Do you feel alone? Why? Don't you know, that even if you are alone, you really aren't? Don't you feel it in your heart? Don't you know it, in your brain? How is it possible, that you can look out through your eyes, and not sense there is a power making it possible for you to do that? No, I am not talking ghosts or anything creepy like that. That is just silliness, talked about to scare children. I am refering to being surrounded by so great a cloud of wonderful spiritual beings, who are so intensly interested in your everyday life, you should be able to detect them. If you sit still, and don't distract yourself by television, or a book, or radio, but just be quiet, you should know what I am talking about. Now, I am not speaking about visions of Angels or God or Jesus, although, I would never rule anything out. What I am talking about is that sense that we all have, that tells us "someone is watching me." Though it shouldn't raise the hackles on the back of your neck, but should be just a knowing...you are part of the universe, meant to be here, and with a purpose, that, if you listen, you will begin to hear and understand what the spirit world is trying to tell you.
I was up first and early this morning. I opened the door, and sat looking out at the garden. I was inspired to do this, by seeing the flags and trees being fluffed in the wind, and the breeze was so sweet, and the sunrise was so new, it took me back to vacation mornings by the lakes.I would do the same thing then, and sometimes, slip into my swim suit,and grab a towel, and go down on the dock by myself, after leaving a note for the family. I would drape the towel over the bench at the end of the dock, and go down the ladder, and slip into the water, easy and quiet, pushing off from the ladder as soon as the water was waist high. I would feel the same thing I felt this morning. The fragrant air, so sweet. The lake water, like silk as I would glide out, breaststroke, sidestroke, back stroke, turning and almost spinning as I went,and then coming to rest on my back, floating, deaf with my ears filled with water,watching the sky and birds as they flew, through the tree cover. With a fluttering scull stroke I stayed close to shore, and the dock, not allowing the tide to take me out to the middle of the lake, or ground me on the beach. All of that came back to me in an instant, just smelling the wind and seeing how lovely the garden was, and I could actually FEEL that silky water again, oh, how lovely it was. What a wonderful sensation to be out of that hot stuffy loft bedroom of the cabin I shared with my sister, and to be alone, with only my own breathing in my ears, my long hair no longer a blanket on the back of my neck, but to be in the water and cool....coool, and then, reluctantly, I closed the door,and with the calmness brought on by that memory, what else could I do? I went back to bed...hehe
And with reliving that memory once again, guess what? I think I'll take a little nap....nite-nite
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