What woulda’ been, coulda’ been, isn’t what is. It’s useless. It’s defeatist.
Thoughts come, and they go. Which ones we listen to, entertain with imaginings, or believe is, way too often, a conscious choice we make subconsciously…because we’re not “listening” to our thoughts! (For how to take your thoughts captive, you can purchase HOW TO BE THE BEST YOU here http://booklocker.com/books/6811.html.)
Thoughts are deviously coercive.
“coerce: to restrain or dominate by force; to compel to an act or choice; to achieve by force or threat.” (merriam-webster.com) Hmmm.
Do your thoughts “restrain” you with reluctance and procrastination? Do they “compel” you with competition and impulsivity? Or, do they “threaten” you with fear or envy?
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Which actions determine your choices?
Be proactive. Choose with a joyful, faith-filled heart.
Today is a new day!
“The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22-23m (ESV)
“You’ve got to give a little, take a little,
and let your poor heart break a little,
That’s the story of, that’s the glory of love.—“The Glory of Love”
Until we get it down, sometimes love hurts. Sometimes, it causes heartbreak. But, it’s no reason to stop loving. Love expresses itself in a rainbow of colors. Remember: you’re a masterpiece in progress.
Painting your masterpiece can be messy. But, don’t be afraid of making errors—“coloring outside the lines.” Running paint, drip marks, and scattered splashes have taken on a whole new expression lately. Express your individuality. Throw all the colorful experiences you can on your life canvas!
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The fear of heart ache and the regret of not loving are equally devastating. It wastes a life, and fades your canvas, worse than having loved and lost.
At all risk, waste your love. Live out loud, in fantastic color!
AFFIRM: “Even when broken, I AM whole. My days are beautiful. I live a colorful, abundant life. I AM His loving, resplendent masterpiece.”
This is a BOOYAH (my fist is clenched, elbow at 90 degrees…I’m pumping down) for God!
I’ve wanted an inviting back yard for-E-VER, but something more important always pressed into the forefront. This year, I decided: it was “tha year.” I began calling landscapers, giving my detailed vision.
The first said he was in. (Well, truthfully, who wouldn’t be?! I have the most beautiful, relaxing natural observatory for avians, mammals, you-name-it. I’m wrapped in a wood on 3 sides, with a stream running through it. You can read about my sanctuary in Views From My Chariot: A Wheelchair Oddityhttp://booklocker.com/books/6235.html)Three weeks after no return responses to my calls, I moved on.
Second: Mr. No Personality tells me everything that wouldn’t work…“It just want work!”
Third time’s charm, and IS charming…ly married. Moving on…
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Within 5 minutes, he had solutions to my naysayers non-imaginative, “It want work.” as well as, THE stone bench I wanted…for half the price.
Moral of the story: If you’re in-tune, and in-tuitive, timing is everything! TIME: The Imminent—“close in time” (be patient not to jump at the first option)—Moments of Energy cast illumination/direction on your path.
“Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light for my pathway.” Psalm 119:105 (ISV)
AFFIRM: “Lord, Your faithfulness is new EVERY morning; GREAT is Your faithfulness!” (Lamentations 3:23)
My sister, Candace, had to make the humane decision to euthanize her canine soul mate, Ella, a while back. (And, more recently, Moses from FeLV complications.)
Of course, I’d been privy to Ella’s mental decline and health issues, and had prayed as if her furry children were mine.
On that day, Candace had stopped in to drop off some plants, and to water some of my thirsty others. But, before picking up last-hope medications from her vet, she went home to check on Ella. As she left, I wondered what condition she would find Ella.
Within a couple of hours, I received the call, and her Facebook posting, that Ella had gone to her Creator.
As I was crying for her, her lose, her heart ache, my thoughts went back to my own loss: over a year ago, I had to make that decision for my almost 22-year-old feline soul mate, Cĭātĭ. I had cried and talked to Cĭātĭ about its inevitability for over 6 months.
Aside from Candace and Madeleine, I didn’t tell anyone. I grieved alone and cried in private. But, as I read her FB friend’s condolences, I became more aware of a room needing expansion—my heart—again. It seems that the more walls I break down, the more light is cast on where else I have “room to grow.”
