Category Archives: Happiness

How I Became A Channel + Bonus Book Chapter

Here is the story of How I Came to Be… a Channel, Healer, Mystic, Guide, Writer, Poet, Soul Seeker, Spirit-Singer, Angel, Speaker, Teacher, Compassionate One, Lover, Mother, Heart-Centered Happy-Maker, Divine Helper, Light-Giver, Hope-Bringer, Peace -Maker, Beloved One, and Miraculous Daughter of God – just to name a few!

This is a milestone for me. Not only is it my birthday this week, but it is the beginning and the ending of something significant. I have been doing this blog on this website for 5 years now, and have just been working diligently on a big change, including a new online platform, and a new way of being and doing my work. Before I share that, I’d like to share how all this came to be. After 5 years, I’ve shared bits and pieces, here and there, and if you go digging I’m sure you’ll find them!

But I thought it would be good for me, and for those who are interested and drawn, for me to share more about this process of transformation that I have been through, and its miraculous results! – and it will be a wonderful celebration for me to see how far I’ve come before I start the new!

How on earth am I going to do this in one post? Or two? Perhaps that is why I started a book. For now, I will just write and see what comes…

When I was little, my favourite song to sing was “You are My Sunshine”, and as my mother sang it to me, I then sang it to my children (though I changed the last words to “forever and a day!…”), and even now I sing it because it makes me happy. To make happy is an extraordinary gift, and one I have. I can take the most dismal situation and turn it into pure gold, treasure beyond measure, the heart as pure as snow. Laughter abounds, hearts are mended, and truth is what sings to me as a result. That is a miracle. And that has always been my gift to the world.

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When I was ten or twelve, my mother would take me to other friends or relatives’ churches on occasion. We never committed to one, but I saw the impact that faith in something greater made. I felt the energy of spirit when people felt lifted. And I believed there was a Christ, or Jesus, but he didn’t live there in a building, however consecrated, he lived in me.  I always felt the emotion in my heart somewhere, that this was a special kind of love I could not find anywhere else. Yet it was always with me, everywhere I went, when I was alone, or with other people. The truth is, I was never alone.

I never became a religious person. I never saw myself that way. I saw myself as an independent thinker, a deep spiritual seeker, even at young age. I imagine (in my now imagination anyway!), I was quite a burgeoning philosopher, as in “philo-sophia” or “lover of wisdom”, and I loved my mother’s middle name, “Sophia” for that very reason, and so I gave that middle name to my daughter also.  There was something beautiful and mystical about it, about the unknown, or the “knowing that cannot be named”. Every name is just a symbol, a reminder of what lies behind it. There is always more!…

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When I was a teen I became quite an actress, an expresser of truths, a mystical writer and puzzler of sorts. I would love to confound my teachers with my deep musings, and indeed I did! I never knew what I was going to write before I wrote it, not for creative writing anyway. It was like some mystical force went through me, my high mind, my deepest truth, my most profound learnings that came from somewhere else, and would land on the page unapologetically and without explanation. I was not into explaining as I do now, as a teacher, I was more a student who did not have the knowledge of where those ideas came from. I just “channelled” them, though I did not call it that. If I look back, I now see the seeds were sown long ago, the pictures I drew of a woman with angel’s wings, a medieval looking saint with love-filled eyes… all of these echoes of some other reality I tapped into. Never did this ability suddenly come or go away. It was always a part of me, and still is to this day.

In my twenties I “lost my way”, yet I didn’t. After being tremendously creative, I spent a long time as a “normal” working girl. I secretly hid my deep writings and would steal time to print them off of the big mainframe computer printer at work! It was my way of survival – to keep my soul alive and singing while I attended to “other things”. Work and family were most important and kept me going, as a young wife and mother. My soul expressions would have to wait – at least a little while. It wouldn’t be till over a decade later that any of it would come to fruition.

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After 9/11, a corporate takeover and a subsequent maternity leave, I finally escaped the “work force”, and let myself live more. I danced, I sang, I wrote, I spent time in theatre and as a professional actress in tv/film. It was a whirlwind and I loved it – until I went through a series of losses, including a significant death, which led me to doing A Course in Miracles, which in itself is a channelled material from the higher realms.  This deepened my inner life, and caused me to question more and more.

