC0/s1600-h/AlecGabbitas_bnnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SBzA1_iEfiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DyEZxXwztC0/s320/AlecGabbitas_bnnr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196240103898644002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masters in the Making&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 28. 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Each day that dawns is surely a blessing in disguise and  an ideal opportunity to readily acknowledge the well versed cliche -"Today is  the beginning of the rest of  my life!" It is with these simple words,  perhaps, that one's life can be brought to an immediate aware-ness or  recognition that it is really and truly lived in the now moment and that this  now moment is all there is. We are over-busying ourselves, oft times, ‘worrying'  what the future might or might not hold for us and the magical opportunity to be  wholly present  in these current now times can well be lost and not put to  the best of use. Everything is, and will  always be, in divine order and it  is our responsibility to accept this simple fact as we take the helm of our  ships and steer her on as straight a course as possible. To experience all or as  much as possible upon the journey and not missing out on beneficial experiences  that can easily be passed unwittingly by, or not attended to as fully as might  be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are a multitude of light-beings that were selected and  elected to be here, on planet, during these climes of  ascending realities  and subsequent opportunities that are afforded to each one of us. It needs not  be taken too lightly that our roles and actions carry quite some responsibility  and relevance to the forthcoming eventualities that are to unfold and ensue.  Future fruitions are subjected to our present collective intents, efforts and  ever-growing capabilities. The co-creating of the ‘future' is taking place at  this very moment of linear time and is totally co-dependent with these days of  preparation and paving of the way, so to speak. Adjusting to and aligning with  the ever incoming energy flows and the resultant shifts is an ongoing  opportunity that is indeed enough to keep us 'on our toes' and ever alert to the  task that we have chosen to undertake and be very much a party to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our beloved friends and fellow travellers off planet are  also, in their own light, in the very throes of continual busyness and as we,  are well aware of the ongoing ebbing and flowing of the universal christed and  crystal energies that are paramount in these days of infusion.The universe, as  we on planet Earth, is a very busy place and each and every planet or star is in  its relevant phase of adjustment and preparation. There is virtually not a  sparrow that falls without the sure knowing of the Universal Mind in all It's  multifaceted-ness of Being. Immense indeed is the interdependency of life-forms  within this grand arena of expansion and there is much realignment and  recalibration as the need for co-habitation of like minds and vibrations are  being honed and honoured. All is in a state of movement, shifting and alignment  as the imminent  days of reckoning draw ever nearer to fruition. It will be  a gradual procedure and will fall into a synchronicity of ever flowing events  heralding the redefinement of parameters and vibrancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The alternative planets, three in total, have been  selected and are in preparation for their prospective new inhabitants with a  wish and desire to continue their third dimensional and relative vibratory  experiences. Indeed, in God's house are there many mansions and all will migrate  to their own choosing and most suitable domain to further their experiences in a  manner in line with their imminent needs and choice. Mother Earth continues in  her own magnificent quest to aspire and atone to her criteria of being as she  moves in ever perfect momentum towards her, and our, approaching goal of  appropriate fifth dimensional plus vibrancies, which will herald of course the  ‘shift of the ages' and all it's relevant attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Many of our beloved off planet friends are working ‘full  speed ahead' and are virtually moving mountains as their perseverance and able  capabilities are exercised to the full, and it is impossible to expound upon  that further as third dimensionality words are not suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way ahead is  being forged by the many divine architects within the heavens and is being so  meticulously assisted by the resident and able light force on planet, whom on an  inner level can clearly perceive and participate in the perfect picture in these  changing times of note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Many of the ascended and angelic beings too are moving on  to incorporate other interests and avenues of expression as they, too, in their  own right place another foot on the rungs of the ever eternal progressive ladder  of enlightenment. They, like we, are moving on and it would be logical and apt  to suggest that as they do, then will their recognised ‘places' of the now time  be filled by others on the pathways of ascendancy. We are not being forgotten,  very far from it, we are being assisted as ever by them, and others, as we too  are being nurtured and are rising to states of ascendancy that will lead to the  filling of those positions in days ahead. Evolutionary progress is the rule of  thumb for one and all and it will always be so, a natural universal and  omniversal law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, let us once more cast our attention upon these‘now'  times, as ever always, continuing that diligent honing of our multifaceted  beings, encouraging our greater selves, our higher of God selves, to be more  actively evident in our every day lives. Let us determine that our journey here  is to live in physicality to the full, expressing our selves ably through it,  and not despite of it. It is a gift in itself, and is the mirror perfect for all  that we might have need to look at and to work upon. Know thyself is the keyword  as we embrace these final ‘years' of the old paradigm, polishing the multi  facets of our beings as we ready for our much and well earned ‘shift of the  ages' and all that it will afford. Be still and know that I Am God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(c)2008 Alec Christos Gabbitas for the  Universal Mind.  * 17 Viking Ct, CT10 1RF, England, UK.  20.7.07,  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;01843- 866875  &lt;/span&gt;* Email:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" href="mailto:gagabbitas1@aol.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;gabbitas1@aol.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-8548979460923659917?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8548979460923659917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=8548979460923659917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8548979460923659917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8548979460923659917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/05/masters-in-making-april-28.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/SBzA1_iEfiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DyEZxXwztC0/s72-c/AlecGabbitas_bnnr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-5724119830086818219</id><published>2008-04-08T10:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:00:03.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R_uka8sZQQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Cbbz55s9oG0/s1600-h/SendLight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R_uka8sZQQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Cbbz55s9oG0/s320/SendLight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186920178723143938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Who is in Charge Here?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~by Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;You know how it is.  Thoughts come strolling or sometimes rampaging through your mind.  Like today.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I have been hearing from rather a lot of people in my little realm lately that an avalanche of “things” are coming in on top of them, that people, emotions and circumstances are just overwhelming them. Chaos prevails. Many of them are quite distressed. They are uncertain as how to handle anything. In fact often they feel so incapable and powerless that they are looking for the quickest exit possible. Wit’s end is a place they have passed a few miles back.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="more-55"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;The mass consciousness or what is sometimes called conventional wisdom has trained and programed most all of us to believe that we are powerless beings that life happens to and it ain’t pretty. We are ingrained with the thought that we have no control over our lives. Our parents, our children, our spouse, our boss, our co-workers, our circumstance, our city, our state, our Federal Government, the health care system, the economic system, the giant corporations, the heads of state of the world. . .these are what dictate our lives and times and we are just the pawns on the chess board.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I used to live there too, so I am very much in compassion for the feeling of being overwhelmed. Yet, I also speak from many years of experience and hard learned lessons. Ask yourself, when you are feeling this way, “Why do I choose to live in such chaos? Why do I choose to remain powerless and allow all of this discord to bombard me?” This is a sincere question. You really should consider asking it of yourself and listening to an inner knowing that will help you discover the answers.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;People often challenge me by suggesting that they do not choose these things, they just happen, it just is how it is here. Really? I would like to suggest that we always have a choice about everything. Sometimes we don’t like the available choices, but there is always a choice.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;We are consciousness energy beings in a physical body. Everything here, regardless of how solid it appears to us is energy vibrating at a specific repetitive speed. The more dense something is, the slower the vibrational speed. The less dense, the higher the vibrational speed. This is “Shirl’s Physics” overly simplified definition. So don’t waste your time or energy explaining the intricacies of the actual physics. I know and understand them fairly well for a non-scientific lay person. And no, I couldn’t hold a decent comprehensive conversation with a physicist, mathematician or scientist of any measure. Just wanting to offer a simple example that most might be able to grasp. If you are into Physics go search out Dr Lisa Randall and read some of her great work on the Theory of Everything. . . .still speculative at this point, but it does enchant the imagination and the intellect.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Rocks vibration, slow.  Radio wave vibration, fast.  Simple.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;The wonderful and amazing thing about those of us in physical bodies is that WE are in charge of our life and times. Each of us individually either choose to be or choose not to be in charge. Simple. If you say you have not consciously chosen to be powerless and unable to cope with life, then it is most likely that you have chosen by default. By not making a conscious choice we choose by default the status of the energy surrounding us.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Chaos is not actually a negative thing. In fact all creation comes from chaos. The birth of everything new comes from chaos. The chaos of the Big Bang brought forth some pretty amazing stuff, wouldn’t you say?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Although it is not an overly popular concept, we do actually each create our own version of reality. None of us sees anything exactly in the same way any other does. We often have agreement on certain concepts and ideas and they become those things we call conventional wisdom or mass consciousness.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;There is a big hang up most people have with the idea of creating your own reality, if that is valid, then that means we each must take responsibility for everything in our lives. Oh dear! That just leaves us hanging out there realizing there is never anyone else to blame for anything. That doesn’t go down well with most of us. Surely there are things out of my realm of influence and control. Surely I am not responsible for a long list of things that I feel are repressive and harmful to me. Who would possibly want to take on the responsibility for everything in their life? I need to blame someone. I would never purposely screw things up this badly for myself. No thanks.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;That was pretty much how I felt about it once upon a time.  So I certainly commiserate with any who feel similarly.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Live Your Life On Purpose!&lt;/i&gt; Stop letting life happen to you. Each of us has more power than we can begin to imagine. Step into your personal power by taking control of yourself, by taking responsibility for yourself. You, as a vibrating consciousness energy cannot vibrate for anyone else but you. You cannot change anyone but yourself. You can consciously craft and design and bring into being the self and the life that you wish to have.