by Julie Miller
Blessings
I count my blessings one by one
Though great or small they be,
And know without the help of God
Not one would ever be.
I thank Him for these blessings
Each morning of each day,
And then again at close of night
Before sleep comes my way.
He grants me all these blessings
Though sinner that I be,
And with the many faults of mine
I know that He loves me.
by Harold F. Mohn
I greet each day to bare rise of the sun hearing the birds cheerfully chirp outside my windowns, sometimes I hear a dove, maybe a crow and sometimes a sea gull even though there is no water where we live. I talk to them, I reply to them with a good morning and I always say good morning to Creator. My house is pretty quiet until my 2 beautiful children get up. Here where we live tomorrow is the last day of school. Today my oldest, my son who is 13 is finally leaving grade 8 and moving on to high school. I am so proud of him. He has done well. My daughter is going from Grade 1 to 2. I am also very proud of her. We have had our share of mountains to climb since we left her abusive father two years ago this August. And I can easily say even though it has not been easy, our faith in Creator and in each other has given each of us the momentum, the nurturing food for our souls to continue and rise as we have. During all the ups and downs I have never wavered from the truth of myself. Speaking of truth, my truth has expanded, I have grown both spiritually and personally beyond any conceived notion or expection by me. I am a gentle person by nature and I love the spiritual work I do.
Today I was blessed to spend some precious time with a very dear Ojibwe friend. In her community she is considered a helper, a guide. I have co-fascilitated beside her in a woman's group at the Native Neighbourhood Friendship Centre here during the court hearing and battles I was having with my daughter's father. It was a wonderful experience. She teaches Ojibwe at the school where my children attend. I went to her today, just to be with her. She is round, warm and loving. Both my parents are deceased, my dad has been gone 13 years, my mom 15 years. This woman, my friend sometimes becomes my sister, mother and friend all in one warm package. I helped her with some sewing. Her kids, the students that come to her class created aprons and vests and some simple border stitching needed to be done. I finished one boy's vest. It's the first thing he had ever accomplished and all he needed was a little tidying at the bottom. It was peaceful and serene work which was exactly what I needed. This woman has helped me see what I could not see many times when it would be right in front of my nose - that is the way sometimes though. She did tell me that I am to follow as I already am doing in the guidance of the Creator and even when I am facing difficulties in people, myself or life in general to remember all is for a purpose and all is to make us - YOU stronger. She went on to say, it is not up to me to say no to one person's opinion because that is theirs, they own that. Just like your opinion is yours. Everyone has the right to say how they feel no matter if it is right or wrong to another person. To judge me is to walk in my shoes. I can't and will not judge or criticize another person. That is the way I am. I know there was divine intervention that brought us together. I sought her out a few years ago for something else I knew she would be able to help me with and I now know me and this woman are soul sisters. In this life we come from 2 different worlds but somewhere else we are not.
he is a black belt in Tae Kwon Do
My son goes to his graduation tonight. I have never cried during any of his progressions - day care to kindergarden, kindergarden to primary grades and so forth. I am hoping I won't cry at this cause this is big sort of. When I went to school we did not have all the hoopla there is now for such things. In my grade 8 class, we had a little party, chips and music and that was all. My parents I think took me out, bought me a passing gift and it was done. I bought him a cell phone. It scares me to give him something like this. I will lay out the restrictions with the phone later. Thank goodness for Wifi. I am very lucky to have a wonderful boy. He never had a father figure. We tried that with my girl's dad and he was instantly rejected as soon as my daughter was born. Yes he was a bitter young man for awhile, but through love, perseverance, patience and a lot of talking we got through it. He could be like so many youths and roam the streets all hours of the night, but he is home. He is very popular and a great athelete at school. One thing about William is that he is humble and has reminded me many times lately to let things go. He is an old soul, truly he is. The spirit that guides him is truly wonderful and William listens to him. He is guided by Saint Joseph, Saint Germain and a couple others. I look forward to getting dolled up and watching my son receive his graduation package and possibly an award. He himself will be looking very handsome and I am going to come back here and upload his new photo in his suit.
My beautiful little girl. She is filled with life and ecstatic energy. She is surrounded by many beautiful angels and Goddesses. She lights the calm and the dull with her spirit. She is out there grabbing life by its horns. She is beyond her age like many children are. She has learned to juggle the conflicting emotions going from one parent to the other. She sometimes hears Creator speak to her and this brings her a great comfort. She loves her dresses and skirts and equally loves playing in the dirt. She is my little tree hugger and occassionally joins me in a ceremony that I have planned and is very careful about respecting nature. When she grows up she wants to be a zoo doctor. This year, I am taking her to the Toronto Zoo. She will see for the first time many species up close and personal. I cannot wait to see her joy.
Everyday I pray and speak to Creator and yes He does reply. I speak to the Universe and the many masters and angels and others that are beside me. I am thankful for all people that have become a part in my life. Each and every soul has something to teach and offer. I give thanks to those who have extended their hand in friendship and love. And I give thanks and love to myself for getting this far knowing full well there is more to come. I love myself and who I AM, I love my life, I love my kids, I love my friends and family. I am not monatary rich - far from it. But I am very wealthy for where I am in my soul, heart and mind.
William is standing next to the boy with the striped tie, he has the big smile.
Om Mani Padme Hum, out loud or silently to oneself, invokes the powerful benevolent attention and blessings of Chenrezig, the embodiment of compassion.