Then the recession hit in 2008, and my own inner seeking became heightened and acute. The world was changing. Something bigger than me was going on.  I knew I was here for more than just myself, or my own enjoyment or achievement. As much as I loved it all, it was fleeting, as everything can be in this life. I needed to return to my deeper roots, to the little girl who just knew herself without apology, and the teen who dug deep down into the mysteries of things and found sustenance there.

This time, I was reaching higher, and wanted to find my liberation, my life’s purpose and the ultimate plan for my life. I felt a deep inner call that I needed to change, to give back, and I needed to do it now!

In 2009 I went on a spiritual quest in Southampton, New York, for a screenwriting course at SUNY university. I wrote about this in Meeting Your Soul Companions. This awakened that part of me that “just knew” there was something more for me to do. I had become a partial channel through doing A Course in Miracles, and would often have written dialogues with the divine. This relieved some of the anxiety I was feeling, and directed my steps for the years ahead. These communions with my higher self/guides/angels were my “go-to” place and although I have learned other ways of reaching the inner planes through hypnosis and direct channelling, I still just “talk to” my angels, Jesus and guides as if they were right there. They are my “imaginary friends”, the ones children are told do not exist. Well, mine are still there, moving in my life, alerting me to any dangers, and pointing the way forward.

After my awakening, I had some highs and lows not knowing what to do with myself, and it was on the cusp of my 40th birthday, and that inner call and necessary change I referred to earlier had become a “DO or DIE” within me. Instead of explaining what that was, I am going to do something I’ve never done. I’m going to give you right here a chapter out of my unpublished Book of Miracles memoir, on the journey to New Orleans six years ago, and what happened to kick start this whole process…

UNPUBLISHED CHAPTER: new-orleans-chapter-krista-moore-book-of-miracles

Read, enjoy, and I will be back to finish this miraculous story, which will be the last one for this website, as I prepare to meet the new!…

Stay tuned. 🙂

To be continued…

 

P.S. You know I couldn’t possibly tell you all, right? But I will give you moore miracles  than expected!

 

 

 

Spiritual Perfectionism


Do you ever get so caught up trying to be perfect, to do everything right, walking a fine line that you forget to just be yourself?  I decided I needed to write this one just for me (Of course I hope you benefit too, as the more personal ones tend to!)

As much as I want to teach right now, let me just express (that is me talking to myself again). You see, we do have more than one side, and that is precisely what we’re on about here.

So, how do I live in my spirit and still live as a human being? Good question! I don’t. I mean, not always. It seems that sometimes, I am half the time here, and half the time somewhere else.  But in those rare times when I am consciously both here AND aware of my spiritual centre, I am at my best.

But that is not this post.  This post is about when I’m not. This post is about when I’m lost. This post is about when I’m confused, cranky, miserable, haven’t had enough rest, or just want to rebel and have a beer (or two). I am not perfect, and sometimes that is the greatest spiritual lesson of all.

AND, sometimes, sometimes, it is even necessary. Meaning that having FUN, and forgetting about my spiritual self, even for a moment, and delving into the purely human (evil? see that’s my Puritan speaking again!) self, connected to family, friends, and the everyday is just as  powerful, informing, healing and extraordinary as meditating, channellingor healing others (like at the Hive Open to Spirit series last week).

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Krista having fun at the Hive 

You know, sometimes I need a little TLC too. I need a little break from the SUPERconscious mind to just be good ole’ fashioned conscious and ALIVE!

WOW. I’m so rebellious sometimes. And that makes me laugh too, because I really don’t do that much wrong?… 

EXCEPT – when I yell, get angry, threaten with a woman’s hormonal irrationalism, cry or just fall down and weep. That can be quite a serious thing. And when I do that, I tend to beat myself up that I’m not that spiritual after all. How could I fail? How could I be all that AND all those other wonderful things?

LIKE – heavenly, beautiful, funny, dynamic, silly, inspiring, singing, wonderful, remarkable, happy, transcendent and dreamy?

WELL…  Because I CAN be.  I was created to be in a body, that is real on the physical plane, attached to an emotional body that is somewhere within that responding to everything, connected to a mental body that thinks ALL THE TIME, and finally, a spiritual body that both CREATES, AND TRANSCENDS everything. You see? It really can be quite complicated.