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Change your perspective. Stop berating and beating up on yourself. Experiences are just experiences. They contain amazing jewels of understanding and wisdom if you search them out. Mistakes are a process of learning. If you are not making mistakes, if you haven’t made mistakes, you aren’t doing anything and you certainly aren’t learning anything. I hope we all make many mistakes in the present and the future because otherwise we might as well be dead. . .we aren’t learning, we aren’t becoming more today than we were yesterday.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Most of us learn that if someone does something that displeases us or says words that feel hurtful to us we must jump immediately to &lt;i&gt;react&lt;/i&gt; to those assaults.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Stop   caring   what   others   think   of   you   or   how   you   are   living   your   life!  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;It is lovely when others agree with us. It is lovely when others encourage us and praise us. But that doesn’t change who we are one bit more than those who despise us, think us stupid, think us less than dirt or certainly less than they are changes us. We are who we are becoming. None of us is finished yet. None of us will ever be finished. We are constantly and continuously who we are becoming.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;The best advice I ever got about learning not to be a reactionary, a person who reacts to others rather than a person who is who you are becoming, was to allow yourself a small pause, a deep breath and a considered response before responding to anyone about anything.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Raw emotion is exciting and brings its elements of drama with it. We human beings love our drama. But thoughtful, considered interactions bring so much more. Not everything requires a response from us. Imagine that. We don’t need to counter, defend or promote ourselves, ever. Sometimes no response is better than any response.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;While one is taking that small pause and that deep breath first know that you don’t have to be right. . .about anything. . .even when you are certain you are right. Release the need to be right. In your reality you may very well be right. In the others reality you may very well not be right. See how that works. We are not coming from the same perception of who, what and where we are. Makes people want to shout angrily at each other. Makes people want to physically harm each other. Makes people want to go to war and kill each other. All just because we are seeing things from very different perspectives.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;As we choose to create our reality, consciously choose, it is best to sprinkle it liberally with &lt;i&gt;allowing&lt;/i&gt;. Allow others to be who they are. Not who you wish them to be. Not who you think they should be. Who they are. Allow yourself to be who you are, not who you think others want you to be, not some negative version of what those friends and family and perfect strangers have suggested you might be, but WHO YOU ARE. Don’t like who you think you are? Change it! For goodness sakes, change those things you don’t like about yourself. There is nothing about you that you are destined to be. There is nothing you can’t change and improve upon if you wish to. You get to choose. Pretty powerful wouldn’t you say? We get to choose.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;When you are in emotional and physical distress I would like to suggest that you use some simple techniques that might be very beneficial to you. Yogic breathing. Or belly breathing as it is often called. It is very simple. It is very effective. Anyone can do it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Take a deep breath and through your open mouth expel it with some force. Be aware of your body. As you expel this deep breath relax your shoulders, let them droop. Next take in a long slow deep breath and then slowly exhale. If you raised your shoulders or your chest while taking in this breath you will need to pay attention and practice breathing from deep in your lungs. When you take in a long, slow deep breath push your belly out, your belly should expand outwards. Might take you a few times to do this, but soon it will become second nature. When you exhale your stomach should push inward towards your spine.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center; display: block;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a41PjF6czRU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a41PjF6czRU&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Now that you have the idea of this, take in a set of three long, slow deep breaths, filling your lungs as completely as you are able. Breathe in to a count of 7. Hold that breath for a count of 7 (or as close to it as you are able) then release the breath to a count of 7 or more. Do this three times or sets. Concentrate only on what you are doing while breathing. Push the belly out on the in breath, suck the belly in on the out breath. Holding and counting. Focus on these things.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;You and your body and your emotions should be feeling a much greater calm, a bit of relaxation and general well being. You can do as many sets of 3 as you feel comfortable with. I suggest you always find a minute to do at least one set of 3 when you are stressed and distraught. It is not difficult. It doesn’t take a long time. It works wonders.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hugs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-5724119830086818219?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5724119830086818219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=5724119830086818219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/5724119830086818219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/5724119830086818219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-is-in-charge-here-by-shirl-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R_uka8sZQQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Cbbz55s9oG0/s72-c/SendLight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-8435304052658741172</id><published>2008-03-25T14:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:45:26.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R-ljW8sZQPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ti-gt4ZdzSk/s1600-h/AlecGabbitas_bnnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R-ljW8sZQPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ti-gt4ZdzSk/s320/AlecGabbitas_bnnr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181782092167069938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;With Fervour and Goodly Intent  !                         &lt;br /&gt;March 23.2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a veritable abundance of incoming energies  are we experiencing over these days of multi faceted inputs which are both  extra-ordinary and exceptionally variable in their content and overall effect  upon all of us, and beloved Mother Earth. What a month this is developing into  as the energies of the spring equinox yield forth their profound promise  of  continued rebirth and it's elements, as the Deva's and Elemental's  gambol productively and frivolously through the fauna and flora. What an amazing  sea ‘meditation' has taken place as the annual ocean cleansing has afforded the  water masses, the lakes, rivers and streams to undergo their ‘spring cleaning'  of such potent-reality allowing Poseidon, Mother Nature with Pan, the  cetaceans and waters elementals a re-birth-day to  remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The grand  Solar Wave lived up to its  exciting promise in sending forth such a knock on effect of vibrant energies  around this beautiful planet in this beautiful Solar System and Universe!  The waves of change were felt reverberating around with such a hue of majestic  splendour as wave upon wave of ever faithful light-workers globally - AND echoed  also in the universe - created such an overal effect upon the various grids and  ley-lines  around the planet. This event was divinely orchestrated and the  results are yet to be seen in the days to come as another ‘note or tone'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;resounds throughout the heavens, enjoyed and aided  by the hosts of angelics with their accompanying loving prowess and  resilience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The traditional annual event of Easter was also a  backcloth to these energy shifts and wonderments as the CELEBRATION of REBIRTH  was again positively emphasised and enjoyed by all whose focus on these days has  built a continued resultant space of sacred  energy. It is an  on-growing expansive energy of ever lighter realisation, leaving behind the old  misconceptions of dire, death and torture and the then common crucifying!  Beloved Jeshua Ben Joseph, was a way shower at those times, oft misinterpreted,  and has shown those with eyes to see, that there is no death - only rebirth,  growth and expansive eternal LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beat of ‘ten thousand drums' were also heard  resounding around the globe as the earthly tempo picked up and onwards, likening  to the planetary heartbeat pulsing forth it's rhyme and rhythm with fervour and  goodly intent. Nothing will ever be the same as all these events and others,  that are maybe not here penned, collectively have co-created and coordinated a  new template and matrix for the ever increasing light quotient to progress  in  continuing magical momentum. The magic is, was, and will be co-created  by the host's of many angels, star visitors, light-workers, star-seeds,  cetaceans, elemental deva's, flora and fuana - and Christed beings  here incarnate on Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We flex once again our spiritual muscles and  assume the role of conduits and conductors for all these incoming vibrant  energies. They will continue to caress and bless, to heal and to uplift, to  awaken and enlighten, to sort out the wheat from the chaff, to be our constant  companion throughout the ages. We are co-creating destiny. We are co-creating a  pathway for the many to follow. We are the vanguard of the fleet and as such  we allow the full force of the ‘winds of change' to fill our sails to  capacity as they billow in the heavens at full speed ahead. We are, were,  and always will be, the ones that we have been waiting  for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;(c)Alec Christos Gabbitas  England &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a title="mailto:gabbitas1@aol.com" href="mailto:gabbitas1@aol.com" target="_blank"&gt;gabbitas1@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-8435304052658741172?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8435304052658741172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=8435304052658741172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8435304052658741172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8435304052658741172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/03/with-fervour-and-goodly-intent-march-23.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R-ljW8sZQPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ti-gt4ZdzSk/s72-c/AlecGabbitas_bnnr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-6474628938861185963</id><published>2008-01-08T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:33:46.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R4QwP1pylkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1s78FLquZ9c/s1600-h/Holeman30s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R4QwP1pylkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1s78FLquZ9c/s320/Holeman30s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153296922277221954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I AM the Voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~Shirl &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM the Voice of a people.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am the Voice of gentle awakening.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am the VOICE of remembrance.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am the Voice reminding you.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am the Voice you have been waiting for.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM the Voice that speaks to your heart.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM the Voice that rekindles LOVE.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM the Voice of the ages. &lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM the Voice that calls to you.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM the Voice of your knowing.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear my Voice and you will Know.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Amazing Art and Inspiration by &lt;a href="http://www.awakenvisions.com"&gt;Danel B Holeman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-6474628938861185963?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6474628938861185963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=6474628938861185963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/6474628938861185963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/6474628938861185963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-voice-shirl-i-am-voice-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R4QwP1pylkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1s78FLquZ9c/s72-c/Holeman30s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-1339984199122354522</id><published>2008-01-07T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:51:11.