Dear Friend,

In which you become my pen pal

Sep 15, 2023

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As I mentioned on Sunday, I’ve come up with a fun new way to share all the wisdom I’m gathering in my on-going personal training as a Mystic. I’ve always desired a pen-pal, but nothing ever came of that desire. At least, not until now. While prepping for this weeks message I realized mid-stride that you, my dear reader, could be that friend, no postage stamp required. Below is the start of my Dear Friend letters. May their words reach your heart, and if you are so inspired, please, please, please, comment. I would love to hear your thoughts and have a real conversation about all things human and spiritual.

Dear Friend,

I hope this letter finds you well. I know it’s been a while since we talked, however I’m recommitting myself to sharing my thoughts more freely in hopes of helping you find some clarity with all that is going on in your world.

You might remember last note how I mentioned that I’ve come to the understanding and acceptance that every cell in my body contains a tiny molecule of Spirit. Also that my thoughts are a direction mainline to the divinity of each moment. Well, I’m taking the idea one step further. I’m so excited to share this with someone, thanks for being that source of delight.

Let me set the scene: I’m on my morning walk, it’s dark, the moon is just a sliver over the horizon and I’m doing my normal blessings routine. Giving thanks, praying for direction of thoughts, sending love to others- you know my thing I do. Anyway, I’m rounding the path in a particularly dark section of the walk and the dogs hear something and stop moving. Leashes, darkness, and sudden stops don’t really mix well so I nearly trip. Heart racing, ears on alert, I try to hear the infraction that created this traffic jam. Nothing. So I get us going again but they won’t budge. Something is there and they want to use caution. Irritated I pause and look/listen some more, still nothing. So I look up at the stars and begin to say a silent prayer for patience when I’m hit with a lighting bolt of a thought.

Why can’t I pause when I need more information before rushing headlong into the unknown?

This thought led to many others and finally to the one I’m writing to you about today. Utilizing the idea that Spirit is contained within- both body and mind- and is a bi-product of all that I do, then the choices I make are a direct reflection in how I view the indwelling Spirit.

For example, any time I have a negative thought that minimizes my success, or eat food that makes my body sick, or expose myself to ideas or concepts that create fear inside me, I’m indirectly negating my trust and faith in the Spirit that created me. Like wise, when I honor my intuition, follow my body cues, remove myself from that which doesn’t serve me, I’m showing Spirit that I honor and care for our connection.

My body is a temple that holds my soul, yes, but also, it’s a temple for the very being that created All.

If my body is divine then I need to make choices to honor that divinity. I realize this seems a bit beyond the norms of thinking. I get it. However, inside me, I feel the truth of it. Nature was made to have a simple focus. Each flower blooms in its own way, but it will forever be a flower. This over simplification has brought me to the filter I’m using in all my choices now.

Does this honor the Spirit that is contained within me? If I want to take it another step further: is this what Spirit would have me do?

Already I’m noticing how this thinking has built a new level of self-awareness and in extension self-love. A splendid side effect that I’m sure God saw coming, but I had no clue would happen. The ability to slow down and find the solution that honors this life I’m living without harm to others is becoming easier to find- the clarity is rising upward!

So, what do you think?

Dear Friend,

In which you become my pen pal

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