Tuesday 30 August 2011

the first

A beautiful young man suggested a blog. I like writing so that is a great idea. One problem, I feel exposed in facebook land. Solution; I am anonymous here. So here I am. I feel this is a good idea if only for me to write how I feel, what I want and need to do to move forward and to see it there in black and white or sepia.

This past few month have been amazing. I have found a new sense of purpose and a real feeling that I can achieve what ever I want in this life. 'Whatever you shall ask in prayer believing you shall achieve' I know vaguely why I am here... I see around me people with the gift of music, I get jealous, I want to be admired and adored for my talents like them. There is one difference from them to me, it is their path and not mine. I always thought I was lazy in that respect but now I know. I am being guided elsewhere. Whatever little ego boost I can have there is nothing in comparison to the self fulfillment I will achieve when I work hard towards my goals and get to exactly where I am supposed to be. Every single thing that happened me so far has brought me here. I thank every little thing, the good and especially the bad.

Archangel Michael popped out twice yesterday to tell me he's helping me along the way too. What can I do to help myself? Meditate. Today is a simple day. Meditate, friends, nature, food, medicine for my soul and sleep early and if I can do something good for someone else in this day that would be great.

Two miracles happened yesterday. Myself and a friend had a little spiritual meeting. We went to a beautiful quiet room with a lovely orange easy atmosphere in it. Lit candles and incense and said a prayer, read something inspirational and shared our feelings and thoughts. When we were finished we both thought of two lost but beautiful souls. We asked God or whoever to keep them safe yesterday and to help them out of their pain. Throughout the day each of us happened to get in contact with the one we had prayed for! One was very co-incidental one was a little contrived. However the result was an arm outstretched and a glimmer of hope to be used again and again until the hope turns turns into freedom. Nothing happens by mistake in this world.