What is holding you back?
Weighing you down?
Could it be something about which you aren’t consciously aware?
Unseen?
Just because you cannot see it or articulate the feelings, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.
You have to believe – to thine own self be true.
I didn’t rail against society and its conventional standards. I longed to be seen as ‘normal’. My valiant attempts to ‘change’ and be like ‘them’ never worked.
I stood out.
I stood apart.
I wasn’t unpopular – I just never fit in.
Fitting in didn’t feel like a good fit.
Is it truly that simple? I think not, as we are complex creatures with a will of our own. And we get to choose how we nourish our body, mind and spirit.
The question is – are you nourishing anger, irritability and fear or are you nourishing sensibility and love?
(A message authored by my Spirit Support Team.)
Is it really that simple? For the most part, yes it is! It’s all up to you – really. If you believe – you will receive.
What’s the difference between wishing and hoping and thinking and praying, planning and dreaming and simply believing?
Who is that voice inside of you? The voice that assures you all is well and will be well?
There clearly is a sense of urgency underfoot and it’s not the least bit fueled by fear.
It is not fear – it is urgency – and there is a difference.
I think you know what I’m talking about…
That gripping, paralyzing fear which strips you of your senses and prevents you from taking that courageous step forward.
Together we are creating controversial conversation and that is awesome!
Due to the recent uptick in questions from those curious about God’s position on speaking with our dearly departed, I have decided to reprint a article from my column “Yes My Dear We Can Talk to the Dead… Allow Me to Bring Your Loved Ones Through” which was printed in August, 2010;
I recently accompanied my father to the funeral of his long time friend, which was not a new experience for me. As a card carrying member of the baby boomer generation, I have certainly attended many funeral Masses in my lifetime. The homily during this particular Mass moved me unlike ever before, as the priest spoke of immortality.
