“Shaped by Fire”

 

Pain Teaches. And Love is the answer. As James Allen saw clearly the mind as a garden, ideally nurtured into beauty, so too the seedlings of human minds take root in the arms of their mother’s love, the vision of The Magnificent Woman, intelligently designed by God. DNA driven Emotional Anatomy takes shape from before birth and into our future, each of us bathed in the mood movies, chemical, social, emotional and physical environments surrounding our development. Early wounds seem especially difficult to overcome because of misunderstood scars permanently etched into the emotional anatomy, then stimulating emotional reflexes out of control.

Our thoughts emerge from these environments. Gratitude Reboots the Machine and starts our thinking all over again from within a trustworthy part of our emotional anatomy. Discovering Single Breath Relaxation offers the free choice of navigating our mental state toward an intelligently designed place within our human emotional anatomy, a place of peace.

You personally have heard this place cry out, “you were not created to be consumed but shaped by fire”. Revealed through gratitude, this place of peace was intended to inspire your free choice. Personally significant to the future of freedom, your adult choices are joining into the universal battle for freedom. This battle begins inside your own imagination. The mood movies generated there are choosing between freedom and slavery. Too many fall prey to the prison of darkness and pass their blind slavery along to future generations through repetitious wounding. As many as possible must be reached for our survival. Freedom wins wars because it is the most rewarding experience in living yet most know nothing of this option.

Freedom naturally chooses the Magnificent Woman, who will hold our babies in their arms and inspire the next generation through their love. The magnificent man understands this and devotes himself, sacrificing all for our freedom to choose.

Personally significant and personally responsible for the future of freedom, we hope to inspire as many as possible to become aware of their own thoughts and actions, punctuated by gratitude, to discover and describe the opposition to our freedom to choose.

Gratitude reboots the machine. I am claiming this simple truth is proof of Intelligent design and you personally can “hear” inside your own mind the voices screaming in opposition.

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One Response to “Shaped by Fire”

  1. Dina4now says:

    The Medicine Bag

    “Curiosity” inquisitive, desire to know.
    I agree with what I think your saying if you mean that curiosity of our moods will allow us to become more familiar with our personalities. Personality being the distinctive parts of our character that have been formed by our interpretations, something that began at some point in a space of time. But curiosity to know or become familiar with is only that unless it is coupled with desire, in the hope of taking the action necessary to move forward, or “grow”. A desire strong enough to be truthful with oneself, and the courage to face even death. Death of one’s ego, ideas, and sometime the hopes and wishes we thought so harmless yet defeated us, wounding our significance. But how can we create a “new movie” without the desire and courage to look inside Pandora’s Box and face ourselves, and when we do, it is here compassion plays her part in nurturing. It can be a painful experience in the illumination of our souls, and compassion must be a tool put in the medicine bag of such a journey.

    How we love is our significance. Nothing is more significant in the shaping of our very being then the journey in, out and thru love. Like fire it burns away the impurities at such degrees as to change us in shape and character. It takes a life time for this to happen where the motion of fire no longer burns and refines us but cools, taking form with an intended purpose. Like a sword of truth it cuts away the lies and all that is not love, leaving only love. This is my hope, of knowing the truth of love. I have found the bits and pieces thru my life time but I throw them in the fire as I recognize they are only impure parts and pieces. Being loved or loving certain others has a condition to the purpose of refining fire, but this love has not yet become the ultimate unconditional sword of love till love becomes all there is. In the end love will be there as it was before the people we loved and were loved by. Human beings fan this flame of fire, refining our journey towards the ultimate love, that love I choose to call God. It is the purpose of our creation that thru the refinement of loving others, we find God.

    When we begin to label our hurts and conflicts, most likely it is the memory of loving someone, or wanting to be loved. But pain does teach us about love. I know now it is way too big to put in a box. The pain and frustration is trying to squeeze love into a form of our choosing, to put away till a time of benefiting ourselves, like there isn’t enough to go around, a limited supply. And yet no matter how we safe guard our love from some imagined pain, we can not choose love from the box when it is entwined with feelings of hate, rage or pain, till we open the box and Jack flies out with that plastic smile and oversized mouth. At which point we begin to scream, till we realize it isn’t real, and then you are grateful, and over time we may even laugh a little at what we threw in the box in our haste to safe guard love. I hope for a love that is without fear. But I’m standing here afraid, yet willing to open the box, have compassion for me when I scream.

    The “I don’t care” “No one else does” means for so many of us the opposite, “I care so much.” I want to believe others do to, or I would not care to bring them up. It seems a funny way of asking the question, “do you care,” does anyone care? Somehow as adults, asking for validation seems childish, as if the child in such a person was never validated, and it seems more grown up, or in control to say we just “don’t care”. OK back in control but still lacking validation. I’m not sure anyone can heal that place, unless the adult in us can learn to compassionately validate our child within, perhaps with the words, “you are a child of God”. This works for me when I think upon it, contemplating a fathers perfect love, knowing He knows me entirely and loves me anyway. I care because He cares, perfectly. I will start with that.

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