Brilliant !

This is so very brilliant that I had to share

William Blake writing to the “reader” of his poem Jerusalem says:

The Spirit of Jesus is continual forgiveness of Sin: he who
waits to be righteous before he enters into the Saviours kingdom,
the Divine Body; will never enter there. I am perhaps the most
sinful of men! I pretend not to holiness! yet I pretend to love,
to see, to converse with daily, as man with man, & the more to
have an interest in the Friend of Sinners. Therefore
[Dear] Reader, [forgive] what you do not
approve, & [love] me for this energetic exertion of my
talent.

http://www.public-library.uk/ebooks/15/32.pdf

Think about it,
The Spirit of Jesus is the continual forgiveness of sin; 
Therefore, forgive what you do not approve and love me.

MAGNIFICENT!!!

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Imagine

When is the last time you used your imagination?

Just imagine, try it. smell it, taste it, feel it,
taste a lemon or chocolate.

See yourself taking a nice bath or shower.
Imagine your best friend and just hanging out with them . . .

How’d that make you feel?

JESUS   –
Jesus,  people were either praising Jesus or trying to kill Jesus, they still are, every day.

It is written:
For this reason, therefore, the Jews were seeking all the more to kill Him, because He not only was breaking the Sabbath but also was calling God His own Father, making Himself equal with God. John 5 – 18:18

Are we not the very same with one another? Are we not the very same within our own selves?  Imagine being equal with God. How would you use such a power? To what end? How would you walk? talk? and conduct yourself toward your fellow man?
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THE BATTLE
This I have in the past learned the hard way.

My heart has been aching for years and years now. Finally, I am on the mend, truly I am.

All too literally,  I have put my heart in another man’s hands.  I’ve had enough heart surgery on the outside for three people at least. Now, it’s time for surgery on the inside.  My chest has been sawed in two and wired back together, heart has been stopped and started, it’s arteries blockages have been spliced, and rearranged to assist with the flow of life.

This I have learned the hard way. Our weapons for winning the war on fear and doubt are within us. Everything we need is within. Christ the hope of glory is within you! Christ in you is so close that you can not nor will you ever be separate.

Watch what conversations, judgments, loving and unloving thoughts you dwell on.
Take time to think about what you are thinking about.

Hmmmm, What are you thinking about when you are not thinking about what you think about? ? ?

Truly God is One and All in All –  Love and wisdom, faith, grace, and truth, forgiveness and all good things or doubt and fear, pride and greed, it is all inside of you, every last jot and tittle. We are held accountable for every imagination of our hearts.  The most power, the greatest responsibility we will ever have is the power to choose.   Choose wisely, choose nobly, choose lovingly.

Like tiny seeds, your inward imaginations are the seeds and fruit of your heart and they will yield fruit after their own kind. Reaping a harvest of what you have sown in the garden of your mind. We all reap what we sow, it is the law of an identical harvest, and that law will never pass away.     Look within and monitor your thoughts and inner conversations.  Speak to one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs making melody in your heart to the LORD, to whom you belong. Be thankful.

Change the inside, and you will witness that change on the outside.

But . . . you knew that. Be encouraged in the knowledge that “God” is for you and not against you. All good things are given richly to be enjoyed.

BIG LOVE,
lil’ gini

 

Poem for Today

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Doesn’t Mean Anything

And it doesn’t mean anything
Hear children, what you hear
I sit and hear the fan whirling
The narrator narrating
The birds in the trees
Brings me to my knees
And it doesn’t mean anything
These are but echoes of things that have been
I’ve been here
I’ve been there
I’ve been just about everywhere
And it doesn’t mean anything
I feel cold
I feel warm
My heart beats on
The days grow long
And the earth still turns just the same
And really, really,
It doesn’t mean anything
Light, Love, and Life goes on and on
Darkness, chaos, death,  shadows
Of what has been, it was, it is, it comes to pass.

What will be, well . . .

That’s up to you?

Us?

Them?

Oh wait! That’s me.

And it doesn’t mean anything . . .

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Quit Yer Bitchin’ – Mental Diets 1.1

Consciousness

I was just standing quietly on the porch thinking when I decided to roam around the grounds making myself at home.  Having a conversation with myself, you know, thinking.

I was cogitating on the Oneness of the All in All, Above all, in all and through all. And how true it is that everyone you meet has the same breath, the same light that lights every man. When I came around the corner and saw a neighbor doing, far as I can tell,   the same thing.

We had the most lovely conversation, we laughed and laughed enjoying things we had in common. Made my day.  We said goodbye and I went up the stairs and stood for a few more minutes just noticing and being thankful.

That right there my friends, was a good glimpse of glory, and I appreciate it. I’d like to do that more and more.

While standing on the stairs I was moved by some train of thought that got me off track brought me down a little. The thinking that stopped me was Noticing how much people complain, and how much you and I complain. Complaints depreciate gratitude. Well, grace abounds and gratitude always appreciates. I don’t like depreciating or complaining. I’m going to give it my best to stop complaining inside and out. Starting while it’s still today.

People just love to complain, we are always seeking comfort while remaining uncomfortable with where we are. Tell me, please, how can we be comfortable, if we complain about being uncomfortable with where we are at? Just think about it.

Very sad.

Along with all that complaining comes the control issues:
Control issues?     I once had someone tell me not to breathe a certain way because they found it annoying. Like I was doing it on purpose to annoy them. I’ve been doing my best to imagine them content, and happy – for that is all I truly wish to be. Yet I fall short …
But, this is for another blog, another day.