SO… the next time you decide to judge yourself, look at me! I’m not perfect, and…

YET, I AM PERFECT, ANYWAY!

BECAUSE GOD MADE ME.

HA!

(That made me feel better, anyway. And hopefully, you too!)

LOTS OF LOVE,

FROM

ME.

 

P.S. Do you have a comment about your own spiritual “imperfections” – please comment below or send to me privately.  Thank you!

How to Forgive Others

Sometimes “people” get the best of us (or so we think). The truth is, we are all suffering from the same dis-ease: being human!  Here is how I began to resolve this very human problem and achieve greater peace and clarity.

I had been tested lately, with an old pattern that caused me to be angry with myself and others. Just when I thought I was above all the madness, it hit me. And my irrational brain fired off chemicals of alarm and warfare. Things came out of my mouth that I knew were not true, and yet I felt they were. I would defend them to the death, even though I felt miserable saying them. I wallowed in self-pity and despair…
It took me days to figure this one out! How could I have been given so much insight and wisdom, and still suffer from this same problem? How long would it take to finally be rid of it and not feel such hate, such victimhood?

I was even angry at my angels for not saving me from this devastating problem. Although nothing on the outside was really wrong, on the inside I felt such pain and sorrow, and just wanted them to take it away and fix everything. Where was my miracle now? Now, I was really mad!

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This was a very humbling dis-ease. It was a dis-ease of mind, that we all suffer from on occasion, some more than others. I couldn’t see the benefit to this kind of feeling, and yet I couldn’t quite let go of it either. I wanted revenge – not in some evil way, just a little punishment for the one who had offended or hurt me? These are not thoughts I am proud of, but I confess they were there. I wanted them to change and say they were sorry. I wanted them to come to me downcast and change their behaviour towards me. I wanted everything to change except me!

Does this sound familiar?

Be the change you want to see in the world. –  Gandhi

 

Then in my frustration and despair, I was growing impatient for a solution. But more than this, I wanted to understand everything so I wouldn’t repeat it. That was worth much more than a temporary fix or a ‘just make it go away’ attitude.

In my meditation I asked for the angels to help me. I was still angry, and I expressed all my feelings without holding back – I just let it all out, tears and all! Funny enough, there was a lot of grief under there – as many experts believe anger hides a deeper hurt, pain or sorrow. I saw this as a long-standing problem, not just a recent event. I wanted to resolve it at a deeper level, and be free of it. I cried out in pain, but what I was really asking for was love and clarity…

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Then it came. Though I was doubtful in my present condition that it was possible, I listened for guidance and it came. I heard the still, small, voice, this time in the voice of Mary (Mother Mary), and Jesus, who guided me to go up a little higher, in my consciousness or imagination, and stand with them in heaven. This was unusual. Usually, we ask them to come down to us! Well, this time, I was being asked to climb a little higher in my consciousness, and imagine that I could be raised up to where they were standing.

I arrived in what they call the “interlife” where souls go between lives, where we see the bigger picture and learn our lessons. I could see why this was a good idea, given that I wanted clarity, and couldn’t see it at all from my limited perspective.  Instead of seeing with human eyes, they asked me to stand side by side with them (squeezing their hands) and looking out upon the world and my situation through their eyes and my newer perspective, and then to tell them what I saw.

Then it came to me. I saw that I was really being tested and challenged to overcome my anger, not just for myself, but for all of humanity.  My healing was healing everyone involved!  I no longer blamed myself for this problem, and saw that it was something that affected me and many, many more for generations, including those I had been angry at!  If I could overcome this anger and learn to forgive myself and them, I would be free, and in time, so would they. This was really a service, a difficult but very important service, and I was being guided and helped to make it through with flying colours.

All would be OK.

I also felt no anger while I was in that state of mind. I felt a peace and calm, with a sense of understanding and clarity.  I saw the purpose in everything. The situation and future were so much brighter than I had imagined! All things would improve if I could complete this one task. Forgive myself, forgive others, and let go of the anger. See it as a service, and remember the larger perspective. Then I would be patient, and not demand others change for me. I could see that it was me that was in the process of changing, being guided to a whole new way of thinking and being that would liberate both them and me.

This was good news!

