Messy or organized chaos?

The making of God’s spritz

Alright y’all… God’s Spritz? I mean really?

As hard as it is to believe, every bottle is lovingly, and carefully measured with all natural ingredients: Holy Water from the River Jordan, sea salt, purified water, and lavender essential oil. Sometimes, the measurements vary slightly. I don’t think or worry about it. Each bottle is made for that special someone.

I am divinely guided to make and share this unique blend: equivalent to lighting up sage sticks, or the like, these 2.7oz bottles serve the same purpose: to cleanse, purify, protect, and add an amazing scent to go along with it!

As I set to work to make these, I felt an immediate sense of calm and peace. Made to fit easily in any space, this is convenient, instant refreshing calm, and well, however it’s meant to assist you.

Is it egotistical to say it’s ‘God’s spray’?

🤔

Many blessings, Sandi

Freedom

A new day, in a new life. Breaking free of self-imposed chains; external forces that cuffed me somewhere along the way; seeing a new way forward inspired by seemingly impossible obstacles to overcome; Easter. The day we observe The resurrection of Jesus Christ.

This isn’t a post about religion. It’s an acknowledgement that we experience many endings in our lifetimes. And through those endings, emerge new beginnings.

Today, I celebrate my own release. Release from negative live-feed internal nonsense, and build healthy boundaries around those who seek to tear down my efforts.

🥂, may you all find beauty, courage, and strength around your soul. 💞

Many blessings 🙏🏼, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day 36

Northern New Mexico

Did you know Jesus Christ has a wonderful sense of humor?

While on their recent visit, my nieces encouraged me to share my dreams about Jesus. I needed to check my gut on this. I know I’m not the only who has dreams about Jesus, and the prince of darkness.

I’m focusing on the most recent dream I had about Jesus: I was outside. The sun was brilliant. To my left, as I looked up to the sky, I saw a cloud with amazing rainbow-like colors. An angel appeared to cradle a woman in distress. Just as I began to sharpen my focus on the scene, my attention was drawn to activity in front of me, up toward the sky. The angel and woman to the left disappeared.

Jesus’ face came into view. I had been holding a camera. At this point, Jesus smiled, and began posing for a picture, well, several. As He turned His face left and right, tilting His chin slightly up and down, I started snapping away. His smile contagious, I started smiling too. His brown hair fell in soft waves above his shoulders. His mustache and beard perfectly trimmed.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. The dream as much as I can remember, ends there. The next morning, a feeling of peace and happiness permeated my being; setting me free for a time, of burdens, worriess, and fear.

I’m hoping sharing this dream will bring you peace and solace. If Jesus can smile through earthly disaster in all its forms, can’t we too? Maybe, just for awhile?

Many blessings, Sandi 🙏🏼

Faithful Forty: Day 30

Ana, Azra, (brown spot) and Benji

As I reach my 40th post into celebrating and observing lent 2021, I’m reminded of how often I need to express gratitude. My sister and her family are visiting, and I don’t see them often. Benji is high-fiving Ana my niece, and his actions say it all!

I have 10 more posts to go. Already more than knee-deep in my spiritual observance, I don’t know what future posts will look like. I do know that I’m more aware than normal, of the sun as it gently brushes across my face; soon will turn to a bit of burning.

I’m aware of the kindness I see from strangers to other strangers. Of the support, sympathy, empathy, and caring through these difficult, stressful times.

I express great gratitude to my higher power, for all I receive and am able to give.

Many blessings folks! – Sandi 🙏🏼

Faithful Forty: Day 28

Your turn

Today
It’s your turn
Dig deep
Swim wide
Eyes open
Who are you?

What will you do?

Your heart yearns
Begs the
Question
Now, later, never
Tomorrow
Maybe?

Your soul
As old as the
Universe
Merges with the unknown
Why fight
Maybe just flow?

What will you do?

Another day is done
Embrace that
Someone
Cheer them on
Hold their hand
It’s your turn.

@ovehlu

Faithful Forty: Day 17

Image: Josemdella-Pixabay

Let us run to Mary, and, as her little children cast ourselves into her arms with perfect confidence. — Saint Francis de Sales

Many blessings, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day Ten

Nia and Coda

Need I say more? 🤗

Apparently my fur-nieces do…

Nia: ‘Im the one to the left, my sis, Coda is my chin rest. She’s my playmate, and confidant, (is that a real word) and I just want to say, love those around you. Support and be there for them. Life is too short. (Cliche’s are fine for now.) 💕

Coda: I’m older now. Have more experience than my little sis. I don’t need cliche’s, but I will say this, ‘lean on me…’ which I believe is a song. Need I say more? 🤲🏼

I love these girls, they’re so wise! Many blessings, Sandi, Nia, and Coda.

faithful forty: day two

Divine love and light

It’s that simple

running into time

stretching

and bouncing back

and feeling fine

giving, loving, accepting, forgiving

but the lines are ragged on my face; tired

waking up, and going to sleep wired

from trying – is it that simple?

No, yes, maybe

sacrifice doesn’t include free

compassionate, kind, blissfully green

it’s that simple

Many Blessings,

Sandi