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R4Lj-1pyljI/AAAAAAAAADw/tS8uMXQOlfk/s1600-h/celebration-of-determination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R4Lj-1pyljI/AAAAAAAAADw/tS8uMXQOlfk/s320/celebration-of-determination.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152931592359024178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tone of 2008. . .&lt;br /&gt;~Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it I AM not, for I AM everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is it I AM not, for I AM everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the silence there is music, it is not to hear but feel&lt;br /&gt;touching the potential. . . there arises form&lt;br /&gt;reach out your heart for it is there I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay in the sculptor's hand is but a pulse of music&lt;br /&gt;flowing through the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wait it is there, if you create it is here&lt;br /&gt;send forth the knowing and know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your tears there are oceans yet unborn&lt;br /&gt;In your words there are wings unfurled&lt;br /&gt;In you there is that which I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look not with your eyes but see with the being of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There cannot be more than this for I AM All That IS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-1339984199122354522?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1339984199122354522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=1339984199122354522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/1339984199122354522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/1339984199122354522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/01/tone-of-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R4Lj-1pyljI/AAAAAAAAADw/tS8uMXQOlfk/s72-c/celebration-of-determination.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-8820344856622873189</id><published>2008-01-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T07:19:02.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R3udMlpyliI/AAAAAAAAADo/IvISiLO0EsU/s1600-h/Alighthouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R3udMlpyliI/AAAAAAAAADo/IvISiLO0EsU/s320/Alighthouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150883438419678754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...and as such, you are here to use your light to heal,&lt;br /&gt;transform and transfigure&lt;br /&gt;anything unlike peace, love, harmony and goodwill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; That we all may have&lt;br /&gt;moments of peace&lt;br /&gt;...and more peace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Rather than impose your will upon conditions&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; of lack, disease or suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ...choose instead to think, feel and emote&lt;br /&gt;from an outcome in which&lt;br /&gt;anything unlike what is preferred&lt;br /&gt;simply does not exist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It cannot exist&lt;br /&gt;in your experience&lt;br /&gt;if you decide to&lt;br /&gt;not entertain it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; In doing so, you create&lt;br /&gt;a Quantum overlay of&lt;br /&gt;preferred possibilities &amp;amp; probable futures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You are the Light of the World&lt;br /&gt;You do not need&lt;br /&gt;the World's permission&lt;br /&gt;to shine your light&lt;br /&gt;upon the dark.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The light releases you from joining others in&lt;br /&gt;seductive, lower energy vibrations.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Use your light to simply&lt;br /&gt;transform lower energies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This is how you heal yourself&lt;br /&gt;...and the World.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This is how you create moments of peace&lt;br /&gt;...and more peace still.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Light cannot injure light.&lt;br /&gt;Light is injured by nothing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Light heals all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; In the midst of shining your light&lt;br /&gt;you are immune to lower energies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You don't heal people&lt;br /&gt;by getting them to "get it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You don't heal unwanted situations with people&lt;br /&gt;by "teaching them a lesson."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Just stand in the midst of all that you resist&lt;br /&gt;and instead of letting judgment take you over,&lt;br /&gt;put your entire focus upon the Light.&lt;br /&gt;The Light will prevail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You don't have to do&lt;br /&gt;anything more than this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Bringing peace to the World&lt;br /&gt;is what you are here to do.&lt;br /&gt;Just Shine Your Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You know where your inner&lt;br /&gt;Light switch is...&lt;br /&gt;Turn it on!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You heal and transform&lt;br /&gt;the entire World around you&lt;br /&gt;by turning ON your light!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You don't have to warn the darkness&lt;br /&gt;that you are coming&lt;br /&gt;with the light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Just Shine Your Light!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You are the Light of the World.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; And so it is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/shirlstars/AAHope.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; © 2005 Heart Productions &amp;amp; Publishing - Mary Robinson Reynolds&lt;br /&gt;(used by permission)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-8820344856622873189?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8820344856622873189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=8820344856622873189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8820344856622873189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8820344856622873189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-are-light-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/R3udMlpyliI/AAAAAAAAADo/IvISiLO0EsU/s72-c/Alighthouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-6121589699732822647</id><published>2008-01-01T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:39:56.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/Rzdxt3JYBWI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXkGM20apSs/s1600-h/footprints_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/Rzdxt3JYBWI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXkGM20apSs/s320/footprints_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131695333123294562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d8e71e8a18&amp;amp;attid=0.7&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1162fc7e92ef9e4d" align="bottom" border="0" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosmic  Reminder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As received by Gillian  MacBeth-Louthan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;==============================&lt;wbr&gt;====&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the stillness of all that you are resides the truth of  the matter, resides the truth of earth and heart. It is in within the stillness  that you will find the bioluminescent that you need to become. The Light within  the cell structure of your being shifts in luminance as a deep-water fish.  Visualize your DNA becoming bio- luminescent, glowing in the liquid center of  your cells, ebbing and flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The light that you so seek has become activated. You have  cleared the debris from the landing field of your soul and self. You have  announced to all the molecular content of your being will be light. You have  come into the center of the Universe that you represent. Slipping through the  shackles that you have worn as adornments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are the Council of She. We come from the past and the  present simultaneously. We sit at the intersection of time awaiting a doorway to  remind you that within you is both she and he, the God and the Goddess. When the  goddess (God in Us) is activated it has no gender, no specifications. The  doorways of the past now shut very quickly. You look back (hoping not to turn to  salt) to find who your were but all has been shifted the landscape has been  cleared showing a new shoreline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When You came to earth you told the universe that you were  capable, and not to worry you would get the job done. Being earthen a great  denseness befell you. Your light shifted and your contracts became a burden. In  that burden, you lost your lust. You lost your passion. You lost your drive. You  find that very little of earth fulfils you. You want to be happy in your light  work. You want to be happy in your healing work. You want to be happy in your  life, but you have lost the pizzazz. You have lost your passion. These contracts  and burdens that you carry upon your shoulders are like honey buckets from an  oriental lifetime filled with what needs to be disposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You try to birth yourself anew everyday yet no one  applauds your cosmic completions, your human revelations, and your  accomplishments. Where is the applause? Where is the acknowledgement your soul  seeks? A Great Depression has befallen the human race, a planetary sadness a  giving up before the tides turn. This energy comes from a DNA remembrance of a  time that is aligned with the three falls of Atlantis. A time when you tried so  hard to lift the world, to lift the light, to lift others to a point of safety,  and you did not succeed. Lifetime after lifetime, existence after existence you  have given yourself 100% and you have not seen the completion of the  contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We the Council of She ask you to take it to the limit one  more time. We send you comets asteroids solar flares and energies from newly  birthed stars. We sent you postcards from Sirius, from the Pleiades, from  Arcturus and Andromeda. We send you etchings from the green grass and signature  songs from the birds. We do it all for you. To keep you from giving up, for you  are the hope of the planet. You are the ones who have never given up, even  though they wanted to. In this lifetime you come to clear on a cellular level  the three falls of Atlantis. Not only earth Atlantis, but the destruction of the  star Atlantis and the energies that befell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You are going to find that the God that you have  worshiped, the God that you have bowed down to, the God that you have prayed to  is but a sectional God. You have seen known and experienced but one slice of  that pie of light. We ask you to be the captains of your ship, the master of  your soul. You are not intended to go down with the sinking ship in this  incarnation. This is the one time and the one place that you have awaited. The  universe is about to unzip its limitations and open up for you to see exactly  what needs to be birthed. The vibrations that come to you already cause  confusion within the brain. There is so many levels of communication that you  are hearing, on so many levels of light, you are seeing, on so many levels of  heart, you are experiencing, so many levels of dark that you are vanquishing all  in the same breathe, in the same day, in the same thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Each singularity that you are is divided into millions of  components. That is approximately how many components you have within each  thought. Each one of your thoughts is touching everything. Everything through  your past, everything through your blood and your family history, everything  through the stars, everything through the universe and all time all space and  all dimensions. You are the place that life intersects life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you could see the fabric of light that you come forth  from, if you could know the history around each of you, you would understand  that there is no failings, there is no shortcomings. Always you have lasted  until the last minute and never have you given up even when the universe did not  show itself to you, even when your people were not saved, even when you could  not heal your tribe, even when disaster happened. You believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;We know that you have many disappointments and angers at  the Creator. We know that sometimes you feel your prayers have not been  answered. We know that you feel as though you have been discarded and deserted,  but that cannot happen. You know that you are never alone. We ask you to take it  to the limit one more time for all that you have ever believed in and everything  that you could not prove. We are the Council of SHE. We are contained within  you, as you are contained within us. We are an ocean and you are the streams and  the creeks and the rivers and the ponds that we open our arms and our hearts to.  We ask you whenever you get tired and you want to quit earth, just think for a  moment upon creation and see it as an ocean and dive into it. Just for a little  while, lose yourself, come home. We leave you with a knowing that is stronger  then anything that you have encountered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gillian      MacBeth-Louthan&lt;br /&gt;PO box      217&lt;br /&gt;Dandridge,      Tennessee      37725-0217 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thequantumawakening.