Let Your Life Speak


As this blog post was percolating in my mind, my daughter was sharing some frustration around a situation in my granddaughter’s life. This next weekend, there are two events she really wants to participate in. The two events do not usually conflict, but this year they are on the same weekend. My granddaughter would prefer to do part of one (a youth retreat), so she can do both (a ride with her dad), and her mom was OK with that option. 
My daughter had figured out a way to get my granddaughter back for the ride with her dad, as her focus was very much on creating a win-win, but that solution did not seem acceptable to leader of the retreat. His point of view was that my granddaughter had to choose one or the other. My daughter felt that his position was unnecessarily harsh. 

As I listened, I could understand my daughter’s feelings. 
Suddenly I remembered (and shared) the story of the butterfly struggling to get out of the cocoon. As challenging as it is to watch the struggle, it is vital to realize that the very struggle is necessary because it is thinning the body to enable the butterfly to take flight when it is fully emerged. 
Without saying anything else, my daughter thanked me, and we ended the conversation. 
I was imaging how this situation was such a gift to my granddaughter, providing her the important learning of being at ease when making choices, staying peaceful in the midst of negotiations, being respectful to her own wants and needs as well as to the wants and needs of others. I could see such win-win, right there along side the present circumstances.

You have to love how things are so connected…. 
I was reading from Forty Seven Stories of Jesus about Jesus and several of his followers. Along their way, they came upon a young boy with a donkey. The donkey had wounds on its legs, looked very undernourished, and so was struggling under an unbearable load. No amount of the boy’s prodding and whipping was helping that donkey to move.

According to the story, Jesus offered the boy some help. He began to transfer the load off the beast. Jesus and those with him picked up the load, then Jesus led the donkey to a nearby stream. 
As Jesus began to tend to the donkey’s wounds, and then feed the donkey, he easily engaged the young man with questions about his life: Where was he going? Where did he live? What else was part of his life? What did he enjoy? 
Reading that story about Jesus made me think of the words of Pamela Chappell’s “Peace Cannon.” If you have not heard it before or have not listened to it in a while, take a few moments now and enjoy her amazing musical invitation to let your life speak
 That is probably the true answer to the question, “What would Jesus do?”

A wonderful photo of my beautiful friend, Pamela Chappell.

Retreat


As the saying goes, and miles to go before I sleep…. It has been a wonderFUL couple of weeks since my last blog post. I have already written about some of the specifics in my article for the November Beyond Mastery newsletter, so you will read about those when that comes out (or you can sign up here). 
The past three days were spent at a silent meditation retreat in Howell, Michigan. When I mentioned my planning on going to one colleague, this was his response: “Debra, you’re really going to be silent for 3 whole days ????  3 long days ?? Ha Ha………..”
The amazing gift that comes from Noble Silence within a group on retreat is how clearly you can see that the only things that get in your way are within you. The habit patterns of blame and shame (See The Drama Triangle), mercifully, fall away, and you are left there with the invitation to make something beautiful from your experience.

I was rooming with two other women, neither of which I know very well. After the last sitting meditation of the first evening, two of us went to bed. It was some time later the third came in to our room, turning on lights, opening and closing doors, opening (or crinkling) something, as she did her bedtime preparations. 

The annoyance seemed to go on and on and on and on, but, thankfully aware of the gift that is ever-present, I was able to have compassion for my roommate and myself trying to sleep. 

I forgave myself for any time in the past I was interrupting another. 

I made up stories about how this woman must live alone so she was not used to being respectful of others. 

I acknowledged the challenge she must be having trying to find everything she needed in the mostly darkened room. 

Most of all, I was able to ask, “Can I keep an open heart for all of us through all of this?” 

As I was able to lie there in the stillness, I was infinitely grateful for the practice and for this woman who was gifting me so beautifully….
As one of the meditation teachers said, there is no experience in the world that is more rich in practice, more nurturing to body and soul, than retreat. We may be going on retreat with the intention to get away from it all, but while we are on retreat, we find ourselves in love with the ALL THAT IS.

What Will It Take?


