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.
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. 💞
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?
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?
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.
Lent (which is my entire – well mostly – reason for writing Faithful Forty posts) is a time to figure out what you’d like to give up. It’s also a time when we are reminded and most significantly, that Jesus fasted for 40 days and 40 nights prior to his ministry. I’m not a Catholic or Christian. Though I was baptized and received holy communion and all that jazz, when I was a young girl.
Most, if not all believers of these faiths, take part in the rituals connected to lent. So, you may be wondering why am I observing and celebrating lent, if I don’t actively practice Catholicism or Christian beliefs? If I’m talking to a select few of individuals who do practice lent as said faiths, I might be judged. I might be told that my attempts here are not worthy of God’s divine smile and approval. And no judgement by the way if that happens to be people’s opinions. I create blog material for myself, and hope others’ will enjoy it.
I don’t have any logical or religious affiliations regarding my spirituality. I have a connection with God/higher power, etc., and welcome all who happen by this post; all 40 of them. As such, I have a sacred relationship with the divine. That is my reason. I’ve given up, giving up. not much, but it’s a start.
I’ve been wondering what Jesus would be doing now. During His time in meditation: conversing with God. Is Jesus sitting down on a mound full of wonderful desert flowers? Is he walking along a river, or stream, and gently patting His face with a few droplets? What is God telling Jesus? April 3, 2021 is Easter. The day that a miraculous resurrection took place.
I wonder what my 40th post will be? Will I share my own experiences with the endings and beginnings I have achieved during this 40-day observance and celebration? That’s my goal after all. To share. To my future self: way to go on your spiritual climb. Keep climbing.
And so I’ll pass that on to you – with or without religious affiliation – keep climbing, don’t give up. You are not alone. I’m wishing you all many blessings as I continue on this challenging task.