A Path from Darkness

Path Out of Darkness

Path from Darkness

…and Spirit told me: Do not be consumed with fear and regret for past sins. Neither should your transgressions be dismissed nor forgotten. Repent, but recognize them as lessons to be learned and do not repeat them. Use them to move forward and fuel your resolve to rise to higher levels of spiritual understanding and virtue.

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An Echo in the Woods

I hear a distant voice calling.
Like an echo in the woods.

I pay no attention
But it keeps coming back
Like a poem’s refrain.

It’s telling me there is more.
That there is more than what I see all around me.
More to be done than simply satisfy my own selfish needs.

It’s telling me that I am so much more than this body of mine.
That I am so much more than my puny mind allows me to believe.

The voice is telling me that I have infinite potential
And great power as yet untapped.
It calls me to a more noble
And meaningful existence.

An echo in the woods…
Do you hear it?

Copyright 2016 by Blair Atherton

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Spirit’s Answer to My Prayer

From new-wallpaperz.blogspot.com

From new-hdwallpaperz.blogspot.com

Love and compassion are not mental processes; rather, they are an expression of the spirit. Follow your heart and let them flow freely without thought, fear, or any other product of the mind. Do what comes naturally and have faith that you are being guided. Be of the conviction that the actions to help others compelled by the expression of love and compassion (of the spirit) always will be healing and nurturing to the soul of the recipient.

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The following is an excerpt from one of my previous articles that expands upon the message above.

From Charity Doth Call My Spirit Forth

Charity that comes from the heart is an act of love and compassion where the spirit reveals itself in all of its divine glory. It raises us up ever so slightly so that our feet seem to lose touch with the ground, if only briefly. With each charitable act, a wave of happiness and fulfillment washes over us and for those few moments, we understand the meaning and purpose of life. We realize that our joy comes from giving of ourselves—our spirit-selves—to others.

But too often these moments are fleeting. When our feet touch the ground again, we find ourselves yearning to soar once more, free of the constraints, obligations, and selfish desires of the physical life. But it is not our time to fly away just yet. We must prove ourselves worthy of wings.

Copyright 2013 by Blair Atherton

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An Expression of the Spirit

Many Facets, Many Views From httpthewordwhisperer2-blogspot-com

Many Facets, Many Views
From thewordwhisperer2-blogspot.com

My dear God,

I ask for your guidance,
and for the strength, determination, and courage
to serve you to the best of my ability,
at all times, without fail,
in any manner you ask of me,
without hesitation or fear.

My only desire is to serve and honor you
by expression of my spirit
through continual acts of love,
compassion, and healing.

This is my heart’s desire.
This is who I wish to be.
This is who I am.
This is who I have always been and always will be.
This is my purpose in this life and the next.

Lord hear my prayer!

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Forest Sanctuary Source: discovertheforest.org

Forest Sanctuary
Source: discovertheforest.org

#weekendcoffeeshare 6/18/16

If we were having coffee today, I would tell you how much I have been feeling the need to get out among a forest of trees. Nature and wilderness have been calling to me for sometime now.

When I visited my daughter in Colorado last year, we went up to Lookout Mountain. What I really liked most about it was sitting under the trees while eating our lunch. It felt so welcoming and comforting. I could have sat there for hours and just listen to the breeze in the branches.

It was like a homecoming and having the love of family all around you. With all of the branches overhead and the tree trunks all around, I felt safe and protected. I had found sanctuary and tranquility. When it was time to go, my spirit protested, reluctant to leave a place of such beauty, serenity, and unconditional love.

Now the forest land beckons me once again. My heart yearns for reunion with my stalwart sentinels of peace.

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Just So…

Purple Rain Drops from naldzgraphics.net

P Purple Rain Drops
from naldzgraphics.net

What is this heavenly radiance I see before me with such uncanny beauty?
It is like a sky full of stars, but it is morning.

The light emitted is bright, beautiful, wondrous, and other worldly,
so much so that I find myself trying to catch my breath.
I cannot take my eyes off the dazzling display
of what looks to be sparkling diamonds
and precious gems of all kinds
with fire like I have never seen before.

Hundreds of water droplets clinging to a screen
have caught the early morning light, just so…
resulting in refraction of the light, just so…

Each droplet sparkles and pulsates with its own unique color.
All shades and hues of a panoply of colors can be seen
more vivid and vibrant than I could have ever imagined.

Is this how the universe of stars would look
if the dust and light years between us were removed?
Or is this the quality of light seen in the heavenly realms?

But alas, the gentle morning sunbeams that gave light, just so…
impinging on ordinary droplets of water at an angle, just so…
giving birth to such incredible beauty…
must now give way to a rising sun
and I am quickly transported back to earth.

Exhilarated by what I have just seen,
I realize that there is so much more
beyond ordinary perception.
Another world of unimaginable wonders.
A revelation that was given, just so…

Copyright 2016 by Blair Atherton

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Hybrid Car Test Drive: The Zen of Hybrid Electric Technology

Zen Garden From wallsave.com

Zen Garden
From wallsave.com

#weekendcoffeeshare 6/10/16

If we were having coffee, I would tell you the story of my first day driving a hybrid car. It took place six years ago at a time when seeing a hybrid car in my neighborhood was relatively rare.

In the crazy, noisy, busy world in which we live, it is difficult to relax, de-stress, and clear our minds. I found a space that could help me do that.

The moment I got in the car and closed the door, I felt like I had entered sanctuary. When I pressed the start button, I did a double take—no motor noise. I put the car in gear and pressed the accelerator only to glide forward silently and weightlessly as if floating on a cloud. The tinted windows added to the effect by giving the feeling that I was in meditation experiencing the nothingness of the Self and oneness with all of creation. What a wonderful feeling!

Then I was suddenly jolted out of my serene state by the sound of horns blowing. I found myself to be a little disoriented like when you wake suddenly from a dream sleep (but I had been fully awake.) The traffic light had changed and the guy behind me had gotten impatient.

I pressed the gas pedal and slowly accelerated to maximize fuel efficiency. Well that didn’t go over well with the cars behind me. Then there was more horn blowing followed by angry faces, the mouthing of unpleasantries that I couldn’t hear, and unseemly gestures from drivers racing past me and cutting in front of me dangerously close to a crash.

On another day, I might have responded in kind—but not today. Perhaps it was ozone from the electric motor or the strong electromagnetic field from the high voltage batteries but I didn’t react and just looked back with a blank stare, puzzled by their misplaced frustration.

By the time all of the cars around me were distant lights in a faraway galaxy, I had reached the speed limit. I felt an inexplicable urge to not go any faster and settled back into my quiet place. Oh how wonderful to be free of stress once more!

Then I saw a car approaching from behind. I expected another round of vitriol but to my surprise the driver pulled up alongside and gave me a thumbs up. This reminded me that by driving a hybrid car I live by the beat of a different drum; that I am on the high road; that I should not allow anyone to disrupt the serenity of my sanctuary; that Zen is possible amidst the stress and cacophony of the world around me.