Many of you know my personal healing journey of when I had been given a diagnosis of degenerative disc disease—L4, L5, and S1, and osteoarthritis of the hip. I was told that I needed to have a hip replacement but, since I was only 38 years old at the time, it was suggested I wait. Otherwise, it was thought I would have one hip replacement, and it would only last 10 years, then I could only have one more, and would be left with no options at 58 years old.
I was evaluated at the Post Polio Clinic at University of Michigan. There I was told I had not actually had polio when I was five years old, even though I had been diagnosed with (and had been treated for) polio in 1955. I was prescribed a lumbar support, a shoe lift, and physical therapy. I was taking 1,000 mg of Naprosyn daily.
With everything that was done to me, my symptoms got worse. I used to say that I had bad days and worse days. At that time of my life, I never had a day where I was pain free.
The medical doctors told me I would not be able to work, I would be in constant pain, and I was told that I would never have quality of life. I am so grateful that you don’t have to take bad advice, even when it is delivered as a hypnotic command, and even when you paid for it!
One of my friends was a nurse. She needed some quick CEUs so she attended a Healing Touch Level 1 workshop. She came back from that, brought me her manual, and gave it to me saying, “I don’t know why I took this, but it is you.” I did not know anything about chakras, or auras, or meridians, but I knew a lot about chronic pain, and one of the techniques said it was for relief of chronic pain. Learning about energy healing gave me my life back, and I have since dedicated my life to sharing that with others. Now, over 60 years of age, I bike, hike, and totally enjoy life!
Dr. Paul Alfalla, chiropractor, shaman, and healer, with Amelia.
Today while I listened to Dr. Mary Jo Bullbrook’s Wise Chats internet radio interview with Dr. Paul Alfalla, a chiropractor from Lima, Peru, I kept wondering, “What will it take?” I know what it took for me to open up to a paradigm of healing that goes beyond the physical. I have been honored to witness what it took to open up many clients, including Jane Foster who is an amazing spokesperson for Imagine Healing. 
It may not take a universal movement at all. No, when  it is time, it is time. Thank god that is true.  

Molecules


Last weekend I heard a powerful story about very conscious woman who broke her toe. The toe was quite painful, and she was not able to walk. She was (understandably) upset, thinking about the lost opportunity to enjoy the lake for the rest of the summer. She thought, “I’m not going to be able to walk up and down the hill to the lake. I’m not going to be able to swim. It’s going to ruin my summer.” 
She works with a nonphysical guide/teacher. He asked her, “Is the toe ruining your summer or are the fears about it ruining your summer? Can you simply remember the whole toe? All that’s happened are that certain molecules have separated. That’s all bone is; it’s molecules. The impact separated them. Now they have to remember that they belong together and re-adhere.” 

He suggested she sing to her toe as she was lying on her bed with her foot elevated. While skeptical at first he says, “She began to just sing OOOOOMMMMM. OOOOOMMMMM. She began asking the toe in each moment, what tone do you want next? And offering the tones.”
She went to sleep that second night, and the third morning she woke up realizing that the foot really wasn’t very painful. He said, “It is knit. You can stand on it.” So she gingerly got out of bed and put her weight on it. It was tender, a bit, but not excruciating like a broken toe.
 He said, “Wiggle it.” 
Some wiggle. It wiggled without pain. 
He said, “Just be careful with it because it’s still healing.”
The most amazing part of this story is his closing comments:
“There was nothing to be done. She simply allowed it to express its wholeness. So she did not fix the toe, she simply invited the toe to express its wholeness and got out of its way, in a sense.”
This idea has been part of my process for a good many years now. When I was learning Healing Touch, I remember Janet Mentgen saying our role as healers is simply to see the wholeness, in spite of the conditions. When I am most clear, this makes perfect sense to me. You know you are not just your body. Even scientists realize you are energy, and energy can be neither created nor destroyed. 
In spite of the current conditions, at this very moment, you are whole. I am whole.
YOU are untouched by any trauma. I am untouched by any trauma. YOU are unscathed by any history. I am unscathed by any history.YOU are unmarred by any accident, illness, or injury. I am unmarred by any accident, illness, or injury.
What comes to mind most freely when you remember that we are just molecules? 
It is the truth. 
I am sure to be allowing this truth to permeate my heart and mind deeply over the next few weeks as I navigate the anniversary of the surgery that removed an abdominal mass. 
I know there is continued healing happening within and without. 
I think I will be singing to my abdomen in the days to come. 
I will start with one of my favorite songs, All is Well, by Karen Drucker….