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;www.thequantumawakening.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-6121589699732822647?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6121589699732822647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=6121589699732822647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/6121589699732822647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/6121589699732822647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/11/cosmic-reminder-as-received-by-gillian.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/Rzdxt3JYBWI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXkGM20apSs/s72-c/footprints_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-6727683055854774766</id><published>2008-01-01T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T07:25:52.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RvbEz3OoHVI/AAAAAAAAACg/HLzInGyHb8E/s1600-h/spirit_flight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RvbEz3OoHVI/AAAAAAAAACg/HLzInGyHb8E/s320/spirit_flight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113490822203448658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;THROUGH THE VEIL&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        ~Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I have a memory so deeply held, so cherished, that it flows into me at odd moments -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;surprising, yet calming in it's reminder - not unlike a tree branch softly brushing against the window in a faint breeze. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes from nowhere, from no thought. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"How did I get to be this age?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Age of any kind is unknown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am is ageless Being unbounded by earth-human&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;appearances and declines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I have no will to accept this concept, this program of age, yet it seems the way of Beings here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It is not a program I wish to embrace any longer.  A great deal of what is "here" I no longer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;wish to embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There is a place. . .or a space. . .where the truth of me resides in both vitality and wisdom, and I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;would wish not for one without the other.  There is a purposeful stride, a hearty laugh and an ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;delighted search for the next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This is what I know of me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence of me seems in conflict with the physical. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I will not have it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what indistinguishable purpose do I stay?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Yes, you are what I stay for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to see the stars that gleam in your eyes, the openness of your heart, the great willingness of you to allow me into the divinely sacred place that is you.  It is for your laughter, your tears, your playfulness, the unqualified brilliance and inquisitiveness of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Above all else, it is the unmeasured love you offer to all.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be no other reason.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Each of you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the yous in my path.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is such great love for you here. . . &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless and beyond, beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Art by Josephine Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-6727683055854774766?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6727683055854774766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=6727683055854774766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/6727683055854774766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/6727683055854774766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/through-veil-shirl-its-as-if-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RvbEz3OoHVI/AAAAAAAAACg/HLzInGyHb8E/s72-c/spirit_flight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-112467962347590863</id><published>2007-10-22T02:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:02:06.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/1600/04-07-AscenttoLove2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/320/04-07-AscenttoLove1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There Is Nothing But Love&lt;br /&gt;          ~Shirl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(reposted from October 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;A Very real journey. . .come with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Standing atop a windswept mountain, I turn slowly to gather in a full circle of unobstructed view. In every direction I can see into eternity and beyond. The clouds sweep softly against the stunning blue cheeks of the sky. The wind kisses my face with a thousand, thousand touches of angel lips. My feet lift gently up off of the mother earth and I stand on the unseen rock of All That Is, mid air, wrapped in light, infused with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;My hair blows back away from my face as the wind becomes the very breath of me. My arms are thrown wide open to encompass all of creation from the endless reservoir that it is. Here above the mountain top, here aloft in the winds of change I stand to gather up all that is good and all that is love from this place called earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows through me as if I am a multi-portaled bit of porous cloth. It begins then as the acts of kindness and love of every moment, of every being everywhere, as they are gently gathered up and brought into the circle of my arms and circulated throughout the vessel that I AM in waves of overwhelming love. Small, tender, untold acts of child to elder, elder to child, stranger to stranger, family to family, friend to friend, and friend to foe. So many unknown actions except to the few, acts that have made all the difference in another's life, that have lifted the burdens for a brief moment, that have turned whole lives around, that have made one very small ripple in a life troubled by a multitude of pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;No earthly vessel can hold this love, this magnitude of amazing love, from each human on this planet. It circles through my arms and clear through me and back out into the ethers clearing and marking a path to the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I AM become a piece of everyone in this moment. I Am everyone in this moment. Love disassembles me into a million million molecules that scatter from atop the mountain to every spot within creation and beyond into every space within the stars and planets and galaxies and beyond. . . .indeed, I am become the "dust" of love scattered everywhere. . .beyond. . . and beyond, beyond. In between the molecules you will find me and you will remember the greater purpose and the smaller purposes of why I came. And I will leave with you this love gathered up, infused and dispersed back out into the timeless, immeasurable aeons. And you will know. Beyond any doubts, ever, you will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ All that I AM ~ All That IS ~ is within YOU  ~  Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Art by artist Rassouli at &lt;a href="http://www.fassouli.com/"&gt;www.rassouli.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-112467962347590863?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/112467962347590863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=112467962347590863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/112467962347590863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/112467962347590863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-is-nothing-but-love-shirl-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-115517442071876059</id><published>2007-09-22T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:55:40.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/1600/HC_AngelOfNature.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/320/HC_AngelOfNature.gif.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I AM WORTH IT, AND SO ARE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;          a biographical sketch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Some have requested some biographical information about me and my journey. At another site I participate in, it was suggested that we share our spiritual journeys with them. In that suggestion was the question of what were the turning points in our lives. I started there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As I thought about turning points, I started to laugh. I've had so many turning points that I should join the Ballet! I have settled on just a couple of them. I will have to tell you they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;seem major to me these days because I have such a wonder and appreciation for this process of allowing and encouraging us to become who we really are:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the very, very shy child that I was at 4, 5, 6, 7 and beyond, it was pretty amazing and wonderful that 7 year old me stood up in the Sunday meeting of the church I was raised in and in front of all those big people I was too shy to even say hello to, I said "I know God has a job for me to do and I can't wait to grow up and do it." Sat down quickly and hid my face in my mother's arms. Seven year old me knew something. (The job was to become the very best version of me I am able, and laugh while I do it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As a teenager, about 15, I decided that formalized prayers didn't make any sense to me, so I began just having conversations with God, unloading all the things I didn't understand or know what to do with. I talked to God just like I would talk to you, no "thees" and "thous" there. I didn't really have any expectation or thought that God would actually talk to me, but sometimes I would get a wonderful warm and peaceful feeling in my heart and it seemed like that was God telling me that He/she understood and was with me. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My spiritual journey has looked just like my life journey, and I don't think there is any difference in the two because what else am I but a spiritual being? I have been willful, stubborn, unyielding, bumbling, hard-headed, rebellious, and sometimes so outright obtuse it is hard to fathom. So you can see I had all of the stuff of a great adventurous life and journey of spirit to work with. (Big Smiles!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My strong draw to things of spirit drew me to many things, most particularly a lifelong study of religions and spiritual philosophies and concepts. It drew me to the depths of despair at times and to the heights of bliss at others. It drew me to study for the Christian Ministry, and to help establish an ecumenical Christian church that I loved, and then had to leave it. It drew me to incredible heartbreak and amazing grace to be found in the High Desert Mountains of Southern Utah, living in a tent for 4 months and having one continuous, nonstop conversation with God, the angels, and the Universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;THIS WAS A BIG TURNING POINT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;. In those beautiful mountains ( at 9,000 ft elevation) God, the angels and the Universe engaged me in conversation. I was probably taking up so much Bandwidth (computer humor here) they figured it would be best to respond in a voice or with a voice I could hear within. What I learned, and what I understood of what I learned guided me, informed me, lifted me up, healed me, and surrounded me in joy and peace. This conversation continued the entire 4 months and right on through my bumpy life. . . although I wasn't all that thrilled with the idea of "them" kicking me off my mountain. Who knows how long I might have stayed there, it was heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They let me know that although sitting on the mountain top might be my idea of a wonderful life, the growth of a being, the growth of a spirit is to be found in living the elements of my truth and doing it while interacting with the rest of the people of this planet every day. I was 33 years old and it was 1974. I had not courage enough to tell but a few others of my experiences or what I understood and learned from them, there were plenty of folks who thought I was crazy already just for living in a tent in the mountains. I had all the excuses not to talk about these experiences. And you better believe I used them liberally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At that time in my life I was still thinking, as so many of us do, that there was some sort of division between day to day life and a spiritual life. No one could accuse me of being quick to get the real concept. That didn't slap me in the head until my late 40's when a friend, who claimed, then and now , she is not very into this spiritual stuff, loaned me a book to read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HUGE TURNING POINT!