For Sunday February 26th, 2023

Hello again, I apologize to anyone who might have read enough about Maddie by now but, when huge things happen in your life they tend to last a while and affect everything else you're doing, hopefully for the better.

The celebration of life for Maddie was yesterday, beautiful beyond words, much as Maddie was. Quick story: Whenever asked how she was doing she'd answer by showing two thumbs up and saying, "I'm good."
Every single time:
When she was running a fever of 109, "I'm good."
When her oxygen saturation was only 50%, "I'm good."
When her stats showed her body should be in the morgue, "I'm good."
And two thumbs up, every time.

I like to think she was speaking from her soul, knowing she was doing her spiritual job – opening hearts. The condition of her body was less important than the spiritual condition of her presence on Earth.

There's too much to cover here, but on the back of the program was one of her favorite stories – The Sparkly Caterpillar by Melissa Carney:
"Once upon a time there was a beautiful baby Caterpillar. From the first time her parents saw their baby, they knew she was special!
The Baby Caterpillar was pink! It was a soft pink, but nothing like the other caterpillars. She was special. She even sparkled when she went into the sunlight.
Baby Caterpillar grew up to do amazing things. She could dance and sing and she could draw the most colorful pictures.
Baby Caterpillar had a wonderful imagination, the other Caterpillars couldn't help but watch her. She could play, swim, and go on adventures!
One day the baby caterpillar dreamed of flying! The other Caterpillars were scared, they didn't know how to fly. But the baby Caterpillar was creative.
She made the most beautiful sparkly wings. She was ready for her next adventure!
The other caterpillars began to feel sad. They didn't have wings, and they weren't ready to fly off yet. They didn't want her to leave.
Baby Caterpillar knew one more big show would make them feel better. So before she put her wings on she gave the best show ever!
She smiled, she sparkled, she danced, and she sang. She encouraged everyone to have fun with her!
She did all her best tricks, and so did the other caterpillars until everyone was happy again.
Now all of the caterpillars can put on a show and make each other happy.
Baby Caterpillar knew they would be ok while she was gone on her adventure.
She wrapped herself up in her beautiful wings, and did a spin. The wings popped open and she looked like a butterfly! She was the most beautiful sparkly butterfly.
Baby Caterpillar, now a sparkly butterfly, asked her friends and family to help cheer her on. She was going to fly as high as she could go.
They all started to cheer, telling her how much they loved her, they would miss her, and thanking her for teaching them all how to have fun.
She flew higher and higher until she couldn't see them anymore. For a moment she was sad, she was going to miss all the games and fun they had together.
When she looked out she saw the most beautiful sunset. It was ok to be sad, but this was going to be an amazing adventure.
Baby Caterpillar flew off leaving sparkles in the air so the other caterpillars would always remember her."
This evening, may we wish Maddie Godspeed. And, may we find bits of sparkles in the air, that we may fly high too.

With Great Love,

Richard

For Sunday February 19th, 2023

Hello everyone, given the powerful emotions brought on by Maddie's passing I find myself focused upon the spiritual lessons of her short, young life as well as the human condition of dealing with it honestly.

I find great comfort in seeing her as a teacher who came here to open people's hearts – and did such an incredible job of it. I simply don't know if she could have done more by living longer.

And I've done a fair share of 'ugly crying' over being gutted by the loss of her on Earth. I've found that both perspectives are essential for me.

With that in mind, may we sit this evening with awareness that we are both spiritual and human, and blessedly so. Godspeed Maddie, and thank you for the courage to bring us closer to our hearts with your own heart.

Reverently offered,

Richard

For Sunday February 12th, 2023

Hello good people, natural disasters are a fact of life. Nature must do what it must do. It is our job to adjust to it, and take care of those who are adversely affected.

With that said, let us sit for those in Syria and Turkey who are in need of all kinds of help.

We can at least add our heartfelt prayers.

Thank you all,

Richard

For Sunday February 5th, 2023

Hello good people, given the graciousness of Maddie in the post by her mother, it only seems fitting that we search within ourselves for that same selfless out-pouring of love.

Maddie seems to have been born with great compassion, "Some people's problems are bigger than ours." As we deal with our problems, let us not forget that others are struggling too.

May we sit this evening for that same loving, joyful outlook. If she has come here to spread such light, it behooves us to pick it up and do the same. As it is written, "And a small child shall lead them."

Bless you all,

Richard

For Sunday January 29th, 2023

Gracious greetings to all, the current rash of mass shootings, along with the beating of Tyre Nichols, demonstrates some of the imbalance in the world. It also brings to mind the process of Ho'oponopono, (pronounced HO-oh-Po-no-Po-no). The basic translation of which is 'cause things to move back into balance' or to 'make things right.'

 
The typical wording for the practice is, "I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you."

It depends upon not just rote repetition of the words, but deeply searching yourself for even a hint of the imbalance you see in the outer world, staring it straight in the face unflinchingly – and removing it from yourself. Whatever amount you remove from yourself, that much is gone from the world. And as we know that like attracts like vibrationally – your efforts will benefit all.

