Great Music lifts the Soul….

We need moments to refresh, put down the worries, reflect, it’s not a diagnosis, it’s like cleaning the desk at work, or the bathroom at home, there is stuff we need to do. With so much happening in the world, the mind becomes overloaded, and if we don’t give it a break, we can overreact, becoming ultra sensitive, till eventually we are programmed in our responses. We join causes without thinking deeply about what we are getting involved in, in a nutshell, we become pawns in other life dramas. It’s the new year, time for starting the new, it could be a change of relationship, it could be the end of one, the beginning of something new.

 

Being human, we are sensitive, even if many pretend otherwise. you put on a few pounds, a crisis, the pants it tighter, the thing is, after the season of Christmas, we are all in a tighter squeeze, well, it could be any festival time, but human beings tend to worry easily. In an effort to relax the mind at crucial times, apart from trying the booze, that is meant to be a joke actually, but the music of all types allows you time to get out of the worry zone. So I am throwing in a few middle of the road classics, that will just do that. In times of great stress, you are easily upset or worried. The sheep only have to smell the wolf to get the panic attack, and there are many other there, who know how to exploit your feelings. Listening to music helps you set the mind, like poetry, it lets you forget the world, you forget fashion, you forget social media worries, you forget your mobile phone.  Start your day with great music, and be surprised, amen.

When you can bypass the mind, you can access the heart. happy new year!.

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Be Prepared ….a re blog

Meeting God requires nothing more than you creating the opportunity to do so. The rest is managed by God.

via Meeting — Soul Healing Art

Imagine It

If you could turn every one with evil intent into a babbling fool, just imagine it, their mouths pouring our dribble, imagine it. Solomon was recalling the story of old, the power of Great Spirit, the power the Child Jesus was gifted with. Casting out demons was on Solomon’s mind, the grudges, hatred, resentments that so many carried and found an opening at the wrong time. At least with alcohol you had to consume it first before you went on the rampage. With the silent resentments and hatreds stored within, (good reason or not, experience or what), once the topic was raised, accordingly, the partnering feelings rise with it, those deep seated feelings and anxieties, boom, the explosion, touchy feely they say, they being friends, they being polite. Imagine it, God Most High, who has heard it all, waiting for mankind to mature, the way a farmer waits, for the plant to give it’s full potential, imagine it, waiting for the day, when they would all realize that today was the day everyday, not the baggage you brought with you everywhere, smile, amen.

The Rules

She nods, it’s her first day, she made an effort to look smart, neat but not too much, first day, she has to learn the rules. The long sweep of her head, she eyes her as if she’s a mannequin, well, all you will be doing is standing there dear, give them something to look at, distract them, she meant to say him, once he, she corrects, once they get a focus on you it’s easy to control the communication, she is going to be front desk material, it’s the public services desk of an airline, they mostly handle complaints, and women do it better, well, in law, you can’t argue or use language that might be considered biased, women have more thorns, more armor, put them in the front line, those who are protected, they are the rules.

Solomon recalled his father, on his knees, unpacking his luggage, as he had gone over the weight measure limit

and had to exchange stuff for the overhead. A tax on presents, the extra luggage you carry coming back. It was created by an accountant no doubt, a team of them, find areas where we can legitimately charge for, what about the others in the industry, the boss smiles, they are greedy too, they are the rules. Imagine the rules, you get to the heavenly gates, you pass your cards across the counter, and a bribe, a last minute promise, a donation to a popular charity, this will solve the problem. Peter sighs, know the rules, he points to a tablet of rock, points, the guest retches inside, the rules.

The Holy Spirit

Imagine it, you can say what you like about Jesus, and be forgiven, just imagine it, well it’s written, imagine it, you can’t say anything about the Holy Spirit, that offends God, just imagine it, well it’s written, the border that can’t be crossed, even the demon knows it, amen, just imagine it. Imagine it, the Spirit comes from God, just imagine it, the creator of the universe, Solomon didn’t have to imagine it, now imagine that, so imagine the prayers of the ancient prophets, and the modern day efforts to taint love, and resting places of Holy Spirit. As said all those years ago, the Helper arrives, it had, there was no need to imagine it, amen.

What If?

just imagine it, your thoughts are read, good reason to be an artist, you can express yourself .Just imagine it, your thoughts are added to the pool of all thoughts, just imagine it, you have a say in all that happens, just imagine it, the Power of God resides in all of us, our thoughts turn into actions, almost a voting system, the more good ones, the higher the love, just imagine it. Those with the good thoughts, usually children, their honesty is trusted, adults hide behind walls. Just imagine it, today is the day, and you are part of it, and your job, is to think all that is good. amen. Just imagine it, you can teach it, just imagine it, the words of Jesus, unburden yourselves, forgive, allow yourself to think only as the father does, imagine it, what if you tried one day, and it all fell into place, just imagine it, Solomon already had. Just imagine it, there were those who knew this, and hid if from the world.

Solomon saw the circular cloud, the mist, the stuff you can’t dream up, the visit from great Spirit, didn’t have to imagine it. Imagine what you could do, if you could petition God, what would you say, how would you put it, just imagine it, a better world,

What Am I Looking At!

Implants in the rear end, who wants to look at it, that’s where the other stuff comes out, who are you trying to offend, have you lost your marbles entirely, do you realize how stupid it has become, encouraging the young to view from the rear, when it’s the heart that means everything. Bend over and twist, it’s as if we are appraising racehorses at an auction, well it’s for sale is

what it’s saying, good enough, well label it honestly them, stop trying to confuse the world, after all, what am i looking at, amen.

Solomon sighed, if there was problems in the world, there are other places i should be looking for the answer. What did the almighty think of it, gifts, it all adds up, amen.