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If you’ve read my books, are a follower of my daily Facebook “Cyndex”es, or my weekly blog “Conversationswithcynthia,” you’re aware that I share the gleanings from my life choices. Some are wise. Some, witty; others woeful. Hopefully, they’ll prevent you from taking the same wrong turns. Here’s another:
Wearing an open heart is a two-edged sword. Yes, you will feel the thorns, but you won’t bleed alone. Don’t suffer in silence! Express your emotional vulnerability.
Not expressing emotions isn’t strong, admirable, or healthy. It comes from a misinformed belief—habit of mind—that emotions are senseless, that you’re unimportant, an inconvenience, or an accident…maybe, from shame.
I’m still learning to trust others, to share my heart hurts. I’m also learning that being vulnerable is a reciprocal blessing: it allows others to share the stab of pathos, and blesses you to know they care. It’s heart-enlarging.
No permit needed for this “fire” arm. It would’ve been perfect for my hunter Dad, “Cactus.” He and his hunting buddies bragged over strong Maker’s Mark. But, NO bragging, my dad was a reMARKable marksman!
“Cactus” is a legend in my neck-of-the-woods. Particularly, the part of his 2 daughters being photographed sitting in “Bullwinkle’s” palmates. (Anyone know of the pics’ whereabouts?) This guy is so-o-o big, it takes double loading doors to maneuver him indoors! The only place we could view him was at our local pool hall.
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Daddy taught me how to “lead” dove for an accurate shoot (and my bag limit); how to draw my bow, and aim my arrow, for a “bull’s eye.” But, what I inherited from my dad was a love of nature.
Despite his kill-it-and-eat-it testosterone, I was tuned in to Earth, God, the Universes, and human consciousness of ALL. I’m gratefully aware of my finite self, who is infinitely a part of I AM.
Are you?
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For me, minoring in psychology was like a baby rocking on its stomach to strengthen its back muscles to walk. It was my foundation for counseling, something I see as strengthening others (myself included) to “walk” into wholeness. Becoming a certified counselor through Elijah House gave me the toolsfor transformation—visualization, going back to childhood (even back to the womb) to discover root problems, in order to make changes in the present.
BUT, the eyes can’t see what the heart can’t hear. I wasn’t totally there. Gracious Holy Spirit continued to illumine my darkness.
A few years after my certification, I read Dr. Thomas Verny’s book, The Secret Life of the Unborn Child. Epiphanies sparked. This was after I had released the hope of motherhood. Previously, I had re-married to have children. At forty, there was a trauma that caused premature menopause.
God chose to stubble burn that field, and replant. Then, my mind was fertile to conceive God’s idea for my healing. Dr. Verny gave me a vocabulary for my, until then, unconscious perceptions.
You know that I don’t apologize for my unconventional avenues in seeking God and wholeness. So, anything I say that ruffles your spiritual beliefs, just place them on a shelf for future reference. This has been my habit for years. Time and again, I take to blowing dust off a few. This is one of those:
With my permission, a counselor took a walk through my spirit. (He is the only person I know gifted in doing this!) It’s sort of like a guided tour. Holy Spirit showed him what I needed to know about my spirit and heart, at that time.
There are some things he saw that I still don’t understand. But, one thing he saw, or didn’t see, has been the path of God’s breadcrumbs. He couldn’t find my heart. Nope. He couldn’t find it. That was around fifteen years ago.
Thus far, there’s been a lot of demolition. I had locked my heart behind so many doors with fortified walls that even I couldn’t find it. That’s why I said Dr. Verny gave me a vocabulary for my…“unconsciousperceptions:” beliefs I formed from my mother’s thoughts, insecurities, and fears…while I was in her womb.
Know that your thoughts create your reality. Their energy draws the experiences to you.
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The first step is grasping your diagnosis of unconsciousness. Severity varies from person to person. A lifetime of unawareness, suppression, and denial affects us all, as does a closed heart.
When writing HOW TO BE THE BEST YOU http://booklocker.com/books/6811.html , it was through the veil of my, then, present consciousness. Ever’ so often, I pick it up to reference something I’ve forgotten. Only a year after publishing it, I’m amazed at where I was headed—to my present consciousness, light years away from then. Before the above books, I think it can offer you a place to start.
The good news: You don’t have to wonder why you don’t see the forest for the trees, just look for green. You’ll find your path. Remember: green is the color for new beginnings, life, and love.
Bamboo can grow ninety-eight inches in 24 hours! God is a God of miracles.
