I Unlock The Doors With My Keys Of Faith

I Unlock The Doors With My Keys Of Faith

 

I believe in the things that I know are yet to come. I believe in what is. And I know that in which I am surrounded by has the faith in me to see things through.

I anticipate with confidence. Not bound by the ropes of any worry or fear. I look forward to what I expect.

For what is to be-already went to proceed.

Real faith is a very powerful tool. One should not underestimate the tenacity of the mind and spirit.

When something is consistent in nature it builds trust, loyalty, and/or presume.

However, to abruptly take things for granted can lead to one’s chilling disappointment.

In dealing with what is reliable we learn to depend.

And we should always appreciate what we can depend on with honor and grace so that we may continue to receive the most ultimate things that the universe has to offer.

When someone tells me that I cannot, faith tells me that I can. And I do, because I really knew that I could!

When someone says that it is not possible, faith tells me that it is. And I see, because I really knew that I would!

When someone wants me to not believe in what I know, faith tells me not to listen. And I hear, because I really knew that I should!

Faith knocks down the doors that are closed. Faith opens up the windows that are shut. And faith will fly us directly into the sky that is limited.

Without faith there is nothing. And for those who do not believe will receive nothing.

So I don’t believe that I have faith. I have faith in what I believe and what I believe-gives me the faith to continue to achieve.

 

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Second-Sight

Second-Sight

To see into the future and call it forth is not something that is out of the ordinary for someone who was born with a caul (veil).

There are many distinct powers that go along and that come from individuals who posses the natural inherited abilities of the caul.

True caul births are supposed to be a very rare occurrence. Not very often are babies born with the thin membrane enclosed around their heads and face denoting the signs of psychic talent. Yet there have been many who were delivered in this fashion, shining their lights upon the billions of people in the world who they are greatly outnumbered by.

Till this day-even in this day and age of modernly advanced times, there are still those other individuals who do not believe in omens of this kind. They pass it off as nothing more than superstition.

In spite of that fact, anybody with sense knows that just because something is not accepted by a certain percentage of people does not mean that it does not exist.

Everyone has their own beliefs, and system of belief. And that is a right that one is entitle to. However, no one is in authority to force any other into believing or not believing in what they see fit to call as truth.

For those who do know, believe, and understand. The experience of a caulbearer is a very deep and beautiful thing in my opinion-and according to what I have been through in my life.

I cannot and do not speak for all others who were born with the special abilities of the caul due to the reasonable fact that everyone is their own individual. And not everybody’s experience is or will be the same.

Gifts of this stature involve spirituality. A spiritual nature deeply rooted in the hidden knowledge and powers of a supernatural kind.

Extrasensory perception is mystical and exciting.

Looking at things through the third eye is quite astounding and wonderful. And when one feels, hears, tastes, smells and discerns some or all of the things that come along with the happenings they serve as great epiphanies.

So whether or not an individual chooses to use their abilities personally, professionally and/or spontaneously, they should never ignore the gravity that they hold.

Anybody can spread them self around idly and without regard to gain money or advantage.

There is nothing more common than immediate worthless profit.

Everybody, however, is not wise enough to benefit from what they keep sacred as they richly maintain purpose.

There is nothing more rarer than the delayed ends of meaningful satisfaction.

 

 

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Forget Me Not-Letters From The Valley

Forget Me Not-Letters From The Valley

 

How could one forget one’s self? Turning away from whom and what they really are. I am not ashamed of anything regarding myself.  And I am not afraid to express what I’m about or what concerns me.

Freedom is a very powerful thing. Liberation is a privilege to take advantage of, yet many do not indulge in the opportunity out of fear, the fear to truly be themselves.

Some, who are different and unique in their behavior, appearance or preference and so on, would rather fit in with the general population than to endure the ridicule and rejection that many individuals face.

So instead of having the courage to reveal who they truly are they compromise themselves to gain acceptance.

In my opinion that is a very empty way to live and to conduct one’s life. It is also very sad.

To me, generality is boring. I find myself more interesting in being unique as I am like no other. I find delight and excitement in what I like even if nobody else does.

When one downplays what they are genuinely about they sell themselves short.

I wouldn’t want to be anything other than me, pretending just to satisfy and to get the approval of others.

People who stoop to that level do not deserve the blessings that come along with having true individuality.

 

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My Spiritual Clan And Our Family Tree

My Spiritual Clan And Our Family Tree

I have great love, protection, guidance and loyalty from my beloved ancestors and orishas. We are a complete spiritual team.

I call them “my spiritual clan (the orishas/loas and elemental universal forces) and our family tree (my ancestors/spirit guide energies)”.

They were always there for me. Leading me in my way and escorting me throughout my journey of exploration and discovery.

Things that I knew and perceived about life when I was a child were revealed, defined, and confirmed to me during the stages of my development.

By nature, there is an unwavering consistency of character and affect between my spiritual connection and I.

I am a person of my word. One who is able to be relied upon. And a person who does not fail to come through if I am genuine and/or knowledgeable about the situation.

These responses are automatic and intense. And not only toward one another but within ourselves as “dependability” and “productivity” are our own natural inherited traits and ability.

My spiritual clan and our family tree are completely aware of every an all of the inside and outside things that are associated with the happenings of this life and can concurrently manage through any type of barrier.

I have confidence in them and their wisdom. They have proved so much to me time and again, upholding everything together and sharing with me a lot of hidden knowledge.

The loas are powerful supernatural beings, greatly differing in force yet not so foreign from us in attitude and reaction. They have dispositions that are very similar to humans.

