There...more proof to me that resist not evil is the pearl beyond price. Which has a hard time gathering believers, but to me, the word evil is the prankster. We hear the word, and fear shoves its way to the front of our mind. Which, of course, we resist.
I think of resistance as denial of God's will. Face it, whatever is happening...I mean whatever...God is fully aware of it. Doesn't cause it...the Ukraine is not his party...but he is aware of it. How else can it be healed? And it will be healed.
But that's way above my smarts...I've got my potential Ukraine going on in my head right now. The past few weeks, my life has seemed to be at sixes and sevens. The good news is that I have met each apparent problem not with self-will but with help from mentor, friends and God.
This is not new...what is new is that I have gone there first, without conscious thought, no self-prodding to do the right thing. The cause to smile is that made me so nervous, I had to check me out...several times...to be sure I wasn't into magical thinking.
I came to accept if this is magical thinking, so be it. As long as I stay focused on the Father within, it matters not if it is magical thinking or all my angels toting me, I know I am headed in the right direction.
I am purely grateful that my journey continues on its rough and rutted road...the rougher it gets to my reasoning mind, the deeper my consciousness dives to a higher plane.
And again, I hear, Cling to nothing, fly.
Thank you.
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