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My what a perfect "accidental" event that was! It was a beautiful book by a Native American Woman that punched me in the heart, shook me awake, and brought me to tears by page 3. It was monumental in my life. I finally got it. All of life is spiritual! I finally got it. I am not my body! I finally got it. God/Great Spirit/Creator/Source (you choose) LOVES ME!!! I finally got it. I was not expected to be perfect, I was already perfect in the eyes of the Creator. Yes, I finally got it. . .or Knew it in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" id="misp_0_1" class="hm" &gt;Knower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; as I like to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;That book led me to an unquenchable hunger to learn more and more and more. I read book after book, hundreds of books over the next nearly 15 years. I lived it, breathed it, it was more important than food or air to me. Nothing else mattered. Nothing at all. I was determined to introduce myself to every book intuition led me to and to apply the knowledge that I was acquiring to my thoughts and actions. I read everything from the most Ancient of texts to the latest Channeling and "New Age" concepts. Sometimes I was really good at it. . . sometimes it just seemed I was no good at it at all. I ran, I jumped, I fell down, I tripped, I stumbled, I sometimes found myself face down on the floor sobbing and asking someone "Up There" to help me get up and to find a way to do this transformation. No matter how many times I fell, stumbled, tripped or ended up on my face on the floor, I always got up and kept on doing my best, which at times looked pretty pathetic. All through this time, I continued my conversations with Creator and the angelic entities. We were long time buddies by now. They began to speak louder and more clearly and I just figured it was the most natural thing there could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I let doubts and other people's opinions and questions get me distracted.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah, so why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; angels or Creator or an ascended Master be talking to me, eh? Some people were really quite pleased to point out to me that of ALL the people this could happen to, I was a pretty unlikely candidate (1992). I have always said I am the Least Likely Suspect. Being very human in my humanness, having made enough mistakes (opportunities) for a dozen people let alone just one rebellious, adventurous, irreverent, and downright not very perfect person like me. . .it made me wonder. Why indeed? So, in my childlike way I asked "them". . .Why would beings like you be talking to the likes of me, really, I can think of a hundred more "God-like" or spiritual people than I will ever be just off the top of my head. Why me? The reply was quick, it was unmistakable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Why not YOU? And if you didn't want to have us interact and talk with you, why have you spent so many, many years talking to us and asking us for help and understanding? All of you are "God-like", you are from your Creator, you are literally a piece of your Creator. . .do you think that God sees you as anything less than a perfect creation? And do you think you are less worthy than the angels? All are worthy. We talk to you because you have talked to us, because you seek us, and you allow the communication. There is nothing more to it than that. Everyone has the ability. We wish everyone would use it. Maybe YOU will encourage them to." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I got it.  I still get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The last turning point I will speak of now was the year 2000. In February of that year, my 95 year old mother transitioned to the angels side of the veil. Two weeks later my live in partner of 8+ years went on a trip to visit family in upstate New York and never returned. Also never told me why or resolved anything for me at all. I was going to turn 60 that Fall. I was trying my best to stay at my job 2 more years so I could retire. I had very bad arthritis in both knees and the cartilage of both knees was gone. I was in unrelenting physical pain. Dr's said knee replacement was the answer, I said no. We add to that what I had thought was my perfect partner relationship dissolved suddenly and without notice or explanation, I was in unrelenting emotional pain. I was in financial pain. I was a mess. And I was angry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you want a sample of what a fine advanced spiritual being I was at that time! I started yelling out loud as I limped through my empty house at night when I was in so much physical discomfort I could not sleep more than an hour at a time. The pain was incredible (magnified, of course by my emotional pain). I yelled at the angels, I called them out by name, every Archangel known to man and a few most don't know of, and I yelled with tears streaming down my face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This is a fine payback for me devoting every living breathing available moment for these past 15 years to the study and practice of spiritual truths! This is what I get? How can YOU do this to me? I have done the best I can, I have learned, I have grown I have been focused, sincere and dedicated. This is what I get?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We can replay these scenes over and over again because they went on regularly, night after night. (And I won't tell you all the names I called them). Finally, after six months (I told you I was stubborn) I was exhausted. I knew I had to do something. So I did. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for a Workshop.  &lt;a href="http://http//www.ronnastar.com/"&gt;Ronna Herman's&lt;/a&gt; "I AM Mastery" course. I took money I couldn't spare and I bought a plane ticket to Reno, paid for the course and I spent 4 days in this intensely focused training. (There are many reasons I chose this one, you or anyone else might find as much or more help and encouragement in some other or on your own). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;LIFE CHANGING ~ BIG TIME LIFE CHANGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Since that course 6 years ago, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;everything in my life has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; (even changed more than all the other times everything in my life changed). It was a time and place of Miracles. The 4 days I was there I was pain free, believe me that was a Miracle! I had an immediate connection to Ronna Herman, and two of the other students there were definite Soul Family members, we knew each other immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ronna brought us messages (channels) from the energy being we know as Archangel Michael, He spoke in words and phrases that are not commonly used, words and phrases I had heard privately for several years now. I was embarrassed that He was talking directly to me, but goodness knows, no one needed it more than I did. There was no doubt in my mind that was the case. We were all in tears. It was a powerful time of discovery and guidance for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It has been nothing but Miracles, laughter, Joy, and unending wonderment ever since, sprinkled liberally with an abundance of opportunity (mistakes, misunderstandings and focus corrections).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What I have learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing but love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;All is within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I AM responsible for everything in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What you give you get more of, more and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here to experience. . .so choose to experience life with great passion, Joy and Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;( Surely reading this you can see, you ALL are much better candidates for spiritual growth and advancement than I've ever been. If I am blessed so abundantly as I am. . .how much more will you be. And I'll be right there cheering you on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find the rest of the story by &lt;a href="http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Love and Hugs,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-115517442071876059?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/115517442071876059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=115517442071876059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/115517442071876059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/115517442071876059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-worth-it-and-so-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-9005507374112011401</id><published>2007-07-24T00:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:53:50.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RqWhJ92yvFI/AAAAAAAAABs/KO8DnU6Z3ww/s1600-h/Tranquility-Print-C10107857.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RqWhJ92yvFI/AAAAAAAAABs/KO8DnU6Z3ww/s320/Tranquility-Print-C10107857.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090652146407488594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Thinking About Gratitude&lt;br /&gt;~ by Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I watched "Fierce Grace" the story of Ram Daas.  It is a lovely story of a man who found his path along his journey.  I enjoyed it and while enjoying it revealed to myself some of my prejudices.  Still holding on to some of my resistance of anything that has the appearance of "religion" or structured belief.  That is so old and so not pertinent to anything of spirit.  Perhaps it is just so that I have held on to aspects of this for many lifetimes.  From another perspective, this watching of the film is a continuation of things in my awareness of late.  Seeing that all who seek spirit, who seek the validity of who they are in highest truth have process that is very similar.  That seeing for me is comfort and validation that although we may have come to it in a different way, through a different process, that in some things, some areas, we have exceeded our most extravagant expectations.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps being shown to me these past weeks that we have extraordinarily succeeded in our quest, in our seeking.  I say this with no thought of ego nor praise that we have accomplished more than others or that we have done anything that all cannot do as they choose it, or have done and continue to do.  It appears to be merely a recognition of what IS.  It is the filling up of ultimate self-love.  The love of self that is the love of all.  Being filled with pure love of self is that which expands us to pour it out on all those around us, to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As we perceive that we are unfinished masterpieces of creation, as we are sometimes acutely aware of those aspects of self that seem less than we hoped they would be, as we sometimes take note of our "faults" this self love brings forth in us the knowledge that we are divinely perfect now, just as we are.  There is nothing to chastise ourselves for, only to encourage ourselves into a place of greater grace and perfecting of all that we are becoming. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this stirs in me is amazing and overwhelming gratitude for the journey, for the discovery for all that is as it unfolds before me.  This type of gratitude only comes from a place of pure love.  And pure love only brings forth greater amounts of gratitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;My entire lifetime this time has re-written itself from a perspective of my deep abiding gratitude for all of it just as I perceived it in my experience. . .and the breathtaking change of my perspective of what it all meant and how it directed my choices and experiences.  It has all been masterful in its teaching me and guiding me towards this place of knowing.\n\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;In my close association with your hearts and beingness, I know your place of IS in this now is similar and expansive and inclusive.  Always I love to hear your stories of how it is with you.  If you care to share them with me, I am here.\n\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;Blessings and love\u003cbr\&gt;Hugs\u003cbr\&gt;Shirl\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;Ram Daas, books &amp;quot;Be Here, Now&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Still Here&amp;quot;\u003cbr\&gt;Netflix film:  Fierce Grace\u003cbr\&gt;\n",0] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire lifetime this time has re-written itself from a perspective of my deep abiding gratitude for all of it just as I perceived it in my experience. . .and the breathtaking change of my perspective of what it all meant and how it directed my choices and experiences.  It has all been masterful in its teaching me and guiding me towards this place of knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;In my association with your hearts and being-ness, I know your place of IS in this now is similar and expansive and inclusive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always I love to hear your stories of how it is with you.  If you care to share them with me, I am here. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hugs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirl&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram Daas, books "Be Here, Now" and "Still Here"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVD available at NetFlix and other rental places:  Fierce Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-9005507374112011401?