Compassion and Beingness


“The outer mind is 99.999999 percent comatose.
It simply does not realize
the unconscious forces
that dominate
or direct
the life of the individual.”
~ W. Brugh Joy
I am in a pondering mood this morning. It may be some anniversary energies as I am acutely remembering having spent a lifetime of joy over a few weeks time in Thailand back in September of 2010. The sweetness of those memories are wildly contrasted with some very convoluted memories of a trip to Europe just one year later, in 2011.
As I was pondering, a “thought for the day” popped into my inbox. It seemed to direct my mental and emotional pathway. Aaron, a teacher I appreciate very much, was explaining the nuances between compassion and unconditional love. “Compassion implies a trembling in the heart, and opening of the heart….there is no longer need for forgiveness. Judgment falls away….there is a deeper seeing into the other’s suffering and an unconditional love that embraces the other…. [Compassion] involves both aspects: deep seeing and unconditional love.” Aaron says when love is there without that deep seeing, we are talking about unconditional love, but not about compassion. 
As I read Aaron’s writing, my mind immediately jumped back to having read Joy’s Way, A Map for the Transformational Journey: An Introduction to the Potentials for Healing with Body Energies, by W. Brugh Joy early in my training as a Healing Touch™ practitioner. In chapter three of the book, Brugh writes about a woman who had a direct inspirational awareness—spoken to her slowly and repetitively—of three injunctions: Make no comparisons; make no judgments; delete your need to understand. (p. 59) 

While I was looking online for the exact wording of these three injunctions, I came across a video interview Jeffrey Mishlove did with Brugh. Joy also wrote Avalanche: Further Awakening Into Beinghood. This video interview is titled “Thinking Allowed” and Brugh is talking about healing and the unconscious mind. You may want to take 6 minutes and 45 seconds to watch it for yourself
This is the ad for the “Healing and the Unconscious” DVD:
The unconscious, says Dr. Brugh Joy, is composed of multiple, autonomous personalities. These personalities affect our state of health—from allergic response to disease states such as diabetes and cancer. He suggests that the unconscious mind is far more extensive and powerful than is generally acknowledged, and that the normal conscious mind cannot hope to control the personalities within. Esoteric rites and initiations, he maintains, were designed to call forth particular personalities from the unconscious at appropriate stages of development. 
 
In the second part of this program, Brugh Joy describes how our dreams reveal the unconscious dynamics underlying health and illness. Illness, he says, is always there for a purpose. If we simply try to remove illness, without understanding how we are served by it, we fail to grasp its lesson. As we explore our unconscious mind, we face the disowned parts of ourselves which may appear to us as hideous or demonic. Joy suggests that if we are able to withhold our conventional judgments regarding these aspects, we can gain new perspectives on personal and social issues—and appreciate them as manifestations of our wholeness.
I loved how Brugh spoke about your getting a bigger picture, and the benefit that you are able to see through the many pairs of eyes, and hear via the many pairs of ears. I would imagine I may not yet be fully finished pondering, but I do have a greater appreciation for the importance of our having compassion for that sacred (not scared!) journey into beingness.

Elephant Hugs


Elephants are thought to have very developed emotional intelligence, and they have long been revered and honored in many cultures around the world. When I was in Thailand in September 2010, I visited the elephant camp, where I even saw elephants creating artwork.
 “The fact is that elephant art has an immediate visual, aesthetic appeal. Paintings that are executed by sentient beings will always elicit a response because I believe that we recognise in them something fundamental. When I study a painting by an elephant I see something awesome and primeval.”
Issaraporn Kaewthanasawad, Director of The Elephant Art Gallery

We bought bananas and fed the elephants, and I so enjoyed being close enough to them to have a sense of them as individuals. I was honored to spend that time with the elephants, and I will forever remember the euphoria I experienced when I received this elephant hug!

If I were to choose an animal to inspire human behavior, perhaps elephant would be a logical choice. Elephant’s medicine is said to be patience, gentleness, good communication, meaningful relationships, intelligence, strength, and compassion. Most would recognize these characteristics as those we all will benefit from having active. The benefits will be on all levels of our culture.

