I found in the last few days, that I have short fleeting moments that I feel connected, whole and one with all that is around me. I find myself glancing up at the sky and seeing in my minds eye the wholeness of myself and the Universe. The Law Is One. The Law Is Love.
I am thankful for these moments. I am thankful for the Recharge that I receive from The Creator of All That Is as my moment completes itself.
I was enjoying with gratitude a small peaceful moment last night, as I stood by my garden. Then I was suddenly jerked back to Earth and my physical body when my daughter started throwing a fit because she thought that riding her new bike was too hard. My Dad was close by and I turned to look for my daughter and found my Dad with his fingers in his ears. I thought to myself, that perhaps he was some place beautiful, peaceful and quiet as well. Perhaps he isn't quite as far away from me as I think sometimes.
Below are some videos that remind me where I really belong and came from.
Sometimes with all the noise and chaos, I desire to go "home".
But then, when my children quiet down and we look each other in the eyes, they remind me with their soft words of imaginative reality, that they are Indigo Children too.
The Law Of One
You Are Not Your Name
Indigo Children
I am thankful for these moments. I am thankful for the Recharge that I receive from The Creator of All That Is as my moment completes itself.
I was enjoying with gratitude a small peaceful moment last night, as I stood by my garden. Then I was suddenly jerked back to Earth and my physical body when my daughter started throwing a fit because she thought that riding her new bike was too hard. My Dad was close by and I turned to look for my daughter and found my Dad with his fingers in his ears. I thought to myself, that perhaps he was some place beautiful, peaceful and quiet as well. Perhaps he isn't quite as far away from me as I think sometimes.
Below are some videos that remind me where I really belong and came from.
Sometimes with all the noise and chaos, I desire to go "home".
But then, when my children quiet down and we look each other in the eyes, they remind me with their soft words of imaginative reality, that they are Indigo Children too.
The Law Of One
You Are Not Your Name
Indigo Children
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