The morning that I read that I got warm chills...I inner-knew I was reading my own journal, that this was God intervening in my life in my behalf...assuring me I was heading in the right direction through my flash awakenings.
It was but a day or so later that I touched the hem. My mustard seed of faith shutter-flashed...and It was enough. Consciously, I search no more...spiritually, life is a search.
In the next few days, to the outer ear my shares have been weak, bumbling...green! Whoa...a whole new level of conscious thought and raised consciousness arm-wrestling, or, better, seeking to kiss and make up.
From my eyebrows up, high gear is revving, looking to take command, but my heart and my Soul are peaced...I let it be. My mustard seed is guided, I trust and follow.
What a journey!...and that flips me back to the day when it was, "What a trip!" A whole 'nother meaning. That, too, got me where I need to be. Here. Right here. Right Now.
I know what I know with all else available within me as I become ready...whether I know it or not. I love a paradox.
Thank you.
Blinding Flash just now: Consciousness if not personal, it is Universal. These new levels of consciousness are not personal to me but are from God, necessary to bring it back Home, One-d, to flow on for others. Thank you.
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