Falling Into The Season

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Peace & Blessings you beautiful blessed being…

My sincerest regrets for such an extended time of absence from sharing with you.  But my dear ones, it is imperative that sometimes you must step away from normalcy and commune with oneself.  Much clarity and awakenings occur when you interrupt your life with a balance bulletin.  With autumn or fall as some refer to it finally making its presence known in the atmosphere, the change has begun.  I always found it strange that I was born in the spring, but autumn is my favorite season.  Now while some think this is the appointed time to give thanks I disagree wholeheartedly.  You must give thanks at all times.  But the harvest season and season of change with all the hues of the earth reveal themselves.  I got to thinking while driving this morning and gazing at some trees as they slowly leaned back or forth, all were green.  And well with green being the color of life and vitality, it’s simple, they are living creations.  But oh my, the miraculous truth unveils when those true hues begin to reveal their true species and originality.  The concoction of browns, rust, golds, yellows, faded greens, and orange tones all are colors of the season which all come from the roots and earth which is black and brown.  The roots are the lifelines of the forest and nature.  Just as roots connect the lifeline of plants so do the veins and arteries in human and animal creations.  Yet in summer, all is green – the season that I feel reminds us to live for the change that is approaching and what we must prepare ourselves for.  So this season I challenge you to fall into a grander state of the you, you truly are designed to be.  Ingest the spices of apples, oranges and cinnamon mulled with nutmeg and such.  Delight in the savory sacrecy of comforting consciousness.

Love & Blessings to each of you my lovely Shugas.

Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.

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Divine Dew Drops

 

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Peace & Grace My Lovely and Beautiful Shugas….

I’m incredibly thankful, “just because” When one expressing this particular sentiment, “I’m thankful or I’m grateful”. You can fill in so many blanks you would begin to flip your paper over, and to the next sheet, and to the next sheet and so on and so forth.  But there’s soooooooooooooo much we must be thankful for and not attempt to count them, but to simply acknowledge them.   No matter how we act, what we do the Most High and Loving God continues to give us two blessings when we awake, “two eyes”. Then blows some sweet breath in this shell of body we have and the list begins to matriculate from there.

But on yesterday evening I was on my way home.  Because I live in the south, it is not uncommon to travel long roads filled with fields of all sorts.  I believe these fields were corns, forgive my memory, but I notice this incredibly tall sprinkler spreading long streams of fertilizer that  I know the distance covered each corn stalk.  I got to thinking what if each of us were a cornstalk, metaphorically speaking and no matter how far away our positon may be in visual sight each stalk got a portion of the mist that was vital to its growth.  Some may perhaps been saturated while some got a few drops, but regardless none were eliminated.  I thought perhaps some stalks are stronger than others and don’t require the same amount.  With this same concept being applied, we are sprinkled with the Divine dew drops from our maker every day.  We all receive different sizes, styles and types of blessings according to what, when and how we need it.  So my lovely Shugas, give thanks for the Divine dew that mist upon you with your blessed self.

Love & surely nothing but blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.goo