Matthew 4:16 ~ The people who are seated in darkness saw a great light, and to those seated in the region of shadow and death, a light sparkled.
2 Corinthians 4:6 ~ For God, who said: Out of the darkness shine the light!, it was himself that shone in our hearts, to make the knowledge of God’s glory shine, the knowledge that glows on the face of Christ.
Acts 26:23 ~ [Being] the Christ who suffered and the first to rise from the dead, he should announce the light both to the people and to the nations.
Make a commitment to learn something new. Have you always wanted to knit, roller skate, skydive, or play an instrument? Try it! Be a beginner and see what calls to you.
One of the secrets to staying young is to always do things you don’t know how to do, to keep learning. ~ Ruth Reichl
Sometimes we stop ourselves from doing new things because we want to do it “right” right away. We’re not willing to be messy or clumsy, or to make mistakes. But trying to always do things right can make us rigid, and never trying something new can keep us isolated in our old routines.
Imagine yourself looking at the world with a beginners mind, and being willing to try new things. This means you are also willing to be messy, clumsy, and imperfect. That’s what beginners do.
Welcome And Our Highest Frequency Of Light Be With You As We Shift!
The Transformation Taking Place Within Each Of You Is Reflected In The Collective Of Which You Are An Energetic Part!
Human Interactions Will Continue To Crumble Unilaterally In The Wake Of The Universal Shift In Human Consciousness Now Taking Place!
Indeed It Is Wonderful And Amusing To Watch The Darkness Scatter As The Light Shines Brighter Than Ever,
And There Is No Rock Large Enough For Them To Crawl Under!
You Can Expect Massive Change As The Vibrational Frequencies Of Duality Continue To Abruptly Run Into One Another Like Marchers On The Streets!
Indeed There Are Not Enough Thought Forms In The Heads Of These That Cause Destruction!
They May As Well Run Into A Concrete Wall As This Is Their Final Destination!
You Will Soon Be Astounded At The Extent Of The Shift In Mass Consciousness To Come!
Humans Around The Planet Have Begun The Process Of Waking Up To A Heightened Level Of Awareness!
As You Have Always Existed As A Multidimensional Being, You Will Experience This Soon As The Infinity Of Being Opens First Within You, And Then Around You!
Reality In Truth Will Burst Forth As The Natural State Of Being, And You Will Take The Hand Of Another And In Unity, Leave The Planet!
Strangers Will Now Be Recognized As Family And Friends! In Smiling Relief You Will See The New Earth In All Of Its Glory!
There Will Be No More Longing For Peace As You Realize You ARE Peace!
Indeed We Look Forward To Sharing The Multiverses As Our Playground With All! You Lack Nothing So Know This Now!
We Honor Your Efforts And Encourage You To Persevere In Faith And Trust!
You Are Our Family Of Light And You Have Done Well In Your Waking Dream!
Indeed, We Will Greet You In Much Love And Celebration!
I could not lie anymore, so I started to call my dog, “God.” First he looked confused, then he started smiling, then he even danced. I kept at it: now he doesn’t even bite. I am wondering if this might work on people?
The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself. ~ Anna Quindlen
Many of us hold an image in our minds of who we think we should be, and we constantly compare ourselves to this imaginary version of ourselves. Anytime we fall short of this standard by not being pretty enough, successful enough, smart enough, or fill-in-the-blank enough, we judge ourselves harshly.
The truth of the matter is that we will always fall short of perfection when we compete against an imagined version of ourselves. You are perfectly imperfect, just as you are. Free yourself from the imaginary chains of perfection. You are the only one who can do so.
I remember the countless times I canvassed the area afterwards, and asked everyone “did you see who did it”, and the popular response from the very same family members was always, “Fuck the Police, I aint no snitch, I’m gonna take care of this myself. This happened every single time, every single homicide, black on black, and then my realization became clearer.
I woke up every morning, put my freshly pressed uniform on, shined my badge, functioned checked my weapon, kissed my wife and kid, and waited for my wife to say the same thing she always does before I leave, “Make sure you come back home to us”. I always replied, “I will”, but the truth was I was never sure if I would. I almost lost my life on this job, and every call, every stop, every moment that I had this uniform on, was another possibility for me to almost lose my life again. I was a target in the very community I swore to protect, the very community I wanted to help. As a matter of fact, they hated my very presence. They called me “Uncle Tom”, and “wanna be white boy”, and I couldn’t understand why. My own fellow black men and women attacking me, wishing for my death, wishing for the death of my family. I was so confused, so torn, I couldn’t understand why my own black people would turn against me, when every time they called …I was there. Every time someone died….I was there. Every time they were going through one of the worst moments in their lives…I was there. So why was I the enemy? I dove deep into that question…Why was I the enemy? Then my realization became clearer.
Complaint: Police always targeting us, they always messing with the black man.
Fact: A city where the majority of citizens are black (Baltimore for example) …will ALWAYS have a higher rate of black people getting arrested, it will ALWAYS have a higher rate of blacks getting stopped, and will ALWAYS have a higher rate of blacks getting killed, and the reason why is because a city with those characteristics will ALWAYS have a higher rate of blacks committing crime. The statistics will follow the same trend for Asians if you go to China, for Hispanics if you go to Puerto Rico, for whites if you go to Russia, and the list goes on. It’s called Demographics
Complaint: More black people get arrested than white boys.
Fact: Black People commit a grossly disproportionate amount of crime. Data from the FBI shows that Nationwide, Blacks committed 5,173 homicides in 2014, whites committed 4,367. Chicago’s death toll is almost equal to that of both wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, combined. Chicago’s death toll from 2001–November, 26 2015 stands at 7,401. The combined total deaths during Operation Iraqi Freedom (2003-2015: 4,815) and Operation Enduring Freedom/Afghanistan (2001-2015: 3,506), total 8,321.
