Tag: #Deepthoughts

Why I’m Still Blogging.

My point being, I get there’s no profits in simply giving people money. But building a community, planting trees, and creating jobs for people can be profitable. If people can throw $40+ BILLION at something, why not have it be locally owned farms? Why not have it be community centers and housing for the homeless? How about we encourage people to embrace joy and prosperity?

I spend a lot of time behind this computer screen.

Every day I come to this blog to pump out fresh content of some kind. Not gonna josh anyone, it keeps me sane. I’m super grateful for you if you’re reading this, whoever you are. Thank you!

I’ve been through a lot dealing with unemployment and health issues. It’s getting better, slowly but surely. I think the Universe likes to test us to see if we’re ready for more joy, love, freedom, prosperity, peace, and harmony every day. It’s not always easy.

We don’t learn as much from easy.

These billionaires, God love em, who have so much money to throw at buying major social media entities just blow my mind. I don’t envy their riches. Good for them for getting where they are today. (I would love to join them.) I mean, they literally have the power to do so much for so many and yet…

It’s true since the first epoch of mankind on this planet that life isn’t easy. We’re here in the physical to learn, remember, and grow. Overcoming challenges and trauma ultimately lead to joy and love. Where would we be without duality and contrast through it all?

I keep coming back to this notion that if I were a millionaire, things would look different.

What would I do with that kind of money? First, take care of my family. Get all the bills paid and make sure the kids are pretty much set for life. I’d teach them what I did to hit millionaire status so they could do the same.

Next, I’d make sure my wife could retire happily and maybe sell real estate or just hang out at home with the cats all day. As long as she’s happy, it’s okay. My wife, Heather, has truly earned a rest after everything she’s done for us.

After the personal stuff comes the investments. I’ve blogged about this before. I want to build my personal empire by helping people. I want to pay it forward as much as possible. Heck, I’d start my own commune if I thought it would help people. (*commune? Collective might be a better choice of words. Not trying to set myself up as any kind of cult leader.)

My point being, I get there’s no profits in simply giving people money. But building a community, planting trees, and creating jobs for people can be profitable. If people can throw $40+ BILLION at something, why not have it be locally owned farms? Why not have it be community centers and housing for the homeless? How about we encourage people to embrace joy and prosperity?

I’m not there yet. I dunno if I ever will be.

With the way things have been going this past year, I don’t know if it will ever happen. Right now I’m planting that seed. I’m doing the few things that bring me joy throughout this struggle, like my humble little blog here.

I’ll take the joy as it comes. I’ll look to expand my resources when the time and the opportunity come. The prosperity will come in many forms and I absolutely know it’s there. Right now, I’m just working on getting out of neutral in my life to get the prosperity flowing into it more. I believe love, prosperity and joy are out there waiting for us. ALL of us.

Thanks for stopping in today. I truly appreciate all of you. Happy Cinco de Mayo if that’s a holiday you celebrate. Take care.

I’m Here Today

Because I’m home from my regular job. I stayed home because when I woke up for work, I could barely move. I was feeling exhaustion on a whole new level. It was a long, painful, tiresome day leading up to that moment when I called my boss and said I was staying home.

My brain fog seems to have cleared out, mostly, and that is most definitely a good thing. My spirit guides and higher self sort of nudged me toward my laptop tonight. I just felt the need to put some words down on, well, not-paper. Uh. Pixels? The page, regardless.

I have heard, from one of my Earthly teachers that you should always “sell” stories that reflect who you really are. You should always tell your story. Well, I’m not trying to sell anything here, family. If someone wanted to kindly pick me up as a copywriter, I would probably welcome the opportunity, sure.

So, here I am. Let’s take this a bit deeper down the philosophical and energetic rabbit hole for a moment. The energetic expression that refers to itself as “I” or “me” in this now moment of time and space is visible to others in this medium. In other words, from the perspective of higher, light-bodied beings, the ball of light that I am is flashing/glowing/being in it’s pattern that identifies its unique expression of self.

As Eckhart Tolle probably doesn’t read my blog yet, I’ll try to explain. Once you leave the Earth Plane, so we’ll say Fifth Dimensional existence and up, words as we use them don’t exist. Thought patterns appear as wave forms and energetic structures, as far as we know. So, the individual expression of oneself must appear within whatever energetic rules exist in that dimensional level of being. Time is another sticky subject all around that I am only barely becoming aware-of, so I’m not going to even try to go there right now.

Photo by Zsu00f3fia Fehu00e9r on Pexels.com

Using the picture above to illustrate my point, if each ghosty above had a glow like a ball of Christmas tree lights was jammed up inside of it, and we all “spoke” in light flashes to understand one another, communication becomes faster, easier, and deeper very quickly.

The spiritual experts, gurus, etc all say that we only remember a fraction of who/what we really are while incarnated on this 3D Earthly plane of existence. We have to play be the rules of this plane, so solid matter, audio/visual communication, gravity, separate identity of self, and so forth. Separation and duality are the two we have stumbled over the most in 2020.

This is a little bit of who I am, I suppose. Maybe my grammar and syntax are a little messed up at times. Sometimes I literally put words down on the computer faster than if I’m stopping to think about what I’m saying. It’s like the words were already there and I’m just remembering what I was going to type. Sometimes it’s more like a gentle etheric prodding to say certain things.

Guess I’m going back to my night off now. Sleep calls again. Sending you all love and light.

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