This song keeps playing in my mind. I just took time to really listen to the words. Spirit is great fun. Love, Love, Love.
Sometimes, it’s simply time for a change.
We’ll sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And I’ll be on my way
I will never love you
The cost of love’s too dear
But though I’ll never love you
I’ll stay with you one year
And we will sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And I’ll be on my way
I’ll sing to you each morning
I’ll kiss you every night
But darlin’, don’t cling to me
I’ll soon be out of sight
But we can sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And I’ll be on my way
My daddy he once told me
Hey, don’t you love you any man
Just take what they can give you
And give but what you can
And you can sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And you’ll be on your way
And when our year has ended
And I have gone away
You’ll often speak about me
And this is what you’ll say
We sang in the sunshine
You know we laughed every day
We sang in the sunshine
Then she went on her way
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Gale Garnett
We’ll Sing in the Sunshine lyrics © Lupercalia Music
I’ve realized that what sometimes feels like a re-traumatization can be perceived as opportunity for release. The pain I was carrying regarding a past trauma was hidden … until it was visited “seen” in vision and triggered by an energy “download”. I cussed, I swore, I threatened anything and everything in my mind. For 1.5 days I lived anger and pain.
Today I visited the ducks, the waters, wind and sunshine. I realized what a release I have just gone through. Decades of buried trauma and pain was released.
Tonight as I got food out of the fridge to prepare, the thought, “you can’t fight evil with anger, it only fuels and empowers it.”
And I understood what a blessing I have just been given … a sacred release of womb pain and trauma, hidden, buried, forgotten … and recently, the release has begun. Begun, I say, because I know there’s more pain, I simply need to get my head wrapped around it and separate the pain from the blessing.
Thanks be to the Most High and Our Family Divine.
I Love You.
I know how difficult it must have been to pick up on my pain and spewing of suffering into the collective field. Thank you for assisting my process. On one hand I’m saddened it took so long for me to get a handle on it. On the other hand I’m quite proud of my achievement … it only took 1.5 days.
I remember when it was otherwise …
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I Believe You.
A personal rejection may be taken as an insurmountable barrier and a reason for self-pity and hate, or as an incentive for looking more closely and critically at our behavior as a means of correcting it and thus, attempting to change the behavior of others toward us. The choices are ours to make.
Mental Pain ~ If each time we experienced it we would welcome it with interest and give it our immediate attention by asking ourselves, “ What is this hurt about?” “What is there for me to learn from it?” “What are my alternative responses besides suffering?”, we would perhaps discover the true reason for the pain and be able to arrive at some creative behavioral alternatives to aid ourselves in overcoming it.
~ Leo Buscaglia
Personhood, The Art of Being Fully Human
It is an honor and a privilege to be here.
By the Grace of God, the steadiness of the Foundation Keepers, we are gifted stability to create from, to allow our personal song, generated by the seed of vitality placed inside the essence of who we are, to be sung, expressed in beauty.
There are others who’s sole purpose is to tear your song apart, demanding they be heard instead.
Personal hygiene … spiritual, physical, energetic, is critical. Keep the foundation clear of antagonists.
The old threads are unraveling,
Get your needles ready.
We are stitching a new quilt
of Humanity.
Bring your old t-shirts,
worn out jeans, scarves,
antique gowns, aprons,
old pockets of plenty
who have held Earth’s treasures,
stones, feathers, leaves,
love notes on paper.
Each stitch
A mindful meditation.
Each piece of material
A story.
The more colour the better,
so call in the Tribes.
Threads of browns, whites,
reds, oranges
Women from all nations
start stitching.
Let’s recycle the hate, the abuse,
the fear, the judgment.
Turn it over, wash it clean,
ring it out to dry.
It’s a revolution
of recycled wears.
Threads of greens, blues, purples
Colourful threads
of peace, kindness,
respect, compassion
are being stitched
from one continent to the next
over forests, oceans, mountains.
The work is hard
Your fingers may bleed.
But each cloth stitched together
Brings together a community.
A world, our future world
Under one colourful quilt.
The new quilt of humanity.”
~ Julia Myers
Do not be bitter. Illuminate the truth.
This is a stage of pre-creation, a state of infinite possibility. Follow your instincts freely.
Try not to figure out what lies ahead, but enter the “darkness” with courage. Trust in the higher powers to guide you through this part of the journey.
Evil is Live spelled backwards … and of course, it is hidden behind the Veil.
Violators, master manipulators, those who oppress and dominate the population … this world has been their oyster.
Don’t speak negatively. It’s like a prayer to the evil one. It will contaminate your family, and your environment.
Speaking negative things is a prayer to the evil one. He gains strength and power from these things, and you spread it throughout the world.
On the “beauty path” you cannot speak negative things. You have to say thinks in a positive way, to strengthen those around you.
Whomever you see who has a beautiful temperament and a beautiful face, if his/her words are straight forward, if he/she is open-hearted, and if he prays for good things for everyone, a joy of heart comes from the speech of such a person. He/she makes you forget the anxieties and tightness of this universe; your inside opens in such a way that even if he/she swears at you, you laugh. Maybe, when he speaks of unity .. you weep, but [in that moment] you feel a hundred thousand joys and laughter within yourself.
Such a person is a being of Paradise.
There is also a kind of person who drinks blood; there is a coldness on his face and in his words that only bring you anxiety. His words repell you, rather than being warming like the speech of the joyful human being. Well, such a person is a devil, a person of Hell.
Now, whoever has realized such a secret behaves accordingly…”
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