Complaint: Blacks are the only ones getting killed by police, or they are killed more.
Fact: As of July 2016, the breakdown of the number of US Citizens killed by Police this year is, 238 White people killed, 123 Black people killed, 79 Hispanics, 69 other/or unknown race.
Fact: Black people kill more other blacks than Police do, and there are only protest and outrage when a cop kills a black man. University of Toledo criminologist Dr. Richard R. Johnson examined the latest crime data from the FBI’s Supplementary Homicide Reports and Centers for Disease Control and found that an average of 4,472 black men were killed by other black men annually between Jan. 1, 2009, and Dec. 31, 2012. Professor Johnson’s research further concluded that 112 black men died from both justified and unjustified police-involved killings annually during this same period.
Complaint: Well we already doing a good job of killing ourselves, we don’t need the Police to do it. Besides they should know better.
The more I listened, the more I realized. The more I researched, the more I realized. I would ask questions, and would only get emotional responses & inferences based on no facts at all. The more killing I saw, the more tragedy, the more savagery, the more violence, the more loss of life of a black man at the hands of another black man….the more I realized.
I haven’t slept well in the past few nights. Heartbreak weighs me down, rage flows through my veins, and tears fills my eyes. I watched my fellow officers assassinated on live television, and the images of them laying on the ground are seared into my brain forever. I couldn’t help but wonder if it had been me, a black man, a black cop, on TV, assassinated, laying on the ground dead,..would my friends and family still think black lives mattered? Would my life have mattered? Would they make t-shirts in remembrance of me? Would they go on tv and protest violence? Would they even make a Facebook post, or share a post in reference to my death?
I realized that they refuse to believe that most cops acknowledge that there are Bad cops who should have never been given a badge & gun, who are chicken shit and will shoot a cockroach if it crawls at them too fast, who never worked in the hood and may be intimidated. That most cops dread the thought of having to shoot someone, and never see the turmoil and mental anguish that a cop goes through after having to kill someone to save his own life. Instead they believe that we are all blood thirsty killers, because the media says so, even though the numbers prove otherwise. I realize that they truly feel as if the death of cops will help people realize the false narrative that Black Lives Matter, when all it will do is take their movement two steps backwards and label them domestic terrorist. I realized that some of these people, who say Black Lives Matter, are full of hate and racism. Hate for cops, because of the false narrative that more black people are targeted and killed. Racism against white people, for a tragedy that began 100’s of years ago, when most of the white people today weren’t even born yet. I realized that some in the African-American community’s idea of “Justice” is the prosecution of ANY and EVERY cop or white man that kills or is believed to have killed a black man, no matter what the circumstances are. I realized the African American community refuses to look within to solve its major issues, and instead makes excuses and looks outside for solutions. I realized that a lot of people in the African American lead with hate, instead of love. Division instead of Unity. Turmoil and rioting, instead of Peace. I realized that they have become the very entity that they claim they are fighting against.
I realized that the very reasons I became a cop, are the very reasons my own people hate me, and now in this toxic hateful racially charged political climate, I am now more likely to die,… and it is still hard for me to understand…. to this day.
You’re probably about 15 years-old, so I don’t expect you to be very mature or for you to want a little girl on your skate ramp for that matter.
What you don’t know is that my daughter has been wanting to skateboard for months. I actually had to convince her that skateboarding wasn’t just for boys.
So when we walked up to the skate park and saw that it was full of teenage boys, she immediately wanted to turn around and go home.
I secretly wanted to go too because I didn’t want to have to put on my mom voice and exchange words with you.
I also didn’t want my daughter to feel like she had to be scared of anyone, or that she wasn’t entitled to that skate park just as much as you were.
So when she said, “Mom it’s full of older boys,” I calmly said, “So what, they don’t own the skate park.”
She proceeded to go down the ramp in spite of you and your friends flying past her and grinding rails beside her.
She only had two or three runs in before you approached her and said “Hey, excuse me…”
I immediately prepared to deliver my “She’s allowed to use this park just as much as you guys” speech when I heard you say, “Your feet are wrong. Can I help you?”
You proceeded to spend almost an hour with my daughter showing her how to balance and steer, and she listened to you – a feat not attained by most adults.
You held her hand and helped her get up when she fell down and I even heard you tell her to stay away from the rails so that she wouldn’t get hurt.
I want you to know that I am proud that you are part of my community, and I want to thank you for being kind to my daughter.
She left the skate park with a sense of pride and with the confidence that she can do anything, because of you.
The gift of free-flowing liberty, movement through the world, deciding your own direction.
This gift of movement offers of freeing of the stagnant parts of your life, of the disentangling of the cords that have bound you, and the clearing of the way before you, so that you can go – and go where you dream and wish of. You finally begin to break free and explore more, either through movement of the mind, with ideas, or movement of the body – with joy in the expression of the body.
Divine and flowing inspiration.
The inspirational flow of energy can bring to life new projects, friendships, wisdom, and understanding. With every breath you take, you feel more connected, more unique, more divine, more magical. Let yourself feel the blessing surround you with a visionary new approach to your life.
Being seen for who you are, for being known and understood.
The gift of knowledge and recognition – both for yourself and others. With this gift comes the ability for others to connect with you in true love – for where there is understanding, there can be affection and comfort and a sense of ease in who you are. You belong in the presence of another when understanding comes. So, may you be blessed and be truly seen by others.
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