In the beauty of life dreams and make believe are reality. Dare to feel. Dare to think. Dare to be.
You are given what you can shoulder. Only shown what you need to see. In a moment… a day… a year… or two lifetimes, if it takes. Hard heads make make for soft a ass. We’re all bound to make mistakes. But maybe lifetime three or maybe four, you recall a dream to an open door. Once you awake. You can not forget. The you-you saw. The you-you met. You know for certain you’ve been here before and that our Creator made you for so much more.
So, you know how you get the perfect message at the perfect moment? Well this happened to me today. My son Jac, who I’ve already disposed to my readers, he’s in prison… well he sent me a card today I’m going to share with ya’ll the inspirational message in this card.
For those of you who believe in the ” middle child syndrome “it’s garbage! I have five children and I am the Closest with the my three middle children. Their ages are almost 24; as of next month, 22,and and 20. We talk every day, or at least every other day, even with my 22year old being in prison, we do not let this stop our communication.
The card. Feeling a bit… neutral in my goal settings, so to speak… I receive a card from my son Jac whose in prison. He’s also my third child. My premature son, born at 27,in a half weeks due to placenta previa, 3lbs 12,in in a half ounces. We have a sort of connection.
So I get this card unexpectedly that says: ” Through you God brings so much love, life, and fun to the world…
How can I thank God for enough for you.
Then he wrote in the card…
Mom never give up on your dreams! Know all of your good work is noticed and the Universe will give back. Keep on pushing!
Mom. You continue to give me hope, love, joy, laughter, and the will to persevere through all! You make me proud… Dear mom, you’ve given and given some more all your life; and all of mine. You’ve sacrificed. You’ve loved, cared, and supported us all daily. Now love yourself! Chase your dreams! Keep making me proud, mamma! I love, love, love you mamma. More than you know! Jac😀
I have been in a place that I’ve been having a hard time trying to describe as of late; Some would call it writers block, if I were a writer, but it is bigger than this. what I do know is it’s not my faith… no matter what I go through in life; how many tribulations and trials I’ve weathered, faith is the one thing I can honestly say remains. The unmistakable knowingness of this too will pass. That the Universe and the great Creator has a unique plan for me and that all will be well and it has.
Here’s the thing. I’m also a huge believer in that our Universe answers those things we manifest; whether positive, negative, or neutral in our thoughts, desires, actions, or our abilities to manifest those things we truly want for our highest good.
The thing is; is where my issue lies as of the current. I know that in order to have the Universe fulfill these desired goals; they need to be clear, specific, and detailed. Believe… and Receive..
I cannot seem to cohesively harness my dream, my desire, my goal.
I know my life’s plan. I know that I am here to help spread unconditional love to the people I come in contact with. I am also here to help through the spreading of unconditional love, usher our world forward. I am a Spiritual Minister; a Empath, a Reiki practitioner, and Teacher, I am also a learning Shaman. And so much more… I go and study and learn where and what God leads me, and blesses for me and I will continue to do so. ( Faith led)
Not being able to describe in detail my inner goals and truest desires to help manifest my highest good to the Universe leaves me feeling like i’m just… I don’t know? How can I have the Universe bless me, if it doesn’t know what it is that I want, because I don’t even know? When I am consulting, or counseling with other human hearts, this is one of the main steps I help them lock down. How our minds are always at work, and how to make sure their working in our best interest by thinking positively. The Universe is always listening wanting to give you the best, but it gives you what you ask for, what you put out, is what you get back. I know these things.
Hence I’m so cognizant of this fact that I am left in this neutral phase, due to not being able to describe what it is I truly want.
I am existing!
Has anyone experienced this before?
Does anyone have any advice, or thoughts about how to get through this, or what it’s about?
From my heart to yours V.
Having a heck of a day. First off, I am tossing around in my head if the word is ” pressers, or pressors, ) ha, ha never mind ,autocorrect strikes again. Lol. So anywho… the real conundrum
Does anyone know how hem a dress without sewing it… and ha,ha,ha, taking it in for alterations? It’s about 2in. Too long, it’s a black formal gown slip gown, with the black chiffon esk slip over lay? Help, have to wear it tomorrow? All diy ideas are welcome?
Three pounds twelve ounces at twenty- seven weeks
Is how you entered this world, being cut from within me
So fragile, so small, hooked to all sorts of wires and I.V’s
They flew you out that very day explaining
They delivered you, to save me
I was not worried. I did not cry.
I touched your hand and said goodbye.
I had a knowledge you’d be okay
Because you fought so hard to stay alive that day
Fast forward throughout these years, almost twenty-two
Every one of your greatest achievements
Each great mistake too
JAC. MY THIRD BORN, LET ME SAY.
There’s always, always going to be a fork in the road
In life, you must choose a path, you can’t simply fold
You’re created to change this world don’t let prison define you
Your body is behind the bars, not your mind, don’t let them confine you.
From my heart to yours