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/9005507374112011401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=9005507374112011401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/9005507374112011401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/9005507374112011401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/thinking-about-gratitude-by-shirl.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RqWhJ92yvFI/AAAAAAAAABs/KO8DnU6Z3ww/s72-c/Tranquility-Print-C10107857.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-115528596146023524</id><published>2007-07-23T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:13:07.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/1600/heavenly-m.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5789/1060/320/heavenly-m.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY SOARING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ By Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is such a great day to go flying, not that I am so sure I have much ability to differentiate Sunday from all those other named days that lead or follow it into the ethers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is for certain that I can FEEL Sunday. . .and I have had whole weeks of Sunday from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Having said that, I set my windsails, perched upon the nearest spot of higher perspective and allowed the billowing colors of music and light to lift me up and into the places other than here, yet deeply within here all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Soaring was wonderful in the early hours.  Effortless.  Today's soaring was filled with a bit of quiet and wonder-amassed gentleness.  Swooshing and lifting within the music of the spheres.  As I dipped one arm or wing or sail as perceived, and circled slowly and luxuriously into the depths of an inviting energy, I was caught up quite fully and irresistibly into a whirlpool of LOVE-LIGHT.  As these things are, the whirlpool here is an upward spiral, drawing up rather than pulling down. I became a stillness in the ocean of color, sound and light that held me aloft.  Suspended in Love.  Suspended.  All things within their realm expanding and showing forth amazing beauty.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it does, my heart-soul center swelled and was filled beyond capacity with the flowing abundance of its inpouring. As it does, it spilled out and overflowed into the everywhere, splashing and showering onto and into the everyone.  The love tears made wonderful streams and waterfalls as they traced their paths down my cheeks.  Again, I thrust my arms wide open as far as they could go in order to allow it all in and to bless the overflowing cycle out to every other pilot and passenger aloft and about and beyond, especially those who haven't yet thought that they would fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Beyond language are my thoughts and words to you. . .Dance in the waterfall of Love that is pouring out to you and you will see, hear, touch, taste, feel it as I do. . .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Know that in your stunning beauty of soul/spirit/heart, you leave me filled with the blessing of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Namaste`&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-115528596146023524?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/115528596146023524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=115528596146023524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/115528596146023524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/115528596146023524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday-soaring-by-shirl-sunday-is-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-2437748431580881773</id><published>2007-07-21T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:26:32.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RqJqFt2yvEI/AAAAAAAAABk/O5MQpKQ1pvg/s1600-h/NealeDW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RqJqFt2yvEI/AAAAAAAAABk/O5MQpKQ1pvg/s320/NealeDW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089747175323384898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Neale Donald Walsch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Something for your consideration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Finding Joy in Life -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It's not about meeting the needs of your body...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;If you believe that life has anything to do -- anything at all -- with the needs or goals or accomplishments of your body, then you haven't understood anything at all about the purpose of your existence, about the reason you, a spiritual being, chose to travel through time and space with your body and dwell in the realm of physicality.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You must understand who you really are before you can begin to understand life -- or even tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when you know your true identity, and your true purpose for being here, can anything that's happening around you even begin to make sense. In the absence of this clarity, life as it is lived on the planet Earth will become totally unacceptable to do. It will make no sense at all. And you will want to reject it, to run from it, to hide from it, to pretend you have nothing to do with it, and ultimately, to abandon it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It will all seem so pointless to you. It will all seem to have no reason or purpose whatsoever, but to simply be a tangled mess of no-fun alternatives and joyless experiences and frustrating choices and impossible challenges, and you will say to yourself more than once, "what's the point?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;In these moments of deep questioning you may find yourself in such a negative place that you will even snort out the defiant lie: "I'd rather be dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Only in the presence of Awareness can the primitive existence that we are all living in this barbarian civilization begin to have any meaning, to hold any promise, to provide any comfort in a way that makes sense to our soul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So here is the truth, here is what you need to know to make some sense of it: You are not your body. Your body is something you have, it is not something you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "You" that you are, is non-physical. You are a package of energy, a singular unit of the Essential Essence of all of life. You are an expression of all and everything that life is. In spiritual terms it could be said that you are an Individuation of Divinity.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You are a Spirit. You live in two realms: the Realm of the Spiritual and the Realm of the Physical. You move between realms eternally in a process called Evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You experience life in the Realm of the Spiritual in order to know your Self, and you experience life in the Realm of the Physical in order to Experience your Self. The back-and-forth movement of your soul between realms is a journey from Knowing to Experiencing and back again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So far this is all pretty straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here comes the twist. In order to Experience your Self you must forget some of what you know about your Self. This is because if you remembered all of it, there would be no way to re-create the Experience of it. And it is the Experience of your True Self which your soul desires.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I will explain in my next commentary why forgetfulness is necessary. For now, take my word for it that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digest this feast little by little. What we have here is a meal for the Mind, nourishing your understanding. Do not try to gulp it down all at once. Do not gobble it up. Savor it, morsel by morsel. Taste its delicious flavor delicately, bite by bite. For now, allow yourself to just accept the fact that a certain kind of "selective amnesia" is part of the Process of Evolution.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;What is important for you to know, what is vital for you to understand in the early going as you explore your Reason for existing and the Reality of all of life, is that there is a much larger agenda being served here than what may be immediately apparent. That agenda has nothing to do with the desires of your body, although your body may, and will, be used in advancing that agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The agenda you are serving is the agenda of your soul. This does not mean that you can have nothing to do with the desires and the joys of physical life. Indeed, it is just the opposite. It is through experiencing the desires and the joys of physical life that the agenda of your spirit is served. Yet you cannot begin to know the joys of physical life until you stop chasing after them as if they were the Prime Agenda, the Prime Purpose, the Prime Goal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Because most people have not given up the chase, most people have given up the joys. They're resigned now to settling for simple satisfactions. They want only an end to the fear, to the struggle, to the frustration of daily existence. They seek a modicum of security and just the smallest portion of what they see that the most fortunate have. They have become bitter and angry as a result of their inability to achieve even these minimal life goals. They have joined the Great Mass of the Disaffected. They are facing, each day, a life of small sufferings (or in some cases, very large ones), and they scrape and scratch for a tiny moment of happiness here or there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This is the way it is for many people on this planet. In fact, most. Believe me, I am not exaggerating here. This is the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you have experienced life in this way yourself. Perhaps you are experiencing life in this way right now. The above description may feel a little exaggerated to you, but, by and large, it may not be so far off from your own moment-to-moment journey. And if this is not the way life is for you now, I'd venture to say that, at the very least, you know someone in your immediate circle of acquaintances who fits this description perfectly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I don't mean this to be a "downer." I'm not trying to throw tons of negative energy around here. In fact, just the opposite. I am bringing all of this up here because I want to make a larger point: Life need not be this way. Life was not intended to be this way. The reason life is this way for so many people is that there is among so many people a huge misunderstanding about the nature and function and the purpose of life itself, and who they are in relationship to that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that there is a formula that human beings can use that can and will turn their experience around. And the beginning of that formula is about coming to a place of great clarity that life has nothing to do with the body. Life has to do with the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;That is the understanding for today. Let that be Today's Reminder.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Nothing more needs to be said now. That is enough. That is a lot. It is a great deal to absorb and to embrace and to digest. So grab onto that knowledge and hold tight to that wisdom as you move through this day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop -- this very day, stop -- the incessant voice inside your head that complains about the experiences your body is not having, the pleasures your body is not enjoying, or the security your body is not feeling. And stop, as well, the endless activity of your mind, wishing for acknowledgment, that others may know who you are and how special you are and how wonderful you are and how good you are at what you do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You will have all of this. I tell you that before this lifetime is over, every one of your wishes about this will come true. And it will mean nothing to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will realize that you have been reaching for the wrong thing. Then you will understand...then, in that moment...you will know that you came here to begin with to serve the agenda of your Soul, not the agenda of your Mind or Body.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I know that all of this may seem empty to you right now -- especially if you are young. Who wants to wait for all the wisdom of life to befall you? Who wants to wait for all the wishes of youth to be granted? Who wants to go through everything that it seems we have to go through in order to achieve what the Spirit is choosing to accomplish?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Yes, yes, it takes great patience, it takes a great willingness to surrender to the process, it takes great faith, especially when you are young. For you have just come into your body, after all, a mere 18 or 25 years ago, and you are just really embarking upon your life, and you understandably want to get on with it, and experience the joy of it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Well, you can! Yes, you can! Even while you are young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom does not have to wait until you are very old. It is not the treasure only of the ancient and the aged. True wisdom may be embraced at any age, at any time, in any moment. And with the embracing of such wisdom, joy becomes possible to achieve and to experience -- yes, even in the midst of the frustration and the anger and the sufferings small and large.