Bamboo Forrest in Japan
AFFIRM: “God of creation, Your Divine plan in my life is speeded up under grace.”
“It is the glory of God to conceal a matter, But the glory of kings is to search out a matter.” Proverbs 25:2 (NAS)
As you probably do, I have several Bibles with varying translations. I even have a New Testament given to my dad (with his Sunday school teacher’s signatures) on June 8, 1934, when he was 13. I also have his pocket-size New Testament issued to him as an enlisted Marine.
Logos
My first bible (or the one I still have) is an “Authorized King James Version.” It’s undated, but my handwriting says it was a Christmas gift.
The reason I don’t have a church–presented bible is because I didn’t go up in front of the church with my Sunday school class to receive one. I felt that the only reason to be presented a bible was for a heart-changing belief, not an age or level in Sunday school. In defiance, I sat in the congregation. I digress.
The bible I’ve studied since 1978 is The Spirit Filled Life Bible, New King James Version. I can’t remember the translation I read in the late 60’s and early 70’s. I gave each new purchase away to the new hitch-hikers I picked up that week. I finally decided that if I was going to keep a bible, I’d have to switch to another version. Whatever.
I married in ‘72, wrecked in ’76, and bought this Spirit-Filled Life Bible in ’78. As you can only imagine, it is underlined, written between-the-lines, asterisk’d, has sticky pad Post-it® notes curled out from a multitude of pages, and has ink-stained dates of HS epiphanies; PLUS, it’s crammed with whatever-I-have-on-hand as book marks. I love my bible! But, I’m not good at regular “devotionals.” I can’t read a specific passage, contemplate it then, pray.
It’s rare for me to stay where I start because epiphany fireworks keep me chasing one reference after another…after another, you know; sort of like a storm chaser. The Trinity is one of my favorite “mystery clouds,” a brain-teaser, a conundrum. Try to grasp It:
God, the fountainhead, namedHimself Yahweh, translated “Jehovah.” (Jehovah is believed to be a tense of the Hebrew verb “to be.”) Literally, it means, “He who causes to be.”
His eternal existence is still mind-boggling, but as a child “Who made God?” consumed my thoughts. Growing up on a farm, I understood the concept of a seed. Other reasons of pituitary gland abnormality include imbalance in thyroid levels, tumour in pituitary gland, injured chest, and dysfunctional adrenal gland. buy cheap viagra cute-n-tiny.com
The Son, God’s Word—Logos—by which all was created, is the agentofCreation (yet by Holy seed is God Incarnate), reveals Father to us, and is our Redeemer.
I AM existed before time, along with His expression—His Son, along with their production manager/minister Holy Spirit.
HolySpirit exists from the action of Father and Son’s Love. He mysteriously inspires us, mightily empowers us, and mercifully convicts us.
They were there before anything began!???
How can epiphanies/revelations/insights not spark! After all, the Bible IS The Word of God.
“For the word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword, and piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit, of both joints and marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.” Hebrews 4:13 (NIV)
Are you stuck with no idea of what to do. No clue for your next move?
I think life is much like a crossword puzzle. Specific to each of us amidst the game, God designed a list of tasks. Our tasksintersect with other player’s “list of tasks,” like the “Across” and “Down.” At the juncture/square where we figure out the vertical and horizontal clues, with satisfaction we move on to the next task…as we do in the seasons of our lives.
I’m a BIG fan of crossword puzzles and always have a book nearby! Crossword puzzles entertain and exercise the brain. Whether easy or difficult, over time, they strengthen intellect, improve problem-solving skills, concentration, and memory, with the serendipitous benefit of increasing vocabulary and conversation skills. Hmmm.
If communication is a key to success in life then, these communication skills “cross” over with customers, fellow workers, managers, and loved ones to figure out, work through, and complete designated tasks.
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Like the frustration of uncompleted tasks/unfilled-in squares that lead to dead ends with no solutions, error is a fact of life. All you can do is: learn from it, let it go, and start anew each day. (Lamentations 3:22-23)
AFFIRM: “My happiness is built upon The Rock. No one, or anything, can interfere. Great is His faithfulness.”
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First, I must apologize to my newsletter subscribers. Wednesday was my first “forget.” Please forgive me for a “Chariot Notes” no-show! It WILL be in your mail next Wednesday.
Lately, I’ve read articles on communal civilizations, where money had no value, no one bartered for services, and there was no societal hierarchy—no one “lording” over another. There were no egos.
