Healing Light

Some days I feel twinges of guilt and moments of sadness that I have had to set boundaries and yet at the same time an overall relief that I don't have deal with their drama.  If only it didn't have to be that way but I cannot change this other person and I cannot help them if I am in melt down mode.  I have to put on my life preserver jacket and save myself first and then I can help someone else.
Surrounding myself with a bubble of golden light for protection from negativity so I don't absorb anothers negativity lke a sponge.

MYSTICAL FEATHER



Sunday afternoon when we arrived home after church and having lunch Larry noticed something in the front yard near the Maple tree.  Walking up to see he replied 'it's only a feather'.  But I said no it must be my lucky feather, a mystical magical feather and so I picked up the fragil feather that was standing straight up.  With its wispy fine downy feel I wondered if it was a goose down feather.  Or could it be like the pennies from heaven stories and it was sent to me from my Guardian Angel to let me know the Divine spirit was watching over me.

I suppose it could be from someone's feather duster but no....I want to believe it was sent to me from Heaven above.  It makes for a much nicer thought as to how the feather landed in my front yard.

LIVING YOUR LIFE

truly alive

"living to please was exhausting.

she had to leave their expectations behind.

listening to her heart, she followed.

following her heart, she danced.

and she began to feel truly alive"

terri st. cloud

In having to set boundaries recently with and elderly relative I did indeed feel a twinge of guilt and yet at the same time a sense of deep relief that I was taking care of my emotional health.  I cannot allow myself to be the scapegoat for all of her venting on things I cannot fix or being blamed for things I did not do.  And so someone else will be running errands and and taking her to Doctor visits, someone she really likes and that doesn't have a past with her to trigger emotional melt downs.  I will still be involved doing what I can at a distance.

How can I live my life if I am emotionally drained and exhausted?   No I must take care of myself first so that I will be able to do for others.

IN REMEMBRANCE OF MY DAD

Born March 4, 1914-Died August 14, 1996

Irwin Francis Brennan

God hath not promised

skies always blue,

Flower-strewn pathways

all our lives through;

God hath not promised

sun without rain,

Joy without sorrow,

peace without pain.

But God hath promised

strength for the day,

Rest for the labor,

light for the way,

Grace for the trials,

help from above,

Unfailing sympathy

undying love.

I feel his presence and love after all these years,  I understand and feel his pain.  I have released so much in my life here and now my Dad doesn't have to experience pain and suffering and rejection any more.  He has been with the Holy Spirit and Angels for fifteen years now.  Today when receiving energy work we asked my Dad to bless me with his presence as well as the Divine and my Angels to assist in my healing.

Even though Dad wasn't always present in the home, I knew in my heart he loved me and thought of me often.  And so with tears in my eyes I thank you for being there for me and giving me love.

Thank you Lord Jesus for my Dad

LONELY LITTLE GIRL

I have never met the little girl I am writing about.  She lives in a small town in a small senior apartment complex.
She is only three  years old with blond straight hair but she could be any lonely child.   My heart aches for this small child who is living with her mother as she begs for attention from the elderly people living there.  Most of them are nearing ninety years of age and don't want to be bothered by her even for a few minutes.  They have complained to the apartment manager about her.  I can picture her as she goes from door to door ringing the door bell wanting someone to pay attention to her and even  asking for a kiss.  This is not safe for her to do and her Mother should be outside playing with her, there is even a playground across the street.

When I have to listen to stories of something she did she is referred to as 'that little girl' which is sad to me.     Apparently they are all so old and not well that they cannot imagine how a small child must feel as they tell her to go home.  There have been a couple of preschool age boys living there at one time and the one who complains to me thought they were wonderful and would sit outside with them on the bench for a short time.  She still misses them and they did stop by to visit earlier this summer.  But she has not liked 'that little girl' from the day she moved in.  To me this represents my inner child at age three.

Why do the little ones have to suffer?

So I say a prayer for her and send Light to comfort her.  If anyone reads this please send love and Light to Addison.