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You Are Complete

Open your eyes.

Go ahead, open them!

That’s it.

Look at me. Look into My eyes.

What do you see?

Tell me what you find when you really look at Me.

I’ll give you a moment.

Now let me help you. It’s love.

It’s My perfect love that’s beaming right back at you.

May I tell you what I see?

I see all of you.

All of your bad decisions.

All of your flaws.

I also see all that I have created you to be.

Amidst untapped potential.

Amidst talent that you are yet to use to its fullest.

I see you.

You in Me makes you whole.

You in Me makes you complete.

Let go of the shame.

Let go of the guilt.

Make no apologies!

I have made you unique.

Or weird, as you call it.

Whatever the name, you are beautifully whole.

I’ve made no two of my creation the same.

Come rest in My Love for you.

It is finished. You are complete.

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The Island

An island much?

Haven’t you heard? No man is an island.

Try harder.

It’s easier isn’t it?

Maybe.

Otherwise it’s work. Isn’t it?

Understood.

It’s walls. Walls have been erected.

Walls to cover up. Walls to hide behind.

Past wounds are pulsing. Pulsing loudly in your ear.

They are dictating. Oh, they are so loud.

You asked for them. Those wounds. You walked right into them.

Everyone hits their head against the bricks. Some more times than others.

You’ll get through it. They hurt, but you’ll get through it.

Walk through those walls.

Yeah!

Break them down.

You’ll see. You’ll see a better life.

I promise.

Go!

Trust Me.

Go!

I will be with you.

I will be with you as you walk right through them.

There you go. I’m here.

I’m right beside you.

You’re doing it.

You’re walking through.

Through the walls. Finally free.

You’re walking through.

*Sigh*

I LOVE YOU!

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Learning Anew: Excerpt V

Aniya stared at her lap for two more seconds before she raised her head tentatively. She peered into Susan’s bright blue eyes trying to find the correct words to utter to her supervisor, and mentor. She doesn’t want to appear ungrateful but the confused mess of turmoil building up inside her made her sift through every word screaming at her.

Aniya finally broke her silence.

“Ahem. Susan…Susan I…I really appreciate everything you’ve taught me. Everything that I get to do here…” Aniya sucked in a thick breath. “But…was it…was it because of your relationship to the…”

Susan couldn’t allow her to go any further. She took a gigantic step forward and met Aniya at the edge of her simple but elegant office desk. Using the desk to prop her up at the rear, Susan leaned down toward Aniya and offered her firm but kind words.

“Aniya, every move you’ve made forward, since starting here, has been on your own merit. Entirely.” Susan slipped the tip of her fore finger under Aniya’s chin and raised it gently. “Don’t go getting any strange thoughts in that pretty head of yours about your promotion. You earned it. Earned it all on your own.”

Susan tilted her head to the side studying Aniya to determine whether her words had registered. “Got it, Aniya?”

Aniya vacated her own blank stare and returned to the present. “I get it.” Her voice was cold-without emotion. Without enthusiasm. She turned to look out the large wall of windows. “I think.” She muttered softly.

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Learning Anew – An Excerpt III

“I don’t know Johan, you’re playing this really…really too close to the vest. What happens when Aniya finds out who you are?” Susan pressed her palms against her castle pine wooden desk, leaned over and hoisted herself above her cousin who pretended not to listen to her. He just sat, fiddled with a pen in between his fingers, and stared out the high rise office windows.

“Why don’t you let me worry about how close I’m playing things and you worry about being a good supervisor. huh?” Johan finally turned and flashed Susan a wide grin. But his boyish grin didn’t move her one bit. Well except to stand right in front of him and block any further distraction from the stunning sunlight, and magnificent clouds forming outside the windows.

“Look Johan, this all started innocently enough. You wandered downstairs to check things out and one look and you were instantly distracted, like you always are by new and shiny things. You…”

Johan jumped to his feet. This time it was him hoisted above the woman he’s known as more like an older sister than a cousin his entire life. “She’s not a ‘shiny thing’! It’s not like that Suze. I…I…” He felt something move in his stomach. What the heck? Was the ever cerebral, barely emotional Johan experiencing butterflies? “I swear.” His arms dropped limp at his side.

She gasped. She could see the vulnerability in his eyes. Johan gently maneuvered his way around Susan and stood beside the wall covered with windows.

Susan made her own graceful move and joined him. “So tell me. Tell me what it’s like. I’m all ears.”

Johan looked away from the arresting scene happening outside the window and curled his lips into a slow smile. “How much time do you have?”

