MYSTICAL JOURNEY: “Be Soft with You”

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Be soft with your spirit.  Be gentle with your essence.  BE authentic to your purpose and calling.  Rid yourself from the negative self-talk.  You become everything you say that you are or that you are not.  We are born every day, every minute, every second.  We are here on borrowed time.  Make it lovingly serene with your heart so that you can present your soul lovingly to another.  This struggle is all bullshit at the end of the day.  It doesn’t matter what you did or haven’t done.  This moment, wasted reading this, or contemplating what hasn’t been scratched off your To Do List, is all irrelevant.

Really… this is nonsense.  All the fake-ness of pretending and showing others a different person in order to fit in society.  I want to know YOU… the real you that cries in your car, gets giddy at the first dog you see in…

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MOMENTS WITH MILLIE: “Rise!”

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“As you rise many people will disapprove. Rise anyway.”

~Mastin Kipp

I want you to read that meme over and over. I remember four years ago when I died in the ER and was returned to this world. I recognized that the moment I woke I was different. As days turned into months and months into years, I had to remove anyone (and anything) that disturbed my sensitivity. I could not be responsible for making the world happy, especially people who sucked the life out of me trying to find happiness. They are responsible for their own journey.

Not everyone will approve.

Not everyone will agree.

People judge from the place of their own perspective and experiences. It’s not for you to try and mold them. Let them judge. Just don’t allow them to break you.

So I stopped…I made it a point of truly disengaging from those whose addictions…

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INSPIRATION FOR THE DAY ~ Moments with Millie: “Never Too Late”

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I visited my elderly client who is under hospice care this morning.  She was asleep in a wheelchair in the hall of the facility.  I grabbed another wheelchair and sat in front of her.

She woke to my touch.  “Hello, darling!  How are you?”

Disoriented she looked at me and said that she was okay but didn’t like where she was at.  She went on to complain until I smiled and asked her a few questions.  She nodded then and agreed it wasn’t so bad.  Her dementia has progressed significantly the last month as she is transitioning.  She even said she was waiting for me but she has no clue who I am.

“Tell me something new, my love?”  I asked.

“I was at a concert yesterday.  The entire day.  They played black people music.”  Her blue eyes opened widely.

“What’s black people music?”  I asked waiting for some logical…

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