Take a leap of faith and begin this wondrous new year by believing. Believe in yourself. And believe that there is a loving Source – a Sower of Dreams – just waiting to be asked to help you make your dreams come true.
It doesn’t really matter whether we reflect the light through our authentic gifts or whether our authentic calling is to spread it. What matters is that tonight is that the world is dark, cold, and bleak. Your flame burns so brightly. Share your Love and warmth with others. Watch the Light return.
The simpler we make our lives, the more abundant they become. There is no scarcity except in our souls.
We are far betting dealing with the big losses-death, divorce, debt, and debilitating illness-than with the daily onslaught of little losses.
Soul-directed events defy logic and ridicule reason.
Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand. Only dreams give birth to change.
No one needs to know that you’ve shut the world out and are meditating as you stroll down the street. Twenty minutes to a half-hour every day is a good amount of time to restore a sense of serenity.
A new chapter in life waiting to be written. New questions to be asked, embraced, and loved.
No matter what our decorating style – realized or aspired to the essential spiritual grace our home should possess is the solace of comfort.
Some holiday traditions are sacred. In our house one such tradition is the annual Christmas classic cinema celebration.
Gradually as you become curator of your own contentment, you will learn to embrace the gentle yearnings of your heart.
Our success already exists on a spiritual level; it’s a matter of pulling it into the physical world.
Second thoughts have aborted more dreams than all the difficult circumstances, overwhelming obstacles, and dangerous detours fate ever could throw at you.
It’s a perfect moment to quietly meditate on the cosmic Great Mother who can inspire us all; the divine, feminine Spirit of nurturance known as The Goddess, so revered in ancient times and being rediscovered by women today.
Sometimes when we awaken from the bad dream of disowning ourselves, we think that the sojourn to self-discovery is a new one. But it is an ancient quest.
Start moving, a step at a time, step after step. The positive momentum will take you from there.
Deliberately seeking solitude-quality time spent away from family and friends-may seem selfish. It is not. Solitude is as necessary for our creative spirits to develop and flourish as are sleep and food for our bodies to survive.
Conscious choice is creative. Unconscious choice is destructive. That is how we end up living other people’s lives.
It’s hard to tell our bad luck from our good luck sometimes. And most of us have wept copious tears over someone or something when if we’d understood the situation better we might have celebrated our good fortune instead.
Joy is your birthright.