Getting to Know My Higher Self

Maybe we are just like children. Maybe we only think we have 'grown up', and we are exactly like children. Perhaps we absorb information just like children do. Maybe I feel more like a kid now than I have in a long time, and something tells me this is related to getting to know my Higher Self. This moment on the timeline in my life is one of surrender and connection to Spirit. Allowing my Self to really be present. Just like children do, until a pattern of experiences, usually involving 'grown ups' takes a toll on the innocence of pure expression and confidence. Getting to know my Higher Self started like most relationships I have had. First it was like we didn't know each other, strangers even. Even though we have always been connected, One. Sometimes it felt my Higher Self was a person I had to look for, to find somewhere else, other than where I was. So the journey was one of blood, sweat and tears, literally. As I began to accept the reality and existence of a greater power in my life and in the world ...that idea grew and grew...sometimes slowly...and sometimes very quickly. Throughout life there were and are moments that with extreme peace, forgiveness, love or anger, I was beginning to remember this connection with the most important part of me and of everything. Eventually a sensation became more and more obvious...earlier in life I would feel it in my belly area when I would make a choice not in my highest accord, or a choice that was so joyfully fulfilling. I knew this feeling was coming from a special 'place', lovingly sending messages or reminders of the path that I chose before being born. As time past this feeling began to rise in to my chest area and it could feel gentle pulls, or tugs, on my heart in moments of space where this special place wanted to get my attention for one reason or another. Until slowly and steadily my heart space began to transform/ or reframe in to an open temple. This happening called me to be mindful, oh so mindful of my actions and their impact on life in all areas. This calling, this pulling this opening was like a bird calling its mother from the nest to say it was hungry and wanted her to come home sweet home. The re-framing or transforming of the heart space in to an open temple was very profound in my experience of it. There are many experiences, painful and compassionate, that I now have sincere gratitude towards for their involvement in the mending of this connection. I am thankful for all of these life experiences, emotions and moments that brought me closer to the reunion with my Higher Self. As the feeling moved on from my heart/chest space, it knew where it needed to go even before the next awakenings or stories played out. moving up through the body temple now to pause for a moment in the throat and mouth areas with more lessons and messages. Sing your heart out...love in this space with your voice...breathe. In a way, these words were carefully and firmly whispered in to my temple. I began to call in this Higher being now just as it had been calling me for so many years, consistently spritzing the consciousness in my body to refresh and revitalize. Pray more, prayer harder and softer, dance more, smile more sing more...the whispers continued like chants and the drum was my heart. The third eye began to see and clarity was my blessing. Celebrating and exploring this newness daily, the connection was becoming more and more real. Days and months past, each carrying special learning eggs. Until the moment came and with breath a fountain poured out from the top of my head, light flooding in and all around up to and from this Higher Self <3

She is so lovely . She loves to dance, learn, laugh and love all things. She has a spirit of a child, a dolphin and a glorious Mother all at once. I love her dearly and each breath we are connected. yay!

I am a being of love

The truth is. I AM THAT I AM.
I am a mirror of the truth of existence and love with no boundaries. I am a mirror of you.
Live with this knowing. Be truthful with thyself, else you shan't experience truth and love, nor true love with another.

As I am peaceful, I am set free.
I am set free.
I am free.

I love you Yoniverse!

Jazz

She stood there looking like the moon, hung graciously and lit up. The glow of a radiant flower. I love you, the painter said, as she sips some wine. Lips red and soft, fancy velvet dress. Sip. Sip.
She thanked him for the dance and they walked together. Away from the village in to the dark medow brook...hot and damp. They walked whispering breaths. Depths of their graves, so brave and radiant.

How does love serve me?

I have written about purpose. I have thought about purpose. I asked myself what role does love play my life? What is the purpose of keeping love around? How does love serve me? What is it about love that I love some much? I believe, I know, that feeling love allows me to open and grow. I see this in how my daughter responds to love and how I in return am impacted by her sharing her love with me. Love, when exchanged or shared is fueled and becomes bigger and stronger in the hearts of those involved and in the whole world. I believe that anything shared is shared with the world. If food is shared, that act of abundance and consideration is then shared with those involved and possible those who happen to notice. Then that experience is carried on in those inspired individuals and the abundance and caring continues on. The same goes for littering and preserving, gardening and shopping, buying and building...and on and on. What I share with my daughter today, in thoughts, words or actions, she will share with others in her life, and her children will share what they observe in her. What I share with myself I share with the world. If I allow a news station or website to share a scary or uplifting story with me, my emotional response to that story will carry on in my conversations and interactions. If I share with myself the thought that I am beautiful I will feel good and that will make others feel beautiful or inspired just by being around me. There is always a shared impact when it comes the the things we take in and experience. I am grateful for all of the love that has ever been given to me or to anyone else in the world...keep it coming and going! Newton has laws of Motion, and God has laws of EMOTION :)

Things of Purpose

I am writing thoughts that have recently come to me and that will come to me as I write. In the present moment 'things of purpose' is resonating, strongly. I am reaching in to myself with bold truth and asking what is the meaning of purpose in my life. For that matter, what is the meaning of purpose in my relationships, or in the things I have in my home space, or for the feelings or responses in my life. Purpose. What is purpose? I am sure there are definitions out there; obviously there are. I am going to stick with what purpose means for me and how it is playing a role in my life lesson right now. I started this thought process by pondering a specific relationship in my life and the purpose in that relationship. Or more so, what is the purpose of purpose in this relationship. Is there a purpose. Regarding the relationship, do we both relate when it comes to having purpose between one another. I value core truth in my interaction and relationships with others. In this particular relationship, I feel the purpose has been lost in a way. I feel that this is so because I do not sense a connection, or a true relating when I interact with this person. I may have even filled in the role of purpose with another person. So in other words, I am using another person as the purpose to relate to this individual. There was a time in this relationship that the purpose created fun and adventure, and even a shared love in feelings and activities. At the time that the experience of purpose was fun and living adventurously, I did not ask what I am asking now. I did not ask what the purpose of the purpose in our relationship was. Instead, I just let the experience take its course, without hesitation or observation. So like a relationship with anything else in life, such as a relationship to a car, or home or ice cream or a dog, anything, it continued until the purpose either was defined even more or was missing in action/misplaced....in this case the later. This is a realization that I am grateful for. So I can now take an inventory of all that is in my experience right now and the purpose, and for that matter all that is in ME and the purpose. In my soul. In my dreams. In my thoughts. I feel that for the things/people/places in my life that have changed in purpose, there was a destiny that played out in time. Sometimes it was a challenge to accept the destiny, and sometimes it was my choice or action that created the change. What was the purpose of us coming together? What is the purpose of me and this person to remain connected or to relate? What role does the purpose play in my life now and moving forward? I will get to respond to these questions and in this situation I feel it will be a choice in creating a change for this relationship to take its destined path. My purpose for relationships, which is what I believe the God in me and in all things intends for me, is to add to the joy in my life and theirs, and to give feedback in order to grow and blossom the gardens of love that God gave us to tend to. God gave us friendship so that we could help each other and become all the beauty and health intended by God. I will ask myself, regarding the relationships I have with the people/places/things in my life: Does this relationship nourish all gardens involved?

More thoughts related to purpose. I was thinking about bridges....to be cont.