I count my blessings one by one
Though great or small they be,
And know without the help of God
Not one would ever be.
I thank Him for these blessings
Each morning of each day,
And then again at close of night
Before sleep comes my way.
He grants me all these blessings
Though sinner that I be,
And with the many faults of mine
I know that He loves me.
by Harold F. Mohn
I greet each day to bare rise of the sun hearing the birds cheerfully chirp outside my windowns, sometimes I hear a dove, maybe a crow and sometimes a sea gull even though there is no water where we live. I talk to them, I reply to them with a good morning and I always say good morning to Creator. My house is pretty quiet until my 2 beautiful children get up. Here where we live tomorrow is the last day of school. Today my oldest, my son who is 13 is finally leaving grade 8 and moving on to high school. I am so proud of him. He has done well. My daughter is going from Grade 1 to 2. I am also very proud of her. We have had our share of mountains to climb since we left her abusive father two years ago this August. And I can easily say even though it has not been easy, our faith in Creator and in each other has given each of us the momentum, the nurturing food for our souls to continue and rise as we have. During all the ups and downs I have never wavered from the truth of myself. Speaking of truth, my truth has expanded, I have grown both spiritually and personally beyond any conceived notion or expection by me. I am a gentle person by nature and I love the spiritual work I do.
Today I was blessed to spend some precious time with a very dear Ojibwe friend. In her community she is considered a helper, a guide. I have co-fascilitated beside her in a woman's group at the Native Neighbourhood Friendship Centre here during the court hearing and battles I was having with my daughter's father. It was a wonderful experience. She teaches Ojibwe at the school where my children attend. I went to her today, just to be with her. She is round, warm and loving. Both my parents are deceased, my dad has been gone 13 years, my mom 15 years. This woman, my friend sometimes becomes my sister, mother and friend all in one warm package. I helped her with some sewing. Her kids, the students that come to her class created aprons and vests and some simple border stitching needed to be done. I finished one boy's vest. It's the first thing he had ever accomplished and all he needed was a little tidying at the bottom. It was peaceful and serene work which was exactly what I needed. This woman has helped me see what I could not see many times when it would be right in front of my nose - that is the way sometimes though. She did tell me that I am to follow as I already am doing in the guidance of the Creator and even when I am facing difficulties in people, myself or life in general to remember all is for a purpose and all is to make us - YOU stronger. She went on to say, it is not up to me to say no to one person's opinion because that is theirs, they own that. Just like your opinion is yours. Everyone has the right to say how they feel no matter if it is right or wrong to another person. To judge me is to walk in my shoes. I can't and will not judge or criticize another person. That is the way I am. I know there was divine intervention that brought us together. I sought her out a few years ago for something else I knew she would be able to help me with and I now know me and this woman are soul sisters. In this life we come from 2 different worlds but somewhere else we are not.
he is a black belt in Tae Kwon Do
My son goes to his graduation tonight. I have never cried during any of his progressions - day care to kindergarden, kindergarden to primary grades and so forth. I am hoping I won't cry at this cause this is big sort of. When I went to school we did not have all the hoopla there is now for such things. In my grade 8 class, we had a little party, chips and music and that was all. My parents I think took me out, bought me a passing gift and it was done. I bought him a cell phone. It scares me to give him something like this. I will lay out the restrictions with the phone later. Thank goodness for Wifi. I am very lucky to have a wonderful boy. He never had a father figure. We tried that with my girl's dad and he was instantly rejected as soon as my daughter was born. Yes he was a bitter young man for awhile, but through love, perseverance, patience and a lot of talking we got through it. He could be like so many youths and roam the streets all hours of the night, but he is home. He is very popular and a great athelete at school. One thing about William is that he is humble and has reminded me many times lately to let things go. He is an old soul, truly he is. The spirit that guides him is truly wonderful and William listens to him. He is guided by Saint Joseph, Saint Germain and a couple others. I look forward to getting dolled up and watching my son receive his graduation package and possibly an award. He himself will be looking very handsome and I am going to come back here and upload his new photo in his suit.
My beautiful little girl. She is filled with life and ecstatic energy. She is surrounded by many beautiful angels and Goddesses. She lights the calm and the dull with her spirit. She is out there grabbing life by its horns. She is beyond her age like many children are. She has learned to juggle the conflicting emotions going from one parent to the other. She sometimes hears Creator speak to her and this brings her a great comfort. She loves her dresses and skirts and equally loves playing in the dirt. She is my little tree hugger and occassionally joins me in a ceremony that I have planned and is very careful about respecting nature. When she grows up she wants to be a zoo doctor. This year, I am taking her to the Toronto Zoo. She will see for the first time many species up close and personal. I cannot wait to see her joy.
Everyday I pray and speak to Creator and yes He does reply. I speak to the Universe and the many masters and angels and others that are beside me. I am thankful for all people that have become a part in my life. Each and every soul has something to teach and offer. I give thanks to those who have extended their hand in friendship and love. And I give thanks and love to myself for getting this far knowing full well there is more to come. I love myself and who I AM, I love my life, I love my kids, I love my friends and family. I am not monatary rich - far from it. But I am very wealthy for where I am in my soul, heart and mind.
William is standing next to the boy with the striped tie, he has the big smile.
Om Mani Padme Hum, out loud or silently to oneself, invokes the powerful benevolent attention and blessings of Chenrezig, the embodiment of compassion.
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