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Happy Birthday Agido !

You never know when your muse will suddenly arrive and depart.
The muse is the spark of creative fire within the higher imagination.
It can subtle, fleeting, and tricky to understand.
When the Pied Piper appears ,
it is time to follow your inner guide,
your ingenious and inventive brand of thinking.
Do not follow an outer leader piping a hypnotic tune;
listen rather to the gentle refrains of your own inner music.
Be playful. Dance. Sing.
Let your artistic gifts blossom.
Pay homage to the creative spirit that leads you forward on the path of life

ENJOY your day of magic and wonder!

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Happy Birthday davidjohn  !

Birthday greetings from a golden-haired mermaid sounding  harmonious music
She carries the Holy Grail of universal love and human kindness.
 
ENJOY  your special day full of magic and wonder !

X

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"Abraham, I'm wanting to help this person."

And we say, just hold the image of them in a place of utter Well-being, and trust that through the path of least resistance, either they will recover and Well-being will be restored here, or they will withdraw and Well-being will be restored there. But in either case, whether they stay or whether they have what you call death experience, the Well-being is always restored.

Whether it is someone who has just been bipping along in physical experience who has been meditating, who knows the sweetness of Connection on a day-to-day basis, who says, "Ah, this life experience has been so wonderful and I think I will now turn my attention to another aspect of my life experience," closes their eyes as they put themselves in the bed, make the transition, and they are discovered as having made their transition in the night. Or whether they have some violent experience, where at the gun of an enemy, or the gun of someone violent, or a car crash they make their transition. As they make their transition, ultimately it is still the same experience.

 

Excerpted from a workshop in San Rafael, CA on Saturday, March 9th, 2002

  Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass - it's about learning to dance in the rain.

A bright, sunny , frosty morning .
Half a dozen text messages arrive on switching on mobile.

I'm writing this using the new text editor- typing   is slow and when I delete a word it carries on deleting .... oddd

BREAKFAST .... see you later Blogland

Blessings xxx