For one who did not, in my limited smaller perspective, think it was possible to feel better about this, I did. The anger was gone from me. I didn’t need the other person to do anything to deserve this happiness for myself. I was forgiven. And I could enjoy happiness and peace of mind again. This was the lesson.

Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespassed against us. –  The Lord’s Prayer

And with this renewed sense of calm and inner purpose, I began to write about this very topic, and share my insights with those who could be helped by them. And I could begin to enjoy being my wise, loving self again. 🙂

And that was a miracle to me!

 

P.S. Have you ever experienced forgiveness of someone and felt the benefits yourself? Share in the comments below.

Meditation on Happiness

Recently I had to drive from Canada to the U.S. for over nine hours to meet with some Cincinnati women who were going to Tuscany with us in July. I determined to myself that this would be an adventure, and I would be happy, and do some good while I drive. This may seem like an impossible task but it isn’t!

Let’s compare two apples:

The first apple is worn and a little bruised. It has been sitting too long out on the counter, and bugs are starting to get to it. Everything “bugs” it and it begins to slowly deteriorate. No one wants to eat this apple. Once delicious, it is now fairly useless, but can still be composted.

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The second apple is delicious. It has been refrigerated, and lovingly protected. It has been washed and handled carefully. The person who is handling it sees the apple as an extension of the universe and expresses gratitude for it, before taking a nice big bite out of it right to the core. It is fully used up and even the apple is happy to be used!

The first apple is like most people who drive on the highway for long distances or go to work in the morning, or do anything that is perceived to be tedious or difficult. They spend their time eying other drivers or complaining about delays. They may even get into accidents when they become careless or distressed, and swerve the wrong way. Or they may forget to feed themselves or stop for a break, and fall asleep at the wheel. Disaster can strike. This is not a happy scene.

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So instead of starting off on a trek with gloom and doom, with the agony of how long it is going to take, or what is awaiting us on the other side, why don’t we begin our journey like the first apple? Eager to be of service, and delicately and lovingly prepared. With a heart of service, and a feeling of delight to be used. With this kind of care the apple stays in good shape so that it can be eaten at just the right time. And we are always at the right place at the right time, and available for miracles, for happiness, and for joy.

When I am driving I look to the left and the right. I say prayers for everyone, including myself. Let me be of service. And if there is a delay or an issue, or even an accident, I send angels, I surround it with love, including all the people regardless whose mistake it is – even if it is my own!

At the border I got delayed, because of what I do. The man seemed friendly and full of curiosity about me, and so one question led to another until I found myself sitting in a little office off to the side with some other people, wondering what I could say or do differently. Then I remembered something more powerful that cleared the way: God is sending me where I need to be. He has prepared me, taken care of everything, and now I am sitting here resting, and all these people are not in my way – they are here with me. We are all in the same boat. Might as well enjoy it.

Furthermore, the security officer who was making me do all of this was actually caring for me too. As I opened my mind to this possibility, I could hear that very man, who sounded much more authoritative to me in the beginning of my stay there, say to his associate, “All of these people are being helped.” I thought about that: “helped”. He was doing a service too. This softened my heart toward him and I breathed a sigh of relief. He was just doing his job. Before I could pause too long, the man at the counter announced:

“Krista, you are good to go!”

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Me enjoying a road trip in California in 2011

This is what it means to be happy, even when circumstances are not. We can transform ourselves, and even perceive others differently, affecting circumstances that we will never know, beyond our wildest dreams. We never know who or what our kindness and good thoughts will touch – even if unspoken. Even if we look like we are just sitting there resting, minding our own business. We can have thoughts of love.

Love saves the universe, and it saves time too. And it makes us happy, even when circumstances tell us not to be. We can be careful, we can be safe, but most of all, we can be happy.

Amen.

 

P.S. By the end of that day, I arrived at my destination well spent, and marvelled at the beauty of the landscape and the palatial house that awaited me. My host greeted me by the door, helped me upstairs, and fed me a beautiful nighttime meal with fresh greens and soothing tea. We laughed and shared stories, and planned for the next wonderful adventures ahead! 🙂

A Lighter Way

Over the last few years, and especially leading up to 2012 and the aftermath of 2013, I felt a lot of heavier, more serious energies. Given the importance 2012 had for many, and the relief of still being alive in 2013 for some (!), we are now at a point of creation again.  The ending of one era has given way (finally) to another.  And just what does that era entail?