I read online, “Elephants show us that by supporting and loving one another, our own ability to thrive in the physical world is enhanced.” 

I cannot imagine what went so wrong recently in a zoo in China that a mother elephant attacked and abandoned her baby boy shortly after she gave birth to him. The behavior was so unusual that veterinarians thought her having stepped on him was an accident, but after they cared for him and returned him to her, he was attacked again. They had to remove him from her for his own safety.

The most remarkable part of this sad story is that he cried for five hours, because even though she was the one who had injured him, he was grieving not being with her.  

Reading the story tonight was heart breaking. 

I recalled the feel of my elephant hug, and remembered the joy I felt seeing the incredible elephant artwork. It is as though I am right back there in Chiang Mai!

As I remembered, I thought to send love! I began to hold that baby boy in my heart space. I imagined I could hear his breath and feel his body heat. I began to breathe with the sacred intention to have him know he is safe and cared for. As I relaxed more, I could feel my heart opening. Perhaps it is true that the heart only breaks in one direction—open.

It was as though the miles separating us do not exist. Time and distance melt away in my mind. I am being hugged by an elephant, and I am hugging an elephant. I offer gratitude for the privilege of loving this sentient being now….

The Fabric of our Lives


Thought for the Day
All that is required for success is a vision of the destination.
The journey itself will reveal the means to take me there.
~ Brahma Kumaris World Spiritual University
One of the projects of the Brahma Kumaris I really appreciate is Images and Voices of Hope. Images and Voices of Hope is a collaborative effort among journalists, artists, and media professionals. These are folks who recognize the work they do in media as “a way to give societies hope for the future.” What a powerful awareness to see what we do in the world as that powerful. 
Today was the first time in almost a year since I was together with skin on with all four of my local interfaith Minister of Reunion colleagues. It was a wonderful time of laughter, tears, sharing, reflecting, and enjoying our loving support. We looked at the changes, challenges, and gifts this past year has brought to each of us. The theme that emerged over and over is the truth that life can be trusted. We spoke of the lesson of the importance of being patient.
As Mona said, you can push dreams into manifestation before it is time, but that results in things being more difficult and messy than when you wait for your dreams to unfold in divine timing. The metaphor that slipped off my lips was like a half-baked cake. 
 
Following our delicious lunch and time for sharing, we were treated to a tour of the new Merlin and Carolyn Hanson Hospice Center that will soon be opening here in our area. 
The new facility will have 16 patient suites that are built to accommodate family members to stay overnight. The setting includes two walls of windows in each room so there is plenty of natural lighting.
Private patio areas—quiet spaces indoors and outdoors—”foster companionship and comfort among patients and visitors.” 
Even the two wings of the building are named for nature: Hummingbird and Butterfly, to remind us we are each part of a grander plan.
As we moved through the entire space, each of us was noticing the attention to detail. An amazingly welcome feeling has been built into each nook and cranny. If you would be honored to add your blessing to this wonderful “home” for the final days of those you may or may not know personally, go to the website where you can look at some of the furnishing. 
 
While none involved knew exactly what the final building and grounds would look like, many years of unending dreams went into the vision of our hospice residence. Breathe your passion for life into the colors and the patterns and textures so those who are to come here will feel that love. Remember people in your own heart who have gone on to spirit. Feel their connection to this project. 
I read recently if you dedicate yourself to service, the doors will open. As you flip through the pages and look at the furnishings, imagine running your hands over the fabric and thinking about those to come. Parents, children, siblings, and friends will lounge on the sofas, and sit on the chairs. These walls will bear respectful witness to tender goodbyes, words of forgiveness, expressions of love. We are all in this together.

