From A Daily Book of Miracles by Krista M. Moore
Daily Miracle Message
Coming into your light is about being who you are as a part of God’s family. In order to do that we must tell the truth. It can be hard to speak the truth sometimes. We are afraid of hurting people’s feelings, of rubbing people the wrong way. But when we tell the truth with kindness, from our hearts, we cannot truly hurt anyone. We are coming from a clean feeling, and it is freeing.
Daily Miracle Practice
Begin with yourself. Go into a quiet place and get closer to God, to that quiet still place where you know who you are. It is not easy to hear yourself when other people are speaking!
Take a deep breath and release any tension down through the bottoms of your feet. Get connected to the ground. Then breathe again, and again, deeper each time. Until you begin to feel a a little lighter, a release and a calm… Breathe deeply and feel into your vibration, into your heart. What are you feeling right now?
Be honest with yourself first. You can begin by asking yourself good questions: Am I being who I want to be right now? Am I being honest with myself, or am I doing or saying what others want to hear?
Give yourself some space. Stay in your own energy long enough to get comfortable being who you are. Then you can learn to express that gift to others in a way that does not cut them off, but clears the way. By being honest with yourself first, you will feel more clear and grounded. Then you can decide what you most want to express. Before you decide to express it, you may want to ask yourself, What is important for me to say right now? Is this the deeper truth, or just a temporary feeling, an emotion that is surfacing that needs my attention and healing?
Another thing to ask is, do I really need to express it to this person right now? Or can I deal with it on my own, or with a friend? Perhaps you have a kind listener who can hear your feelings and hold space?
There are many ways to express, and many ways to listen. Find yours. You could take a walk in nature communing with God and the angels, or listen to classical or uplifting music, or draw or paint, or write it all down. Maybe writing a poem is how you find the truth and come to express who you are. Be creative. It doesn’t have to be a big drama! Unless you want it to be. Then make it great. Make it your own. Do it with grace. Do it with style.
Daily Miracle Prayer
Dear God, help me to express my self truly. Is this true for me or is this someone else’s energy? Help me to discern what I feel right now. Clear my heart and mind and help me express my truth with clarity, wisdom and Love.
Daily Miracle Blessing
I am here for you. You can speak to me anytime. You do not have to wait untiil you have it all figured out. Come to me first. I will clear the way. I will you speak the truth with love.
From A Daily Book of Miracles, work in progress, by Krista M. Moore 2019; Photo Credit: Love & Compassion, by Krista M. Moore, Peru, 2018.
Daily Miracles Message
When we love, we want to love with all our heart. With all our soul. With all our mind. But the world can do just the opposite to us: we soon discover love is not a four letter word, it is a force that moves us upside down. It can take everything we thought was valuable and make it meaningless. It can pull the wool over our eyes and make us love what is not even there. Love can make us victims, and can cause us to betray our selves.
This kind of love is the love we feel in the world. It is not the kind of love that saves us, it is the kind that empties us, shatters us, and leaves us with wounds to heal. We have all suffered love and the loss of it – our hearts like holes, empty, our minds wandering desperate to find it, our heads defending us against it.
But what is love? What is this love that sounds more like an enemy than something to lean on? How can we trust it if it leaves us, deceives us, or is not love at all?
That is the question: What happens when love comes in other form?
This world is full of deceptions and illusions. It takes a lot of skill and discernment to see through it, to learn the difference between God’s Love and what the rest of us feel most of the time.
Relationships on this earth are often misunderstood. They are roles we play, and none of us play the same way. Each one is different. Some are variable and go up and down, separate and come together again. Nothing stays the same.
But God’s Love is real. It does not change. It is simple. It does not go away. It can be counted on. Its form may vary, but its message is the same.
If you do not feel that the love you are sending or receiving brings you greater peace, insight, clarity, joy even, then you must question this love. The source of this love may be the mind and the body, not the soul, not the Spirit.
It is hard to hear this message while we are in the body. We want human love to be true. We want love no matter what the cost. But real love shatters our illusions, it reveals them to us, it blesses us while even causing pain. It does not destroy our hope, it offers it to us, asking us to give up our suffering, our fears, our illusions.
If we choose God’s Love, human love takes a different shape. We may have to compromise, but we never lose the true Love underneath.
To give God our Love means to give God our life; it is to let Him take all our relationships and make them good, or to remove the ones that are not for our Highest Good.