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So journey with me to the place within you where wisdom resides, where lasting joy is created, and where the wonder of life may be known as it was always intended to be experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me now, and I will show you the place where your heart's desires dwell, where your grandest truth lives, and where is born your most wondrous expression of Self, which can emerge through you, as you, in the most extraordinary and breathtaking way at any moment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You must believe me when I tell you there is more to life than you now know. I promise you. There is a Reason that conditions are the way they are in the appearance of things, and there is a Reality that stands apart and aside from these conditions. This series of commentaries will deal with the Reason and the Reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Someone asked me the other day, "What is Enlightenment?" Enlightenment, I told them, is joy experienced. And it can be experienced, even in the midst of the primitive life that we all live on earth. Indeed, we came to the earth to do so. We have the opportunity, because of this environment, to know and experience the bliss of entering and expressing our True Selves. On the time scale of the Universe, we are here for but a split-second. Yet even in this tiny moment, even in this smallest slice of eternity, we have ample opportunity. Such is the wonder and the glory of life. And such is the generosity and the love of God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~ NDW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Neale Donald Walsch  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="%28http://www.cwg.org%29"&gt;(&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="%28http://www.cwg.org%29"&gt;http://www.cwg.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="%28http://www.cwg.org%29"&gt;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Neale Donald Walsch is the author of the Multi-million best seller "Conversations With God" and many other books.  I think you will find a lot of interesting information on his web site.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;As always, use your own judgment as to what of this rings "true" to you.  Be open, but be wise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hugs &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-2437748431580881773?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2437748431580881773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=2437748431580881773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/2437748431580881773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/2437748431580881773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/neale-donald-walsch-something-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RqJqFt2yvEI/AAAAAAAAABk/O5MQpKQ1pvg/s72-c/NealeDW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-2967065204954467907</id><published>2007-07-14T16:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T16:27:18.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.1&amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;th=113c5fbb1ef04cf2" align="left" border="0" hspace="10" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Message  from Mike Quinsey on "Fire the Grid"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;==========================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I only occasionally send  you messages that you have not subscribed to, but I make an exception for one  contained in the videos listed below. There have been a number of messages  already this month about &lt;strong&gt;"Fire the Grid"&lt;/strong&gt; which is to take place  at &lt;strong&gt;11.11 GMT on 17th July 2007&lt;/strong&gt;. In my own messages the emphasis  has been on how important this month is, and reference made to it "being one  that will be looked back upon as a major turning point" (Diane 07.02.07). I only  had to listen to the first video to know that Shelley Yates is a great soul, who  has spent her tragic life for this particular important moment in time. I was  absolutely riveted to her message, and every word carried an energy that told me  that this dear soul is so honest and loving. She was clearly inspired, and I  have not been so excited for a long time at the message she gave. It was dynamic  and powerful with a clear instruction as to what each individual can do to "Fire  the Grid".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the time that we can exercise&lt;strong&gt; our  own power to determine the future of Mankind&lt;/strong&gt;. So many times our friends  in Spirit/Space have told us of the power of thought, particularly when many  souls come together in a common cause. &lt;strong&gt;The 17th July will be our day,  and the first of many when we shall take back our sovereignty, our dignity and  freedom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","In Love and Light, \n\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;Mike\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cstrong\&gt;Shelly Yates videos on \n&amp;quot;You Tube&amp;quot; (8 Parts):\u003cbr\&gt;\u003c/strong\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\"\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.youtube.com/watch?v\u003dcqUAluDvuU4\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v\u003dcqUAluDvuU4\u003c/a\&gt; 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 //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;In Love and Light,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqUAluDvuU4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqUAluDvuU4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part one. . .the links to all 8 parts are below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shelly Yates videos on  "You Tube" (8 Parts):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqUAluDvuU4" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqUAluDvuU4&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVhVCsv56kg" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVhVCsv56kg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsqOZUmaECY" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsqOZUmaECY&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzrPCGP60As" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzrPCGP60As&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66zQg0v_gn4" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66zQg0v_gn4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_6ajmdt39A" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_6ajmdt39A&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWtJncxNeLI" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWtJncxNeLI&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2sR8DWTD3U" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2sR8DWTD3U&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-2967065204954467907?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2967065204954467907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=2967065204954467907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/2967065204954467907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/2967065204954467907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/message-from-mike-quinsey-on-fire-grid.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-3311118175086354966</id><published>2007-06-26T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:58:22.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RoFvdCnqR5I/AAAAAAAAABU/ikNta3lnKro/s1600-h/rainbow_girl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RoFvdCnqR5I/AAAAAAAAABU/ikNta3lnKro/s320/rainbow_girl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080464399360739218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Come Fly With Me&lt;br /&gt;~Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I have invited you all to come soaring into the universe with me. . .if you wish to come along now, please do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;We are just going to the top of that lovely mountain over there.  Yes, that beautiful one you see.  The purpose of our going there is just to get the grand view of things.  And as you envision us there on the mountain top you are aware that it took no effort or skill to get here.  There was no climbing or traveling of the physical body necessary to come here.  Wonderful how that works, isn't it.  Just a delightful pulse of the universe and here we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Let me point out some things of interest to you from our higher vantage point.  Look first at the blueness of the sky and the wispyness of the white clouds that have no concern how they display themselves in the sky as they move on the currents of wind.  There is an energy there in the clouds and the sky, bathed in the brilliance of a sun drenched canvas, breath it in, let it permeate your being fully.  And what is it that it feels like to you?  And in taking in that feeling are you not aware of your gratitude and appreciation of its beauty and energy?  Of course you are.  Hold on to and expand that feeling of appreciation.  We are going to take it with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The mountains fall away to the forests, valleys and lakes.  Aren't they magnificent in their beauty.  Don't they fill us up with a joy and feeling of appreciation?  Then let us expand that feeling again and take it with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Even in our cities and crowded places there are many things of beauty to behold.  Let us look at them in that way.  Let us appreciate the structures and active movements that are contained within our cities. All the things that these concentrations of buildings and peoples afford us and bring to our experience, let us appreciate the best of what they offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Look around at the throngs of people.  Aren't they amazingly magnificent in their going through of their day to days?  There they are, regardless of what their personal circumstance may be, doing their best to live within their space of the life and reality they have created for themselves.  The variety and diversity of humans is phenomenal.  They bring us so many gifts, even if the gift they bring is showing us what we don't want to experience so we have a more clear and focused picture of what we do wish to experience instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Regardless of what perspective we are currently choosing to view things from, we will absolutely see and experience what we focus on.   We can look around us and see pain, suffering, anger, deceit, despair,or we can choose to see and focus upon all that is the best presentation of humans.  The generosity, the kindness, the helpfulness, the love, the caring, the outstretched hand offered to another, the laughter of children, the joy of accomplishment, the beauty of each and every one, we can choose these things as our focus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;We will see and experience exactly what we focus on.  And when you focus on the inherent goodness and love and beauty you will begin to feel the deep gratitude of that experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So our "flight" today has been about gratitude.  About appreciation.  Seeing everything around us a gift of great value and import.  And at some point, if you choose it, you will be absolutely overwhelmed by your gratitude, just as I am today.  Focus on it, it will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It is so delicious and so amazing in its filling up of our being, I encourage you to use your gratitude every chance you get.  If you look for things to appreciate, you will find them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am grateful you came along with me today.  You restore my faith and trust in all that is around and a part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Blessings and hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-3311118175086354966?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3311118175086354966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=3311118175086354966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/3311118175086354966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/3311118175086354966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/06/come-fly-with-me-shirl-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RoFvdCnqR5I/AAAAAAAAABU/ikNta3lnKro/s72-c/rainbow_girl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-164604841492536604</id><published>2007-06-23T16:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:08:33.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Kb9Ti71n5s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Kb9Ti71n5s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes music says it better than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;Shirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-164604841492536604?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/164604841492536604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=164604841492536604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/164604841492536604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/164604841492536604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-music-says-it-better-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-4968302495204649255</id><published>2007-05-29T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T13:00:17.