One or two families tended the land, planted the crops, and harvested its produce. For instance: if it was rice, someone else’s job was storing and cooking it; another person ground it into mill for bread; someone else prepared the bread.
The fishermen fished the streams and lakes. The shepherds cared for the sheep. The shearers sheared. The fleecers prepared the fleece into yarn, then, the yarn was spun, and knitted into clothing.
Vegetables and fruit were the same. Those living in the fields, gardens, and orchards tended, picked, and prepared its produce. The same went for maintaining and directing the water supply for irrigation, drinking, cooking, and hygiene. Each occupation was passed down through the generations.
“For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat.” 2 Thessalonians 3:10 (KJV)
These weren’t responcibilities. Each member of the village/tribe considered it their sacred rite to the circle of life…so that they could live. What was of value was each member’s contribution to the community. The shepherds ate from the land and wore the clothes, just as the clothiers drank the milk and ate the cheese from the sheep.
No one was homeless, hungry, or naked.
There was no delinquency; no crime; no competition; no stress.
There was no need for banks, government handouts, counseling centers, fitness gyms, farmer’s markets, restaurants, civic centers.
Rural life wasn’t easy, but everyone shared everything. Everything, and everyone, was safe.
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What would you say was the common denominator for such peaceful coexistence?
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Here’s the heartwarming result of such harmony:
An anthropologist proposed a game to the kids in an African tribe. He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the kids that whoever got there first won the sweet fruits.
When he told them to run, they all took each other’s hands and ran together, then sat together enjoying their treats.
When he asked them why they had run like that, as one could have had all the fruits for himself, they said:
”UBUNTU, how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?”
‘UBUNTU’ in the Xhosa culture means: “I am because we are”
It sounds like God’s original plan, don’t you think?
Is it better, more admirable, to be a social butterfly than a wallflower, an extrovert than an introvert?
There seems to be more written in poetry, novels, and screenplays of the jovial, talkative, “life of the party” personalities, than the “socially maladjusted” wallflowers; but what about the myriad between.
Fact or fiction? Is the life–of–the–party better adjusted than the quiet, reserved wallflower? Let’s see…
First, we know that shyness is as self-centered as ego-mania. Each is on the self-esteem continuum, only at opposite, extreme ends.
The shy’s response at feeling “less than” is to hide, and pull inward. The ego-maniac puffsup to appear greater than his inner feelings of insufficiency.
But, wait! We humans are way more complex than a one-dimensional label of introvert or extravert.
From the earliest times, physicians and philosophers used their understanding of the four humors (bodily fluids), “the four temperaments,” to treat diseases and understand people’s individual differences. Although each person is a mixture of temperaments, there’s usually one dominating.
Succinctly, Tim LaHaye’s book, SpiritControlledTemperament, discusses the passive phlegmatic; the fickle, outgoing sanguine; the gloomy melancholic; and the assertive, fiery choleric. (He has 2 others on temperaments: Transforming Your Temperament and Transformed Temperaments)
And, Carol Tuttle writes about the four energy/personality types in It’s Just My Nature and The Child Whisperer.
I know of many espousing introverts who are proof that out of their solitude came wisdom, and strength, for future change, teaching, art, music, books, and inventions. We would have been robbed of their/your contributions, deprived of your inspirations, and may have missed a life-altering epiphany had you not turned inward and away, for a time!
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There’s a coalition of (solitary) contemplative thinkers, like the above, to help us recognize the treasures within each of us. As author of Quiet: The Power of Introverts, Susan Cain admonishes: “let us come back from the wilderness to share our revelations.” The world needs your insights!
What if you’re in a wheelchair, walk with a limp, speak with a stammer or lisp, have a weird laugh, eyes of different colors, lots of freckles, carrot red hair, or as gorgeous as Johnny Depp?
I love “weird.”
How you appear isn’t who you are. So, what if you’re a little weird? What if you’re vanilla?
None of us are wholly one thing or another. We’re bits and pieces, different shapes, different colors, with different expressions of individuality. Sometimes bringing peace, and at other times, exuding energy; but always a beautiful medley of uniqueness.
We’re a wonderful mélange of experiences, thoughts, and emotions sewn into a patchwork personality, fitting perfectly into the quilt, but never haphazardly! For…
You are “…fearfully and wonderfully made.” Psalms 139:14
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