My departed loved ones who lived as strong authentic Yoruba priestesses in their day an age work harmoniously in accordance with the loas.

Other noble relatives of mine who weren’t involved in the priesthood serve their purpose through various means of devotion.

And all of them are highly venerated. I am just as devoted to them as they are to me. All of my good ancestors, and the specific loas that are attached to me, are the loves of my life.

My ancestors and orishas have always had my back in what seemed like the most chaotic of times. Nothing was ever too big or too small for them all to handle. And I was always important enough to gain their solicitous and undivided attention.

That is what is so fabulous about the universe. It has the ultimate power to simultaneously preserve any situation at any time with anyone and anything.

My spiritual clan and our family tree know more about what I am capable of-than I do myself. And the overwhelming love and faith that they have in me is priceless/ irreplaceable.

The spiritual connections that cling around me and the energies that surround us are my greatest motivators and inspires.

 

 

 

 

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The Family Circle

The Family Circle

It irritates me when a relative does not get acknowledgement because they are dead. Does their being deceased make them any less of your family, no way, certainly not!

(I am mostly unlike any of the family-but if someone were to mention oh she favors so an so in some form or another-that is because they’ve never exactly seen or came into contact with family that I actually do share similarity with)

I have relatives that are still alive here on the earth (and some distant relatives as well) whom I absolutely do not care a thing for or, about! And I do not take after anyone of them at all either-thank my lucky stars.

My dear family members that I truly love and respect have for a long time been in their graves, but they definitely are not forgotten. I see a lot of them in myself. We were all genuinely of one another. And we still are in spirit. And that fact is so sentimentally beautiful to me.

We can pick our friends; however, we cannot pick the families that we are born into. Yet those as humans should continue to be very selective when they hold a particular standard in regards to mating.

I am asexual, so would not definitely make the mistake of mixing with an individual of a lesser value. I still intend on going to a sperm bank if I ever considered to have a child.

I deeply wish that I weren’t genetically related to certain members of my “so-called” family (especially my father and one of my dead great grandmothers-which was my mother’s father’s mother. They were the two biggest mistakes that were made during the mating process). I can’t even bare to call them relatives.

What hugely makes up for the misfortunes though-is that aside from whatever else was created through the “runts” of the family-there is a solid foundation. Overall, my original family tree is a class of strong, authentic, intelligent, dignified and gifted people, individuals of pure integrity folks who are just like me who I love, and am proud of.

My ancestors and I have a very powerful bond that connects us together through my mediumship. Our strong relationship is built on genuine love and trust. They serve as my spirit guides along with other elements of the universe.

Our family circle is important to us as we are particular in which we surround. We hold each other near and dear forever and for always. We are tight knit and legit. And we never cease to quit.

I love who and where I come from because it is a part of what defines me. My lineage explains a lot of my spirituality, the gifts that I was born with, and the particular things that I am inclined to.

I am still my own unique individual with my own mind and beliefs. My family circle and I are all one in the same, with us all sprouting out from our very own distinct branches.

Even in their deaths they (my beloved ancestors) never left me. They remained around me as shields and resources, passing on to me the valuable assets of my birthrights.

Nothing and no one can ever violate our “family circle”.

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In A Day Dream

In A Day Dream

 

When we visualize our innermost deepest thoughts and desires with storyline we create a fantasy, a fantasy that many would consider to be unattainable. Which is why some of us tend to embellish what we know or think is beyond our reach.

Reality often confirms the impossibilities of bringing a fantasy into reality.

“That will never happen for me”, “it would be too good to be true”, some individuals relate to themselves.

Yet if you thoroughly analyze the situation, is it really that far fetched to have the highly elaborated details of ones fanciful come to life?

Could what we sometimes imagine actually translate into signs and clues as to what we are suppose to actually have? Leading the way to fateful pursuits that may eventually get us there?

I do believe so-because fate is also what one makes it. An individual is not always limited to what they are born into and are able to create their own fate as long as it corresponds with the alignment of the universe.

The circumstance is no different than someone overcoming a negative childhood to become one of the greatest success stories in their adulthood.

An earnest desire followed by distinct visualization can inadvertently draw up the patterns that result into reality.

Just like the ole saying “be careful what you wish for ’cause you just may get it”!

I have visualized and received. Nothing that has brought me great wealth yet I have experienced the extraordinary.

Sometimes what one needs is not precisely what one wants at that specific time. As periods of life go by stripping away what is paltry, we learn that the things that we may have wanted we really do not need.

 

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The Art Of Talent

The Art Of Talent

 

Energy is a great motivator when it comes to achievement. When we set a goal it is usually brought on by desire an intense desire that causes us to be inspired.

Creativity stimulates the mind to express the designs that come out through ones talent.

There are all types of ability that many individuals possess. Writing is one of mine. It is my passion, an uncontrollable urge that I cannot stop once I get started. And my writing is automatic.

When you take great delight in something that you do whatever the pursuit may be, it becomes less of a chore and more of a sport.

Writing to me is fun, relaxing, and constructive all at the same time. I don’t ever have to plan ahead or contemplate subjects to compose. Ideas and input come frequently and spontaneously.

We are given gifts for a reason and our talents are to be used for ourselves and to the best of our ability.

As we grow we enhance. And when we explore we discover, and sometimes change.

Art is a reflection and expression of what we see, live, learn and know. Vision makes the art come alive through provoking the imagination. Vision lets the skill decide how to describe what is conceived. And aptitude brings the final result out into existence.

True talent is indeed an art. And an art that is to be mastered through gratified consistency.

 

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