“For you?” Susan tilted her eyes toward the international clocks adorning the wall across from the array of windows “30 minutes, until my next meeting.”

Laughter filled the space between them.

To Be Continued…

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Learning Anew – An Excerpt II

Sir, are you sure about this? I don’t think…” Andrew was immediately cut off. A voice boomed across from him. “We’ve talked about this – repeatedly I might add. I know what I’m doing. The staff on the ‘ground floor’ have never seen me so…so I’ll be alright. Andrew I swear, you worry too much dude.”

Andrew’s eyes widened, he still can’t quite get used to his boss’ casual demeanor . Well, technically his boss. He shook his head and went in for the kill to try to persuade the young millionaire that he is going down a very wrong path.

“Sir, what happens when she finds out who you really are?” Johan finally spun around from packing his gym bag. He gently stepped into Andrew’s space with a smirk painted across his lips.

“Will you cut out the “Sir-bit”. It’s  Johan.” He paused. “But ah, Joe…Joe in front of my ‘co-workers'” A full smile formed on his face. He spun around and returned his undivided attention to his gym bag .

Behind him, Andrew forced his lips together. Tight. He is making a huge fool of himself and I will have to clean up all the mess. “Ahem. Sir…I mean Jo…Jo-han all I’m saying is pretending is never good…”

Johan was all set. He strapped the bag across his chest, stepped up to Andrew and gave him two soft taps on his left shoulder then looked up at his towering assistant. “You worry way too much Andy. I got this.” Johan took two steps toward the door, then pivoted toward Andrew again. “It will be all good man. Trust me. You’ll see. Now I have a company ball game to pitch in.” Johan winked and shot out the door like lighting.

To Be Continued…

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Messages From Beyond The Moon II: Get Ready For The Joy…

Hey, You’re back!

So you’ve decided to believe that I want to be smack in the middle of everything concerning you huh?

You believe that I will, and can do whatever needs to be done to get you to where I have already predesigned for you to be.

Okay then.

See the big smile on my face?

Faith gets me excited.

Get ready for a big old belly laugh next.

Wait. You didn’t know that I smile…even laugh?

Where do you think Joy came from in the first place?

Your level of Joy, even happiness, is very important to me by the way.

Let me help you get…and stay there.

Enough for each day.

Joy when life feels like an uphill climb and you don’t even feel like faking a smile.

Let me help you get…and stay there.

Joy when everything around you is crashing to the ground and too many voices are too loud to decipher.

Let me help you get…and stay there.

You see, you need Joy.

Joy isn’t fickle. Joy can take a hit.

Happiness is all good. It’s cool too. But it tends to rely on circumstances to show up.

Joy runs deep. Very deep.

Joy can bench-press happiness and some more stuff.

Oh Joy…Joy carries the strength to take the next step though your feet feel like clay.

You’ll find it-Joy-when you draw near and just sit…sit with Me.

Sit and talk. Sit and sing Me a tune. I’ll sing one back you know?

Just sit with Me a while. I will give you Joy. Joy will give you strength, and you will be able to go on.

You will be able to step over, leap across and win. Win at life.

Sit with Me a while and get ready for the Joy.

~God.

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Messages From Beyond The Moon I: I’m All In It…

Hey you.

Yes, you.

I’ve been thinking about you.

Oh, you didn’t realize that I think about you? Well, it’s like all the time.

I think about how you try to be the picture of perfection working to hold everything together. Trying to prove your strength.

I think about your late night cries cause you think no one gets you…really gets you.

No one but Me.

I think about your desires to reach for the stars, that sometimes gets clouded by mists of anxiety.

I think about so much when it comes to you. But what I have been thinking about a lot lately is getting you too see and fully embrace just how much I want to walk through life with you.

How much I want to be in the midst of whatever you’re dealing with, working towards, or fighting against-inwardly or outwardly-to get you to where you’re supposed to be.

To get you to a sweet place of rest where you don’t just step forward but you soar.

Hey you. I’m closer than you think.

I’m all up in everything concerning you.

What you got? Bring it on. I can handle it.

Emotional? Physical? Financial? I got this. Seriously, I do!

Lay it on me. The whole gigantic pile of mess.

Let’s walk through it together.

And when you look into the mirror and everything isn’t picture perfect, please don’t be hard on yourself.

It’s a process you know?

Yeah. It. Is.

Even if you think you should be beyond this point. It is a process.

Lighten up.

Lean on me, and lighten up.

So what you got? I’m all in it.

~God.

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