emotional processing

God give me strength

I am writing today, God, weary of trying to understand how the needs of a grown adult are more important than basic care and emotional nurturing of, not only a small child, but also a child with disabilities can be allowed to flourish in my experience. The adult can make decisions on how they choose to live, think and grow while the child is totally at the mercy of the person who is afforded the privilege of assisting them to be the perfect human being that You intended them to be.

There is no-one so damaged that they cannot reach out to you, God, ask for Your assistance and allow for the inflow of pure love and upliftment that will be shared. Of course, we think that this magically takes away all the pain and errors that life has presented to us. The magic is in the experiencing; the magic is in the unfolding; the magic is in the coming to light of all things possible.

But this is a choice afforded to the older wiser beings, not the young. The young must be nurtured and taught to foster their desires and love; they must be led in a way that enables them to express and experience for themselves the organic delights of this world and make their own magic happen.

The ‘responsible’ adult must therefore have the desire to be that person for them. That person who will make sure that their own emotional state is such that they can support them fully in their desires; loving them in such a way that the only influence that will be exerted will be that of assurance in the fact that they are not required to do anything at this time except be delighted and adored; and trust that God’s Laws are here to wrap them in His mighty fold.

I know the process, God. Give me the strength to come to terms with what is happening; help me to plug the holes in my soul that are contributing to my own experience and that of others around me. Make me brand new again in your love; and know with certainty that this earth world is somehow bringing me to that place. That place of understanding; the place of acknowledgement that we humans are the greatest of your creations and able to rise to a level of awareness far greater than we can possibly imagine in our current thinking.

Abracadabra – let me create – an experience of great upliftment that sees this awareness resonate throughout the human intellects and activate the struggling souls of humanity to a place of serene peace.

I thank you for your assistance once again today as I experience your loving warmth permeating throughout my body; soothing and assuring me that, with my desire firmly set to make manifest a world of complete harmony and love, all is well; and all can be achieved if we hold our faith firm and not allow our focus to be diverted. That’s how the magic happens, with knowing minds and the desire to grow in love.

Rising Above

Accused of plotting
‘Not being sincere’
How it did irk me
And make me feel queer!

I released some emotion –
Without a commotion
It soothed me and salved me
And lessened my fear.

When all of our fearful emotions are felt;
When all of the dastardly cards have been dealt
That’s when it happens;
That’s all that it takes
To finally feel the difference it makes

To say that I cherish all the lessons to learn
Would be boldly denying ‘it can make me churn’
Churning and learning go hand in hand
As we valiantly approach a warm place in the sand

As God is my witness,
And witness he does
(Not judge or condemn me,
Just sends me his love)
If I resolve to be humble
At this time in my life,
To quietly ponder all that it lures
It will help with my future,
Of which I am sure
Desperately, definitely depends on our love
And culminates, rightly, in Rising Above