To let go of love and receive God’s Love is a holy cross we have to bear if we are to know true happiness. To give up the world’s version of love is the most painful process, but once we realize that God’s Love comes first without condition, and moves through us, we can relax and know that we are safe. We do not have to choose one form or another. We can remember to love unconditionally as we have been loved.
God’s Love is more than enough. It means I can accept whatever is happening, even if I cannot have what I think I want in this moment. I will still face difficulties, challenges. I will still suffer the consequences of being human. I will sometimes lose, as physical love is always temporary.
At the same time, I know that God’s Love is Higher, it is softer and brighter. It will carry me forward. It will illuminate all suffering and save me from disaster. It will be there when I die, and when I awake in God’s presence.
Whatever form this Love takes in the world to teach me, I accept this Love with all of my heart, soul and imagination. I mourn the death of human love that does not last. I ask only for God’s Love, and to heal my fear of loving imperfectly while I am here.
When love comes in one form or another, I wait. I breathe. I pray. I ask God to help me discern and navigate. I say,
“God, make me a channel of your Love. Make me see. Let me not be helpless, but full of the Love you have for me. Let me be that Love for others, the Love that we all seek.”
Daily Miracle Prayer
Offer us Love, Father, when we have lost our way. This world is filled with illusion and suffering. Even love can cause this, especially love or lack of it. I pray for your peace. To shield me from love of lessor form. Show me your Love, complete and unconditional. Make me a vessel of this Love for the world. Amen.
Daily Miracle Blessing
Be at peace and know that I Am Love.
“Have no fear of them, for nothing is covered that will not be revealed, or hidden that will not be known. What I tell you in the dark, say in the light, and what you hear whispered, proclaim from the housetops” (Mathew 10:28-29)
My random opening of the ESV Bible today, a new spiritual practice, revealed knowledge and wisdom that encouraged and uplifted me in my new quest not to hide the truth, but to proclaim it from the rooftops. In a secular world, especially in an especially “progressive” Canada, that is no easy feat.
I am reminded not to fear or worry what others think as I proclaim the Gospel in 21st Century North America and beyond. I figure I am not alone, though it sure feels that way sometimes.
Spreading light is easy if it’s the usual “self-help” or “new age” variety. But as soon as you use the word, “Jesus”, “Christ” or “Bible” you are in for advanced cynicism, curiosity or criticism.
I’m alright. Based on today’s passage, I’m in good company.
After my whirlwind trip to Peru, including bus trips, planes, trains, deserts, oceans and many-layered beds, I was anxious to return to my place of rest, my sanctuary called home.
When you travel, coming home is the best part, and the hardest.
When you leave home, you are excited by what you are going to see and do. For me, I was excited to visit Cusco, Peru and meet Carmen Munoz of Centro Nanay, a centre which helps young girls who have graduated from local orphanages to re-assimilate into life.
I was also anxious to visit the far-flung villages in the mountains, and bring good cheer and broken Spanish, with lots of hugs to the children, and pet lamas and alpacas by lakeside market stands.
Before I went, I longed for adventure, transformation, inner purification and love. We experienced much of that: the bright lights of the Cusco nightlife, foreign and familiar foods, too many visits to the cash machine under local guard, and just faint touches of churches and monasteries; warm beds in a cold winter room staying with a local family…
Divine lights in the moon temple during meditation and angelic sounds; remnants of a lost civilization with entrances and exits neatly marked for a burgeoning crowd. There was nowhere that I truly “belonged”, for I was in someone else’s territory. Nothing in my blood carried the signal of fellow free man or slave, those who carried the weight of the world in Inca days.
There was no time to truly immerse, as we were on a mission to see all the sites, while also finishing our Yoga Teacher training program.
After all, I was a Canadian white girl, let’s face it. I knew very little Spanish, and I had a good if not naive heart. I engaged, I planted seeds, I travelled and then I longed for return – for there truly is no place like home.
Coming home was about the heart beckoning back why I left in the first place. Did I get what I was looking for? Did I return with answers, with a true heart, a mission to continue what I started, and to remember what I just faintly became aware of?
And more. I remembered my self – my true self, not the one I hoped for. Not the one that climbs rocks and trees and tries to prove herself, and wants different for different’s sake. But the one who appreciates what she has, and who she is, and who loves just the same.