I am not one who meditates in the sense that I sit cross legged on a little pillow and attempt to empty out my mind of all that fills it. I've avoided that idea like the plague for years. I was scared, I was not taught to "meditate" and thus it didn't feel right or I did not feel it was "the right thing to do."
But I have come to see that I do meditate in my own way, and so do you. Mediating is thinking on something. Letting an idea just sit within. The trouble begins when we "sit with ideas" too long that we don't really wish to live.
I just came upon this meditation video. This is wonderful. This is perfect. Give yourself this gift I ask. Give yourself some time, some space, the gift of a quiet place to be, just be with these words. Let them touch your soul and open you to know, thus allow your soul to grow in a loving relationship the God.
So if this is "meditating" then I am all in. For are the kind of thoughts I choose to be my reality. - Deb
Trust the Inner Voice of Love. This my message, for this is what I have learned. During a period in which I had lost all faith, and was barely hanging on to the end my of rope, I cried out for help. And in response I felt a tug, and when I tugged back the communication began. My journal became my life line to this Comforting Light, which I named the Voice of Love. I had heard no other speak of such an experience, such an experience of conversion of being, such an experience of hearing words of comfort and direction given in the moment of my need. I begin my book, Listen Hear, A Divine Love Story, with the words that say it all. "My mind used to be filled with pain and fear. Now it is filled with Love and Comfort."
Just a few days ago, I came upon words written by the celebrated spiritual author and Catholic preist, Henry Nouwen. I invite you to read and compare excerpts from my book, Listen Hear, A Divine Love Story with Nouwen's book The Inner Voice of Love. I didn't know him but I know what he knew. And this same Truth is what I wish to share now with all of you.
May your Joy Be Full,
At the end you shall see, how this story was birthed through me.
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