In my own being, I feel the sense of enormous possibility and release of old ways and expectations. In relationships, work content, and intention/purpose – there is a sense of “lightening up the load”.  What was once heavy and dense, having to be worked through and released, is now lifting and leaving a great sense of air, expectancy, miracles and surprise.  

Like a jet airliner that has been landed too long (and perhaps needed extensive de-icing after a long winter!), we are now ready for lift off!  The runway feels a little bumpy, but once we reach the air it is smooth, crisp and clear.  And the sun is shining enormously bright…

But… Where are we going?

Touring Sonic Boom records in downtown T.O.

Touring historic  “Sonic Boom” records in downtown T.O. – Southern Comfort’s delightful “Frog City” album cover

Who knows!  The land of possibility –  perhaps a multi-stop pop into the skies of life, gaining an aerial view of everything, and touching down where it feels warm and bright.  Can you relate?

Aaaahhh…  the sense of wonder. The magical nature of life unfolds.  Promises once made in a sleepless night begin to realize themselves magically without any effort or dense forethought.  Things just float along.  There is happiness and a song…

I feel this in the air as travel – unexpected trips, surprising new relationships, the miraculous impact of uplifting sounds and rousing music, dancing and singing as I wake up in the morning, greeting the day with more than a somber and “mercurious” meditation, but instead a delightful 2-step or highlander foray, as my feet gleefully pound the floorboards (my Irish/Scottish roots are showing!)…

        Natalie MacMaster on the fiddle with Cape Breton stepdancers 

I can’t get enough. Though I still mourn yesterday at times, and have my odd bad day – I sometimes get delayed (like an unwanted stop-over that never seems to end as your true destination awaits). But there is still the knowing that more is on the way. Patience, love and understanding keep me safe until I am back on the sky highway again.

This is where I am.  Turbulence, rain, shower – sure, they drop in.  But the rising sun delights me, and the whimsical air has my name on it. Krista is coming!  There is a sea of doves rushing in, and ancient places to go with a lighter heart and new mind. My steps are lighter.  My voice less rigid and somber.  A new way is slowly unfolding, and perhaps a new miraculous and enchanting era that is not mine, but shared.  

I look forward to this new time.  God knows, we have worked hard for it – mentally, emotionally, physically, spiritually.  Maybe it’s time to let go and walk (or fly with the angels) a lighter way.  

A way that has been calling us all along.

Amen!

Miraculous Self-Love Creation

This is an affirmation extraordinaire, one that washed over me like a giant realization, like a bright star, or a person standing in the middle of a river panning for gold and finding a golden nugget so powerful she wanted to share it with the world!

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Do you ever feel like you have such a long way to go before you will ever be the person you want to be? Like your mistakes are who you are, and there is “so much more work to be done?”  Not too inspiring, huh!?!…..  🙂

Now consider this:  

Deep down you really are all that good that you suspect is true about you at the best of times, and that you have experienced in glimpses. And the LOVE inside of you never changes and is the only real thing going on…  

You don’t have to wait to have it all figured out before you can BE the LOVE that you ARE!

Even if you are not perfect, there is a part of you that is.  

This part is connected to everything that is good and true.  

It already knows what to do! 

But, knowing this is not enough. You have to access it and really FEEL it to GET it.  How?

To reach this part of you, try the following spoken-out-loud mantra (or positive affirmation), and adapt it to your own words until it resonates with a  big whopping YES! for you….

Time for a little SLC…   Miraculous SELF-LOVE CREATION!

Deeeeeep Breaths.  Put your hand on your heart and stand in strength. Speak these words (or vary) and really feel them until a new understanding starts to land for you….

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME… IS REAL.

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME…  IS ALWAYS THERE.

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME… HAS NOTHING TO FIX.

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME… KNOWS WHAT TO DO.

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME… KNOWS WHAT’S NEXT.

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME… IS EFFORTLESS AND FUN!

THE LOVE INSIDE OF ME… HAS ALREADY WON!

Repeat as many times as necessary and breathe it in until you can FEEL it in your body…. 

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Now, how does that feel?  

This is a huge Miracle of Self-LOVE just waiting to happen!  

