Ok folks, my mom nearly twisted my arm to write this thing called, blog post.
She said people might listen to reason coming from me, because I’m adorable. So, here goes:
I understand Jesus Christ fasted, I guess, didn’t eat much – which I find hard to imagine, for 40 days and forty nights . The way Jesus talks about it to me, is, sometimes, you need to empty in order to fill up again with better things. Like, when my food bowl is empty. I’m flying by the seat of my pants here…
I guess, you can also hear better with all the silence… Heaven to my sensitive ears. I imagine walking alongside with Jesus keeping Him company… I would have scared that awful snake that tried to tempt Him. I look small, but my bark is big.
When I observe humans around me, I think it’s possible to mentally, spiritually, and emotionally fast. But humans don’t understand this simple concept: listen more, talk less; love unconditionally because this is true love; help others, because trust me, you’d want them to help you; listen to silence, it’s your best council. Simple.
I think I like writing blog posts… I’m asking my mom to let me write another post soon. So humans, are you listening?
I’m always so happy when the light goes on. Figuratively, and literally. As a creative person, I can find beauty, meaning, and ideas everywhere.
It’s no wonder why we are seeing vast growth in high tech gadgets, movies, television, and in our world of writing and many other amazing inventions.
But what does it take? To get in that creative space? For me, it’s not thinking about it. Those mindless opportunities can be in silence, or a boring chore. The more that I don’t think, the better.
My thought process is only useful when I am working a frame around the idea, that then can be shaped and materialized into the finished product. Sometimes, a picture inspires a story, or memory from long ago.
But behind it all, is simplicity. Believing in myself. Because what I create, is divinely inspired. As I observe this sacred time during lent 2021, I am connecting to other parts of myself, that I don’t normally acknowledge.
The act of writing becomes cumbersome, when I think too much about it. So, I leave the light on and in so doing, hope you all will leave yours on too. The more bright light in our lives, the more successful we are collectively, in making our world a better one. 🙏🏼
Ok. Okay… I’m done trying to figure out the crazy sh##, we’re all watching, listening to, and shielding our eyes from. Okay, me. My eyes, my ears; words – media and otherwise. I like watching YouTube. I enjoy so many of the cool videos out there. And I catch myself watching news clips. CNN, CNBC, NBC, PBS, WP, and the list goes on.
On top of all that, my brain grapples with multi-dimensional theories and experiences. Like, what if God is us, and we are God, and we are so miniscule in God’s form, which is formless, that we can’t even be detected in a microscope? That we are God’s cells. That we are the space in the dark energy in the universe/multiverse…
No. I’m not trying to start a religious war of any kind. I just simply look at the miracles around me. How every morning I wake up, I’ve already had a glimpse of my future. My past, long gone. How my fur-kids lavish me with love I sometimes don’t deserve. How my brain can be on a negative track, and then just like that… I’m smiling again. I have hope. Faith, that in the midst of all of our global crisis’ we will survive, but not just survive, THRIVE. Yes, my brain hurts. But I can’t imagine what would happen if I didn’t have one. I guess I wouldn’t have a blog, and you wouldn’t know I exist. So much for existentialism. Especially, when you live it every day.
So, here’s to nothingness, and everythingness… Many blessings, Sandi