Last night I
felt something that I have never felt before. It was a complete knowing. I
heard myself say things that have never felt more true. I am completely happy!
I have everything that I need. There is nothing missing in my life. My search
is over…
I have never
been happier and more at peace than I am in this moment. I have everything that
I need.
“Let us think about happiness. Everyone
desires to be happy. Everyone strives toward happiness. Too few obtain it.
Happiness is not a mental debauch. If one must become intellectually or
emotionally intoxicated to be happy… *she is bound sooner or later to sober up
and must again plunge *herself into an unnatural state to revive her happiness.
Happiness must come from a deeper wellspring of being. Permanent happiness
comes from a quiet contentment and an inner sense of certainty which cannot be
shaken…” This Thing Called You~
As I came out of
my silent meditation I asked my heart, what
would you have me know?
The response was,
Quiet the mind and rest!
But of course I
wanted to resist the messages sent because I am filled with excitement today
and filled with possibility. Its November 1st the day I decided that
I would begin writing the Daughters of the Revolution fulltime… no distractions…
no gatherings… no social events… completely committed to writing…
Then underneath
the words, QUIET THE MIND and REST I wrote… PLANNING and PREPARATION… I am
having an inner battle because the warrior in me wants to move fast… I am speed train
ready… but I am being called to be quiet and rest. I have everything that I need…
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After silent
meditation and my morning readings, I wrote my morning pages… it was about
reaching out to my Padrino to let him
know that I need him right now. There is a spiritual practice that he provides
me with in order to quiet my mind and rest. It requires three days of rest, no
computers, no reading, no tv, no phones… I am dressed in white all three days and
I rest. I am being called to rest my mind and my thoughts. I am about to embark
on another journey during the month of November that will take a lot out of me.
Quiet my mind and rest!
Excerpt from
Finding Your Force A Journey to Love~
Prayer:
Creator, today I write you a very special letter of love in gratitude for all
you have given me… and for the life I know that awaits me. I am so grateful for
the gifts of LOVE that you have shown me. I am grateful for the love you have
allowed me to experience. Thank you for the ability to give my love and my self
fully. Thank you for my ability to be vulnerable and allow my pains to be
revealed in love. I am grateful for all the healing that has come from all the
LOVE I feel… a healing that truly has been from the inside out.
Today I
ask you to continue teaching me about love. I ask you to continue guiding me
towards the mastery of love… to fill me with the kind of love that just pours
out of me. I ask you to replace every lonely thought with all the LOVE promised
to me… keep readying me… continue to prepare me for the greatest LOVE I have
ever known. Bring me the love reserved for me… the mirror image of me. Una
persona que me ame locamente… que todos los dias le da gracias a dios que yo
naci.
Bring me a
love like ALICIA LOVE… complete… from every part of me… when she’s tired… when
she’s sick… when she’s mad... when she doesn’t always know the answers… when
it’s hard… when it hurts… when she’s angry… let it be LOVE. I want to feel the
fullness of that love experience… not a passing moment. I want to feel it
flowing through me like the blood in my veins. Thank you for every blessing in
my life. In this moment I am renewed and filled with love, peace and
tranquility. I am patient. I don’t need to worry. I can continue to walk this
journey knowing that love will find me. I don’t need to search for it… its
right where I stand… and so it is~ Finding Your Force is available on
Amazon.com.
“I am in the Aleph, the point at which
everything is in the same place at the same time. I’m at a window, looking out
at the world and its secret places, poetry lost in time and words left hanging
in space. Those eyes are telling me about things that we do not even know exist
but which are there, ready to be discovered and known only by souls, not by
bodies. Sentences that are perfectly understood, even when left unspoken.
Feelings that simultaneously exalt and suffocate. I am standing before doors
that open for a fraction of a second and then close again but that give me a
glimpse of what is hidden behind them—the treasures and traps, the roads never
taken and the journeys never imagined. Our eyes have become the mirrors of our
souls, mirrors not only of our souls, perhaps, but of all the souls of all
people on this planet who are at this moment walking, loving, being born and
dying, suffering or dreaming.” ~ Paulo Coelho’s, Aleph
Eyes are the
entrance of our Souls… the mirrors
of our Souls~
She introduced
me to him, a musician. He is a drummer that she hired for a religious
celebration, a Fiesta de Palo.
When we met it
was brief, but I could see his soul. He was angry at the world. His hope was
replaced with limitation and defeat. Love was replaced with mistrust and doubt.
Truth replaced with dishonesty and guilt. Hard work replaced with survival and
entitlement to scraps. Joy replaced with anger at people and the world. Just
from our brief encounter and speaking only five minutes I knew his entire life
story.
The world, his community, people,
governments, society had done him wrong…
Or at least this
is what I felt from him.
I noticed his
light flickering. His eyes were blood red, the whites gone. It felt like he was
allowing his Soul to deteriorate. He was releasing his Soul. He was
surrendering the Soul, not in order to be open to more of life… he was surrendering his Soul and
giving up on life.
Then he met her… full of light. Perhaps she was sent
to save him, to reveal something to him, to heal him. He wanted nothing more
than to be around her. He went to every event where he knew she would be. He
just wanted to be close to her. He wanted her to give him some of what she
still had because somewhere along his journey he lost it. He was looking,
desparetely searching for his Soul—yet it has never left him and he cannot have hers.
“I sit down to
rest. In the shade of the trees, I rest and find my peace in Thee. How shall I
stand before Thee but in silence? How shall I honor Thee but in the meditation
of mine heart? I will keep silent before Thee. My Soul and my Spirit and my
silence shall be Thy dwelling place.” The Infinite Way, Joel S. Goldsmith
I AFFIRM
Today, I will know that my Soul is the most sacred place I can turn to.
Today, I will know for you that I am mirroring your Soul to you and it is filled with love, beauty, abundance and complete happiness.
Today, I know
that I am always protected and guided.
Today, I am being called to reflect back to you, what I know for me~ for this knowing I am so grateful~
And so it is~
Aché
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Alicia Anabel Santos 2012
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