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As within – So without

Full responsibility !! – nothing outside yourself/myself is responsible for your world, for the “without” is a reflection of the “within”.  We choose our thoughts, our imaginations they are the seeds we plant in the garden of our minds and what we plant grows and blooms unless we weed it out.  We have the choice of controlling our thoughts and guiding them in love and kindness, gentleness, joyfulness, patience, peacefulness in all we know to be good in life, or we can let our imaginations run wild, thereby reflecting chaos, malice, strife, hatred, envy, division, murders, wars, destruction.

http://biblehub.com/luke/17-21.htm
21 They can’t say, ‘Here it is!’ or ‘There it is!’ You see, the kingdom of God is within you.”

Now in all this I am still just a child, learning, growing,
Simple, but not necessarily easy it takes practice, patience, and faith most of all.

Freinds, I beg you, choose your thoughts wisely, choose the noble, choose love, choose life.

BIG LOVE
‘lil gini

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Related Song for those who love poetry and song:

https://youtu.be/fs0g6yL6kDc

Paula Cole – ME
“Me”
I am not the person who is singing,
I am the silent one inside.
I am not the one who laughs at people’s jokes,
I just pacify their egos.
I am not my house, my car or my songs,
They are only stops along my way.
I am like the winter, I’m a dark cold female,
With a golden ring of wisdom in my cave.

And it’s me who is my enemy
Me who beats me up
Me who makes the monsters
Me who strips my confidence

I am carrying my voice
I am carrying a heart.
I am carrying the rhythm
I am carrying my prayers, but you can kill my spirit, it’s old and it is strong,
And like a mountain, I’ll go on and on.
But when my wings are folded,
The brightly colored moth blends into the dirt into the ground

And it’s me who is my enemy.
Me who beats me up.
Me who makes the monsters.
Me who strips my confidence.
And it’s me who’s too weak,
And it’s me who’s too shy to ask for the thing I love.
And it’s me who’s too weak,
And it’s me who’s too shy to ask for the thing I love.
But I love

I am walking on the bridge,
I am over the water,
And I’m scared as hell
But I know there’s something better. Yes, I know there’s something better,
(Yes I know, yes I know, yes I know, yes I know)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Me_(Paula_Cole_song)

FAITH

Today’s Glimpse of Glory

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In your prayers call those things that are not as though they were, give thanks for them.  Then go on with your day.

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These thoughts are things, you just haven’t seen them today.  One day in the fullness of time it will come to pass.

This is faith

a knowing that within and Nowhere else but in the Spirit that gives life and lives in you, in all, above all and through all.

Live and rest assured in  BIG LOVE

lil’gini

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Neville Goddard Video

Acts of God

http://youtu.be/HicZDckC_1M

Just pause and think about it.

You decide.

Falling To Pieces

And what a glorious glipse this is:

Sh, sha, shah, shattered  (shay-ooobey)

Did you ever study the subject Rock in the Bible?

The link below is to a cross reference if you would like to take a peek under that proverbial hood.

Rock Bible Cross Reference

Ponder this, if you will

“Every child born of woman says, I am! That is the fragmented rock. In the end, when the fragments gather together to form one being, you – wearing your face – will realize no one exists independent of your perception, for the world is contained within your own wonderful human imagination, and projected by you.” Neville Goddard

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Onward and upward to
Mr. Chris Cornell,
Mrs. TDS “Riff of the Day, Queen of all Metal” Davis,
Ben Graves,
D. & S. Winslow …,
C. Gilliam…. ” and every beloved one who passes passes through this valley of the shadow of death.

Fear no evil. Be still and know I am within you and you are within me. Imagine above all, in all, and  through all.

God is One.

BIG LOVE
lil’gini

In Your Thoughts

Guilty Pleasure confession number 1:

I love to be alone, get stoned, and just cogitate, and write, and dream, the best days are when I can dream and let it all go . . .

Instructions for proceeding if you choose to engage in them: Take a few deep breaths, relax, let go, melt and say to yourself I have all the time in the world (so long as I am not overbooked, ha, ha, ha) repeat until you are ready for a bible reference!  Ready? Go!

The book of Ecclesiaties Chapter 10 verse 20

” Do not curse a king even in your thoughts, and do not curse the rich while in your bedroom; for a bird might report what you are thinking, or some winged creature might repeat your words. “
In other words, and the simplest of terms, mind your thoughts.

Think about what you are thinking about.

But you knew that.

 
ENVY and STRIFE
Even us “po-folks” can be guilty of jealousy or being miserly, and envious. Guilty of assumption, that is. It’s pretty easy to envy the “rich”. I know I have many times. It never helped my situation, not once.  
In fact, it only made me more miserable, in turn, all could see around me was misery. Now, I don’t know about you but, me, I do not want to feel that anymore.  THAT”S IT !! I’m refusing misery.

I resolve to recognize when I begin down a path of misery and complaining in my self-talk, my inward thoughts and when I do, I will Stop, forgive, think again and choose grace, and gratefulness instead. YEAH ! No more bitterness, or envy.

I choose to be, happy and contented with what I have, and yet, ever able to expand, grow and improve.


I choose to live now, I choose life on the inside first.

Signs follow depending upon your attitude:

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It’s a good day!

Guilty Pleasure confession number 1:
I love to be alone, get stoned, and just cogitate, mull things over and write, and dream, the best days are when I can dream and let it all go . . . and write what is in my heart.
Who said that? HAF

BIG LOVE 

lil’ gini