Write to me and let me know how it affected you – you can write in the comments below, or send a message using the “Ask Krista” page above.  I would be happy to read your stories and share in the joy and FUN!  

Much Love with this Powerful Self-LOVE Creation! 🙂

Krista 

                                                                   The Miracle Is You

It’s a Beautiful Day!

Remember that song by U2?  “It ‘s a Beautiful Day…  dont’ let it slip away!”  I heard it this morning,  after  hearing a radio announcer say it’s not only getting colder than ever, but it’s one of the most depressing days of the year (because people go back to work and school after the holidays).  Really?  

What I see is the sun shining strongly, after a night of yes cold, but beautiful flakes of snow and stars… and what is not beautiful and magical about that?

There has never been another January 6, 2014 – ever.  

And there has never been another You.

Don’t get me wrong, I was tempted too. It’s easy to crawl back into bed and say “no, no, no!….” and try to avoid the whole thing, to stay in the dark a little longer before facing the day.  But the moment I did, my job was to spread happiness to every soul in my family (including my dog, who didn’t need it, but I did ;)).  To walk my daughter to school and school her on how her attitude will turn her day around (and it did).  And to return home thinking, what can I do today to make this the brightest, happiest, most grateful day to be alive?

For one, I love talking to you.  It’s true! I love to write, and for those who think this is hard for me, you are gladly mistaken.  I love it!  I do it because it feels good, and because it’s God gift to me, and to you.  So, on this most happy and beautiful of days, what did God bless you with? What did he give you to give?  Is it your smile, your sense of humour? Your talent at work? Your love of home and family? Whatever it is, it is yours, it is beautiful, and it is good. Give!

Thank you for being who you are, for living a life that is beautiful and good, for turning the clouds into the most beautiful sparkling everlasting expression of love the universe has ever seen – rival only to the sparkle in your eyes.

Much love to all and most Beautiful of Days! 🙂

Remember…

    The Miracle Is You

 Amen!

Krista

 

P.S. More Playlist recommendations:  “Beautiful Day – U2”, “Walking on Sunshine – Katrina and the Waves”, and one of my very faves:  “Heart of Gold – Neil Young”. Much love to all! 🙂

 

 

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A Happy Day

A lot of faith is put into a New Year, as if that magical eve will cast the spell for the days ahead – and ironically,it will,if that is what we believe.

But the truth is, no day is more important than any other, and each day that we rise we have a chance at a new beginning, a chance to let the miracles begin! 

This morning I was amazed by a passage in A Course in Miracles, which reminded me of the truth once again.  Each day when I rise, I am asked to remember this:

Today I will make no decisions by myself.  I will not be the  judge of what is right or wrong.  

Today I will ask for a Happy day. Today I will sing my Happy song!

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That happy day may be different for everybody – for me it means a day free of guilt or fear, where I share  my love with those around me freely without any ties to the past.  Where my soul and spirit soar, and I express myself in the easiest and most glorious of ways.  Where I share laughter and hope with my children, and play.  Where I marvel at the miracles of what God has in store.

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If I forget to ask for this most perfect day, and try to control things myself, make lists and fantasize about the future without asking that happiness be my mainstay, I will get lost in a sea of fits and starts.  I will not know what is on my heart.  Or how to get what is on it off of it again!  We really don’t know what is best.  That doesn’t mean someone else does, either!  It means the answer is inside of us if we Ask.  That higher, happier, more hopeful Self that requires nothing of us but to remember Who We Are as our only happy task.

DSC_0231So I begin the New Year, and this particular day with that Banner of Freedom in my ear:  Today will not be like the last.  Today will be a treasure trove of gardens in the snow, laughter and hope, marveling and startling wilderness of snow. Today will not be like the past.   

Today will be forgiven of anything I forgot to let go, or left behind and forgot to love.  What is inside is everything I could ever know, ever love, ever have.  What got left behind was never separate at all. If I can forgive it, so can God. And so we laugh.

 

There is nothing more to do, really, but start with that eternal question and answer on my lips:  

What would make me most happy today?

 

Because the answer to that is what makes everything else Live.

 

Amen.

 The Miracle is You

 

P.S. What makes YOU live?  What brings you happiness and a smile?  Do you think you deserve it today? Even if you don’t, ask for it anyway. Amen.   😉