Lightworker’s Log © 2010-2013
Excerpts from Lightworker's Log :-) Transformation
“Remember all the drugs you tried before you found the right combination to keep the pain at bay?” ego asks loudly.
I hesitate to change remembering my low quality of life before taking Elmiron for interstitial cystitis. I’m still juggling meds, to get the best results, with the least side effects. The Pamelor, taken first, gave me almost unbearable headaches, particularly when I was out in the sun, along with a propensity for sweets, and weight gain. I soon switched to Sinequan but after a week had to stop because of disturbing and horrific nightmares.
The more medications I take the worse I feel. After years of researching P450 interactions,
I know drugs can decrease, or increase, the effectiveness of others. It’s a never-
Many drugs create intestinal disorders and I’m tired of dealing with them. Mealtimes
and food choices also interfere with medications. There are so many “rules” to follow
it’s a full-
Filled with anxiety, I calm myself down with thoughts of rebirth. This year I’ll
change my life for the better. As my spiritual studies progress, I will finally stop
judging and talking about others. I’ll learn the fine art of establishing joy, after
ridding my mind of the sorrow that’s consumed it like a fire-
My Inner Self, which art Heaven consciousness, wholly be thy recognition. The kingdom of my Inner Self come, Its guidance be done at the outer material level as well as at the inner spiritual level. My Inner Self, fulfill for me all my daily needs, body, mind, and Spirit. Release me when I have not listened to my Inner Self as I release others who are not listening to theirs. Lead me not into the temptation of believing my lower self is all; deliver me from the evil of believing I AM not already One. For this realization of my Inner Self is Heaven, the only power, and the glory of all being. And So It Is!
This prayer is one of many valuable notes found in Lightworker's Log :-) Transformation.
“Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you. And although they are with you yet they belong not to you.
“You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls. For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
“You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
“You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
“Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.”