Answer the Call


Last evening we watched Cloud Atlas with some friends. In a very complex plot, spanning six locations and seven time periods, Sonmi-451, a human clone in 2144, works as a slave in a fast food restaurant. She becomes awakened to the truth that the workers are not freed after the end of their contract but are actually killed and fed to other clones. As with each of us, awareness invites inspiration.
In the throes of a sweet attack after lunch today, I resorted to eating a fortune cookie left over from our last Chinese take-out. This is my fortune:
         
          You will be called upon to help a friend in trouble. Answer the call.
It is my prayer that we all know our whole lives are about answering the call. Cloud Atlas is not an easy film to watch. It is much too violent for my taste, and it is three hours l—o—n—g. Even so, it is a film I will watch again. Thestory has a significant message that is relevant to our lives. 
Even as I was watching “Cloud Atlas” the first time, I knew I would need to see it again. Now that I’ve seen it the second time, I know I’d like to see it a third time — but I no longer believe repeated viewings will solve anything. To borrow Churchill’s description of Russia, “it is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma.” It fascinates in the moment. It’s getting from one moment to the next that is tricky.
 

Surely this is one of the most ambitious films ever made. The little world of film criticism has been alive with interpretations of it, which propose to explain something that lies outside explanation. Any explanation of a work of art must be found in it, not taken to it. 
~ Roger Ebert, in his review of Cloud Atlas (24 October 2012)
As we drove home from the having watched the film, I had a profound memory of an experience I had several years ago. Our grandson, about 13 at the time, had gotten all caught up in a video game. The family was ready to go out to dinner, to celebrate a couple of birthdays, but he was trying desperately to make it to the next level and kept saying, “Wait! Just give me a few minutes.” Everyone was in the car, still waiting for him, when his mom went back in, and pulled the plug. We ended up having a very uncomfortable situation.  
The following morning, my husband and I were on the road. He was driving and I was pondering the events of the previous evening and writing in my journal. I was thinking and writing, ” It is ridiculous that he gets so intense—it is just a game.”
I heard in my head, “It is just as ridiculous to get caught up in the game of life. That, too, is just a game. Even if it is something like global warming. You entered a ‘game of life’ zone. When you see it as it really is,  you will understand why people say not to sweat the small stuff and it’s all small stuff.
The archivist asks Sonmi-451 if she had known the rebellion would fail. She admitted she had known it was doomed, but if she had remained invisible, the truth would have stayed hidden also. Before being executed, Sonmi-451 makes a public broadcast. The power and clarity and relevance of her words resonated in my heart as I fell asleep last night and are still with me today:
“Our lives are not our own.
From womb to tomb,
we are bound to others,
past and present.
And by each crime and every kindness,
we birth our future.
I believe there is another world waiting for us, a better one.
And I’ll be waiting for you there.”

Cloud Atlas is not an easy film to watch. It is much too violent for my taste, and it is three hours l—o—n—g. Even so, it is a film I will watch again. Thestory has a significant message that is relevant to our lives. It is my prayer that we all know our whole lives are about answering the call.

For Good


This was the Thought for Today that slipped, almost innocently, into my inbox during the early morning hours. It was sent to me by a good friend. I could sign up to receive them directly, but I appreciate the connection with a person who touched my life when she lived here in my hometown, and continues to touch my life now, even though she lives in Florida year round.
You spend most of your life running after things, doing things. You forget that being comes before doing. Those who remember this secret make an effort to “be” and discover that when they stop and observe, life helps and brings whatever is needed. Learning to be is learning to be at peace. It is our most fundamental nature.
As I read this thought, I had an almost-guilty echo of a conversation shared with friends last evening as we indulged in ice cream following dinner at one of our favorite Indian restaurants.One friend was talking about her work-related stress. I slipped into my “helper” role quite easily, and even drew support from one of the others. Reading this “Thought” reminds me that a greater ease with all of our lives is available to each of us at every moment.
This time of year I really enjoy early mornings sitting out front on my Zen Walkway. 
I had finished my meditation, and was listening to myriad birds, savoring my leisure on a late-summer Sunday morning. I checked email. Joel, my co-author, had shared a link to an amazing video of professional singer, Kristin Chenoweth, who was Glinda in Wicked. 

