Motivated By Spirit

The number twelve has tremendous power and meaning for the human race. It is the number of the dimension through which the human being must travel to fully integrate the divine aspect of self with the human aspect of the one self. When the Arabic numeral for that power is displayed; it is a design that triggers spark of the light within the human DNA to shine. Thoughts of twelve also trigger the light; this reminds us that we are beings of light. The significance of this primal number has been given to us throughout our history. We engrave our cultural stories with the number twelve and our great heroes are somehow associated with the great number. To understand the importance of the number twelve is to go a long way toward understanding the enormous power we have to transform ourselves and our world. To help us we have made the symbol for that transformation an integral part of our everyday culture. There are twenty-four hours in our day; twice twelve. Jesus had twelve dis

In my church today we paused at the end of the usual meditation to hold a moment of silence for the souls who transitioned via the incident at the Pulse night club in Orlando . I paused along with all the other congregants to pay homage to their souls. Our nation has taken to demonizing the soul who caused the other forty-nine to depart. I thought of the other soul, the one who chose to precipitate the exit of the forty-nine; and knew that soul also needed love. I added a soul fiftieth soul to the list. As a practicing metaphysician I know there is a bigger picture than that of 'simply an insane person wielding a gun; and victims falling dead as a result'. Those who were involved in the incident in Orlando are souls participating in an eternal dance which can only be understood if we view the incident from the perspective of souls. None of us know the forces at work within each soul. None of us can say for sure what motivated the soul who held the gun. None of us

My body, driven by the ego, wants to be the center of things. In order for me to remain on this planet, I need the body. Therefore I give credence to everything it says. As with most earthlings, I tend to listen to my body only when it causes an uproar which interrupts what I am doing; in other words, when it hurts. Every once in a while, I remember to give attention to it aside from the normal feeding, washing and sheltering; which are the basic minimum requirements for all bodies. I maintain this attention for a few days and my body responds with great joy and corporation. Then, since everything seems to be going well, I lapse into forgetfulness. When this occurs the body screams with minor or major maladies. I am indeed grateful for this body and how perfectly it performs most of the time. It has taken me wherever I wanted to go, without protest. The feet hurt only when they are placed in uncomfortable shoes. It demands more rest than is considered normal; but that too

Now holds up to my awareness joy, beauty, peace, harmony and love; it is the perfect picture of me, my very self. Now calls from within me; its voice of peace biding me to see love as the reason for my being . Now holds the sounds of laughter and the songs of children together in its embrace; willing me to love. Now is the instant of complete satisfaction ; the total rest in which there are no needs, no wants, and no empty spaces. Now expands upon itself and I am linked forever with eternity. Now my body revises itself; fulfills its plan as health and wholeness. The template of its original design merges with my body; and deep within each atom, perfection is caused to swirl to the surface and reveal its light. Now the clock measures the heartbeat of peace with every tick and the echoing tock speaks back a grand new harmony. Over the eons I’ve accrued misconceptions and layered them one by one upon my individual being ; the moment, the ocean of conscious love and my own one

This now is bright, luminous and secure. Fear is forbidden in now . Joy is the hallmark of the attention I give to myself this very now! Now my questions are replete with their answers; I know only fulfillment. This instant stands glowing before my eyes; eternally holding all my possibilities. It brings the knowing that ' there is truth and I am that truth ' as my gift from life.   I stand resurrected with new life; a phoenix with no ashes; a plume of light where once I saw darkness. As I gathered my atoms eons ago; I knew this moment would be. This is the moment for which I’ve planned and worked and prayed. How do I live this moment? From my physical perspective, the moment I started discussing has passed. I the eternal being hold this moment sacred within the holy bosom of my being forever. The ceaseless ebb and flow of the eternal ocean of love maintains this moment as a bright shining star within the body I’ve come to call God. This moment fills my heart with suc