I love the quantum lighthouse idea. What a great practice. Set it on and program it run automatically non-stop from our heart, doing active tune-ins as inspired, but letting it run 24/7... sending light and love out to the world at large and everyone in it... without discrimination... everyone gets the light and the love to use as they need. Thanks for that great idea.
It's remarkable what happens when we ask that question. When I do, I realize I'm constantly swimming in a sea of quantum relationships and begin to become aware of those who need a friendly vibe hug.
Such tough news... you knew her well and in the relatively short time I knew, realized what a remarkable being she was (and is). Your message is such a profound reminder -- and it leaves me wanting to adopt the practice of not only, "Who do I need to pray for today?" but also, "Who do I need to reach out today?"
What a profound, significant share, Will. What an opportunity we all have to share the Light we are. We are being of light and when we remember who we truly are, there is no place for anger, remorse, shame, guilt...as we are all brothers and sisters under one roof, the sky, cosmos.
Be The Light!
The way to True Health and Happiness is the ability to forgive. The simple powerful Petition to Divine..
Thank you Will for the reminder. When I opened my computer there was a picture of a lighthouse filling the screen. I've never seen that before, and no surprise it showed up this morning. I'm going to do a favorite practice my sweet partner loved called, A 100 Breaths to Joy. She was that and more.
Your newsletter today made me think of a poem by Helen Schucman - the woman who channeled A Course in Miracles
GOOD FRIDAY
There is no death. But there is quietness Beyond the reaches of the world; a peace Which only life can give. It is the life That is the gift of God. All conflicts cease Within this life. It beats in harmony With all creation, beyond any sound The world can hear. It sings a different song, And where it reaches, there is holy ground.
There is no death. Whom God created whole Is whole forever. Who can crucify Eternal life? And who can bring to dust Whom God has willed immortal? Can he die Who rises past the universe, to rest At one with his Creator? So are we Ensured to life. There is no death because God’s Son belongs to Immortality.
This is a day of joy. Today the world Lays down its dreams beside a cross that was Itself a dream. Behold the dream of death And waken, seeing that it had no cause,
And so did not exist. What never was Can not be now. Today we pass it by,
May all the beings in all the worlds be happy. Or at least may we all be patient and self-soothing, until the moment comes when Spirit reminds us we are not alone. It will likely be a mini dose of courage, but we have to absorb it. (Kind of like a trail of breadcrumbs when we are hungry and lost in the woods.)
Right! It becomes automatic... we are blessing machines!
I love the quantum lighthouse idea. What a great practice. Set it on and program it run automatically non-stop from our heart, doing active tune-ins as inspired, but letting it run 24/7... sending light and love out to the world at large and everyone in it... without discrimination... everyone gets the light and the love to use as they need. Thanks for that great idea.
We follow the moment... and there's always a loving response to be made.
Poetic beauty!
The lighthouse is such a great symbol. It lights up the darkness and keeps ships from running aground.
Thanks David. Gratitude is the healing balm...
It's remarkable what happens when we ask that question. When I do, I realize I'm constantly swimming in a sea of quantum relationships and begin to become aware of those who need a friendly vibe hug.
Such tough news... you knew her well and in the relatively short time I knew, realized what a remarkable being she was (and is). Your message is such a profound reminder -- and it leaves me wanting to adopt the practice of not only, "Who do I need to pray for today?" but also, "Who do I need to reach out today?"
What a profound, significant share, Will. What an opportunity we all have to share the Light we are. We are being of light and when we remember who we truly are, there is no place for anger, remorse, shame, guilt...as we are all brothers and sisters under one roof, the sky, cosmos.
Be The Light!
The way to True Health and Happiness is the ability to forgive. The simple powerful Petition to Divine..
I'm Sooo Sorry!
I Forgive You!
Please Forgive Me!
I Forgave Myself!
Thank You!
I Love You!
I Am Grateful!
Thank you Will for the reminder. When I opened my computer there was a picture of a lighthouse filling the screen. I've never seen that before, and no surprise it showed up this morning. I'm going to do a favorite practice my sweet partner loved called, A 100 Breaths to Joy. She was that and more.
Hi Uncle Will:
Your newsletter today made me think of a poem by Helen Schucman - the woman who channeled A Course in Miracles
GOOD FRIDAY
There is no death. But there is quietness Beyond the reaches of the world; a peace Which only life can give. It is the life That is the gift of God. All conflicts cease Within this life. It beats in harmony With all creation, beyond any sound The world can hear. It sings a different song, And where it reaches, there is holy ground.
There is no death. Whom God created whole Is whole forever. Who can crucify Eternal life? And who can bring to dust Whom God has willed immortal? Can he die Who rises past the universe, to rest At one with his Creator? So are we Ensured to life. There is no death because God’s Son belongs to Immortality.
This is a day of joy. Today the world Lays down its dreams beside a cross that was Itself a dream. Behold the dream of death And waken, seeing that it had no cause,
And so did not exist. What never was Can not be now. Today we pass it by,
May all the beings in all the worlds be happy. Or at least may we all be patient and self-soothing, until the moment comes when Spirit reminds us we are not alone. It will likely be a mini dose of courage, but we have to absorb it. (Kind of like a trail of breadcrumbs when we are hungry and lost in the woods.)