May we sit Sunday evening in deep Ho'oponopono. By doing so, may we see that we thereby move through the world differently.

 
Blessings to all,

Richard

For Sunday January 22nd, 2023

Hello again, here is an extension to last week's theory of the person who lives in the back of our heads, reviewing the past and trying to keep us safe. As we continue to stare that person down, revealing our current anxiety to be shadows of the past, we open ourselves to glimpses of a greater reality.

As our material world is temporary, held in place by spiritual design, so too is our emotional world although held in place by our past experiences.

May we sit this evening to see beyond this lifelong yet temporary existence. May we glimpse the underpinnings of all that is – so that Divine Will shall flow through us.

Blessings on us all,

Richard

For Sunday January 15th, 2023

Hello everyone, here is a theory: 

There is a small person who lives in the back of our heads. This person has instant access to every slight, burden, and injury we've ever experienced in our lives, real or imagined. But, this essential record keeper cannot see outside. Their only access is to the past.
We, who are perceiving the world through our eyes, can see whatever the current situation may be and, we are constantly in touch with the record keeper. This record keeper's job is to keep us safe by reminding us of any past history which resembles what we are currently seeing through our eyes. It's an important job and they take it very seriously.

Along with this there is another person who lives above our heads. That person has a much higher perspective and therefore sees far more clearly than we can possibly see through our eyes. We, in a desire for safety, are rarely in touch with this higher perspective choosing instead the warnings of the record keeper, who has provable history to back up their claims.

It turns out that if you can face the record keeper without turning away, stare them straight in the eye without blinking, they most often back down on their claims of impending doom.

Doing so provides us with a degree of freedom. We may then be able to face the current situation without the record keeper screaming dire warnings in our ears, and we may even be able to connect with the higher self living contentedly above our heads.

This evening, if it resonates with you, may we see into ourselves, possibly identifying each character in the theory. May we have the strength of focus to assess the truth of the record keeper's claims. May we hear the quiet voice from above.

Thank you all,

Richard

For Sunday January 8th, 2023

Hello everyone, the physical temple which houses us throughout this lifetime has its requirements and its pitfalls. It is finely crafted to address our lessons. Free will allows us to explore the extremes of addiction, or deprivation, or over-indulgence – while also providing us an ongoing opportunity to become one with the creative forces.

Our destiny is found in the choices we make day by day.

May we sit this evening for the sensitivity to 'hear' the quiet voice, to see our choices clearly, and to choose well.

Blessings upon all,

Richard

For Sunday January 1st, 2023

Hello to all, we may not realize how much we create the spiritual paths of our lives. Sometimes we are not ready for that which may be offered, but we can handle that with choice.

Cayce says we can prepare our way by taking advantage of the opportunities which arise each day, as we use them greater opportunities are therefore given to us. Call them tests if you will, or proofs of intention and ability.

May we start the new year by being that which the world needs. May we use that which may be seen as troublesome as a spiritual stepping stone. May we set ourselves upon the path which is yet unseen.

New Year Blessings to all,

Richard

For Sunday December 25th, 2022

Hello blessed people, over two thousand years ago three wise astrologers followed what they had learned from reading the stars. Their efforts led them to a divine event – the Christ Light born on Earth.

Today the star for us to follow is in our hearts. It will shine more and more clearly as we improve our connection to the Divine.

May we sit this evening, on a day set aside for honoring that miraculous event, with the express purpose of improving our personal connection to it.

Xapis,

Richard

Re: For Sunday December 18th, 2022

Hello everyone, here's some wise advice:
"Some will tell you that what you want ain't on the menu. But cook it up yourself, then serve it to them." – Buffy Sainte-Marie

When faced with those whose perspective on humanity is deficient, bring them healing nutrition. It may be an understanding smile, a gentle nod, or a willing ear, but bring them what they need.

May we sit this Sunday for the opportunity, and the discernment, to know what is needed. May Divine healing will be done through us, for all of us, that we may walk in balance upon the Earth.

Bless you all,

Richard

For Sunday December 11th, 2022

Hello all, It is said that all seeming paradoxes become resolved when viewed from a high enough perspective. In much the same way we strive for answers beyond our current reach.

Whatever daily troubles may engage us, the truest answers are found beyond our conscious thinking, in an alert silence.

May we sit Sunday evening in that alertness, actively listening for what may come which calls us forward.

Bless you all,

Richard

For Sunday December 4th, 2022

Hello all, in many instances our job is not to make some loving end result occur but to create the opportunity for it to occur. As an example, if a child is standing at the foot of the ladder of a playground slide; our job is not to pick them up, carry them around to the bottom of the slide, then set them back down. They would end up in the correct position but we would be denying them the experience they went to the slide for.

Our job is to encourage them to climb the ladder, for their own growth and accomplishment, allowing them the full experience of the playground. It is much the same with the spiritual advancement of humanity. Our job is to create the opportunity for others to grow into the flow of the Divine, by opening doors and encouraging their climb.

May we sit Sunday evening for creating opportunities for the growth of others and for the minute guides we may be.

Thank you all,

Richard

PS Minute: my-NOOT; adjective meaning small, "My minute assistance in this world..."