In the video, Kristin calls a member of the audience (Sarah Horn) up to sing with her. Youtube user, Mike Kestler uploaded this video of the duet. I hope you will be blessed if you take time to listen. 
I have watched the video several times, and now I can finally watch it without crying. I was crying as I was thinking of my friends I had dinner with. I was crying as I was thinking of those I have worked with and played with and agreed with and argued with over the course of my lifetime. I was crying as I was thinking of how the winds of time have blown us together and apart like autumn leaves riding the river out to sea.
If you are reading my blog, I think you will recognize the truth and agree with the lyrics:
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good
After having seen the video, some of you will deeply appreciate reading allthe words to this powerful song, so wonderfully sung in this chance duet by Kristin and Glinda. Truly, this is demonstration of the way every encounter we have (you can call it chance) changes us for good….
Here are the words to “For Good” (from LyricsFreak):
(Elphaba):
I’m limited
Just look at me – I’m limited
And just look at you
You can do all I couldn’t do, Glinda
So now it’s up to you
For both of us – now it’s up to you…

(Glinda):
I’ve heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am today
Because I knew you…

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

(Elphaba):
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You’ll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend…

Like a ship blown from it’s mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you

(Glinda):
Because I knew you

(Both):
I have been changed for good

(Elphaba):
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I’ve done you blame me for

(Glinda):
But then, I guess we know
There’s blame to share

(Both):
And none of it seems to matter anymore

(Glinda):
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood

(Elphaba):
Like a ship blown from it’s mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood

(Both):
Who can say if I’ve been
Changed for the better?
I do believe I have been
Changed for the better

(Glinda):
And because I knew you…

(Elphaba):
Because I knew you…

(Both):
Because I knew you…
I have been changed for good…

White-footed Deer Mouse


When you are aware that perspective creates experience, you really do choose to take a greater sense of responsibility for your life. What do you think of when you think of a mouse? Many people are very frightened of mice. Does that seem odd when you bring a rational mind to it? Have you ever heard of a mouse attacking a human? For sure, having mouse droppings in one’s home is not sanitary and can present health risks. But, honestly, humans might be being influenced by a mammal much larger than we.
In A.D. 77, Pliny the Elder—Roman author, naturalist, and natural philosopher, wrote that elephants are afraid of mice in an encyclopedic work, Naturalis Historia, which became a model for all other encyclopedias. MythBusters Adam Savage and Jamie Hyneman have done experiments (thinking they would disprove Pliny) and shown in a Natural Geographic film that, indeed, elephants do run from mice.
Here is a comment on a blog about the showing of their conclusions:
I’ve seen this episode several times now, and my first thought when the elephant backed off from the mouse was not that it was afraid, but being cautious not to step on it. Elephants are intelligent and compassionate animals. I think if they come across a small, non threatening animal like a mouse, they will make every effort not to harm it.
So, here you are confronted with two very different opinions. One might give more weight to Adam and Jamie since they were the ones who saw the elephants. But, what if we cannot believe what we see with our own eyes? A lot of people obviously have at least a suspicion you should be suspicious about what you see and what you think. You will get about 260 million results to a search for the phrase, “Don’t believe every thought that you think.”
Native American lore is likely to put nature into context, meaning the suggestion to observe the behavior and message (called medicine) of the specific creature you encounter. In Animal-Speak: The Spiritual & Magical Powers of Creatures Great & Small (p.290), author Ted Andrews, says this about mouse:
When mouse shows up as a totem, it is either time to pay attention to details, or an indication that you cannot see the forest for the trees. You may be getting so locked into details that you forget the big picture. 
Mouse medicine can show you how to focus and pay attention to detail. It can show you how to attain the big things by working on the little things. Whenever mouse shows up there are lessons associated with attention.
This month I am working with attention by developing an expanded awareness of things that allow me to access what is sometimes called the “field of infinite possibilities.” As part of the workshop series with Barbara Brodsky, I am doing an energy technique using colors and the chakras and aura. Once that “etheric field” has been accessed, the suggestion is to hold your highest intention in mind. From the Buddhist tradition you might intend (1) harm no one (2) may all sentient beings come to the end of suffering (3) may all experience peace. As a Christian, you can intend for each person to experience salvation and live in love.
A wonderful reminder for each of us to not be afraid of the little things in life comes from this baby white-footed deer mouse. We found  him stunned on the pavement and picked him up and moved to him to the safety of the foliage you see him on in the photo.They are strictly nocturnal and can become blinded by the sunlight. This guy was about the length of my little finger. Soon after we put him down, he burrowed himself down under the leaves. Ah… safety!

Being aware of both the details that we can attend to and the sense of meaning that comes from seeing the bigger picture does provide a greater sense of connection to the All That Is, doesn’t it…