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Change.&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHANGES.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/shirlstars/before_the_storm_800.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;That's the perspective I've been wandering through for a space of time of late.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There is some commonly accepted thought that many if not most are very resistant to change. It is an interesting concept, as it suggests that one is or might be resistant to growth. I wonder sometimes why any would be resistant to growth and expansion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;As short and comparatively small a word as "change" is, it is ultimately powerful. It comes to us in many guises and many differing proportions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Change can as easily tip-toe in quietly, even unnoticed for a time just as it can come roaring in on a Tsunami strength of overwhelming capacity. It comes to each of us in all the differing ways it is capable of and we either pay attention to it or we choose to ignore it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I had a thought to compare my reaction to something today to something just a few short weeks or months ago that was very similar in appearance. It was quite stunning for me to recognize the vastness in the difference of my reactions. Very telling it was and very encouraging as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It is my perception that everything we do here in this lifetime is about change, is about reaching to become something more than we perceive we are. Perhaps more importantly, about changing our perceptions about the experiences of our lives and how we choose to let them affect us. Where we "stand" at any given moment always colors and affects our view of everything. We can choose to stand at the curbside and forever view things from there, or we can follow a path that leads us to an ever higher, bigger perspective. It is truly our choice of where and how we wish to look at things. And it is never too late to choose.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;For me, change has been the most welcome and exciting part of my life. Oh, and it is certain that some of the changes I chose did not feel so good to me at the time, but every time I reached a "higher viewpoint" it has become clearly obvious how much such experiences helped me grow and move forward. I cannot imagine wanting to choose a life that does not bring forth growth and expansion. I cannot imagine a life without consciously seeking change. It is how I learned to love and above all else, I cannot imagine a life without LOVE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;How is it with you these days?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;May it be blessed and love-filled and ringing with laughter!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Shirl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-4968302495204649255?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4968302495204649255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=4968302495204649255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/4968302495204649255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/4968302495204649255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/05/change.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-2051015401911579237</id><published>2007-05-28T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:06:21.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-NRriHlLUk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-NRriHlLUk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-2051015401911579237?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2051015401911579237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=2051015401911579237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/2051015401911579237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/2051015401911579237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-1383075814845866623</id><published>2007-04-08T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:58:34.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RhmBbQx6awI/AAAAAAAAABM/aZ9QGHniyw0/s1600-h/centralparkNewYork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RhmBbQx6awI/AAAAAAAAABM/aZ9QGHniyw0/s320/centralparkNewYork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051210762433489666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It Was Early Spring. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~Shirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;New York City, the Isle of Manhattan. New York is beautiful in the Spring, trees are blooming, Central Park is amazing with its small rolling hills and ponds and trees, bushes and flowers blooming. There is a promise in the air, something not often felt or even noticed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;In that Spring of 1964 it was a quiet Sunday morning as I took the bus ride to a part of Manhattan I was unfamiliar with. When I stepped off the bus, there was a building across the street bearing the address I had been given. It was an unremarkable building in the architectural sense, a building maybe only 3 or so stories high in a neighborhood that looked to be mostly residential. I double checked the address with the slip of paper I held in my hand. This was it. I was a little nervous. My 24 year old self here in the BIG city alone, in unfamiliar territory. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I checked my watch. I was a bit early. Better to be early than late. I crossed the street, entered the building, walked up a flight of wide entry stairs and into the hall. It was a good sized room, probably could hold a hundred to two hundred folks. It was laid out with rows of folding chairs with a nice wide aisle down the middle. There was a lectern in the front center, facing out to the lines of neatly placed chairs. To the right of the lectern as I looked at it was a piano. Not a beautiful fancy shinning piano, a piano well used with the dings and marks of bumps from many years of use.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There were a few people walking around in the room, busy at some preparatory tasks here and there. There were a small handful scattered about in some of the seats. As I was walking towards a far too large selection of empty chairs, I made a decision of which I would sit in and went directly to it. At that same moment, a young man, maybe in his thirties walked quietly up to the piano, silently moved the seat back to accommodate the length of his legs and began to play. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Debussy’s Claire De Lune. A stillness and a silence, save for the beautifully haunting sounds of this music settled in over everyone and everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I sat transfixed, enveloped in music so clearly other worldly, so not of this earth, so heavenly that tears formed in my eyes. I certainly had heard Claire De Lune many times, played at Symphonies, in concerts, often by very famous and acclaimed pianists. But I had never heard or felt Claire De Lune played like this before. The music became a living thing that transcended all else in existence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I don’t know when this extraordinary master of piano ended this piece. I don’t know who he was. I don’t know when the chairs filled up with people. I do not know what was said that Sunday morning in that church service. I do not know if anyone spoke. I don’t remember leaving there or when or how I got back to my place. But in 43 years I have never forgotten that Sunday experience of Claire De Lune. I can hear it yet if I close my eyes and listen. . . .it is forever embedded within the very cells of my body.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Enjoy this day whether you celebrate it in any particular way or not, it is a gift.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I wish you all Claire De Lune today. . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKd0VII-l3A"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Listen Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-1383075814845866623?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1383075814845866623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=1383075814845866623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/1383075814845866623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/1383075814845866623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-was-early-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RhmBbQx6awI/AAAAAAAAABM/aZ9QGHniyw0/s72-c/centralparkNewYork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13803807.post-8350828764124163951</id><published>2007-03-03T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T23:25:54.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RepmKv5TW0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vA78hMd3TFI/s1600-h/Abutterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RepmKv5TW0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vA78hMd3TFI/s320/Abutterfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037951468008856386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allow Yourself to Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~by Shirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I like the metaphor of the crawdads in the bucket. . .in a bucket full of crawdads if anyone of them is able to climb up and is within striking distance of getting out of the bucket, the rest of the crawdads will pull them back down. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The conventional wisdom in our culture is to do everything possible to dissuade someone with dreams of soaring beyond the "ordinary" or "acceptable" by any means possible. Others do not encourage or assist you in your dreams, usually. They want to keep you in the bucket.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;As I see it, most people are so frightened of being "different", so frightened of the thing called "failure," that they sit at the bottom of the mountain and feel helpless, unfulfilled, alone, and disillusioned. Dr Wayne Dyer gives a great illustration about this. Think back to your days as a small child. For most of us, we were encouraged to take our first steps, to form words, to make sentences from words, to try new things. We were constantly told we could do it and supported and endlessly encouraged to do "it." Of course you can learn to ride a bicycle. . .just keep trying. . .etc. Then somewhere about 8,9 or 10 years old there is a sudden and abrupt change. Very suddenly it seems, we are told we cannot reach out for this or that, we musn't have big dreams, we can't do things beyond the ordinary and acceptable. As we grow into our teen years this reinforcement of "can't" becomes stronger and stronger. So we are trained into our belief system of what we can or cannot do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I think family, friends and the others in our lives mean well. They want to protect us from possible painful experiences. They want us not to be disappointed or to get "hurt." But in truth, that is what experience is about. When we reach out to experience life we then have the opportunity to choose how we will perceive the experiences, and what we will choose to do with the results.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;To really LIVE life, you must participate, and the more whole-heartedly you are willing to participate the greater the experience will be. There is nothing wrong about any of these experiences. We may have hoped for a different outcome, but it is not wrong that we didn't experience it the way we had hoped.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;If we can get ourselves to a place where we let go of our expectations, have no agenda other than to experience the experience and fill it with our intent that it directs us to a higher and better version of self, then we begin to see how life can be a constant joy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There is also the understanding that it is okay to change your mind. I know I personally got a lot of negative feed back from others when I changed my mind about things. But there is nothing wrong with that. Each person holds what they think is the "right" way to progress through life and many tie themselves securely to the conventional wisdom of the times. It is a very limiting way to live.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Dreams may be small or apparently impossibly large, but nothing is created or manifested in our lives that we don't first hold within our thoughts as potential. So dream, and continue to dream, and intersperse your own wisdom and knowledge within those dreams. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Blessings and hugs&lt;br /&gt;Shirl &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13803807-8350828764124163951?l=mattersofspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8350828764124163951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13803807&amp;postID=8350828764124163951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8350828764124163951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13803807/posts/default/8350828764124163951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattersofspirit.blogspot.com/2007/03/allow-yourself-to-believe-by-shirl-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821335893587681812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06604516631601869452'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FX14vQgqRaM/RepmKv5TW0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vA78hMd3TFI/s72-c/Abutterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>