My Spiritual Windows

Four years ago, when I fell on black ice - in a flash before falling I saw myself standing at my own feet after the fall, then I fell.When I did I cupped my head and kept it above the ice on impact.Creating a different outcome then seen in the flash which preceded the fall. Early March of this year, I again stepped unknowingly unto black ice. When I fell the left leg bent at the knee with the right leg extended forward and a body at a 90 degree angle.Great position if you are 10 sliding into a base after hitting a ball. Not such a great landing at my age. The left knee took a crunch down to the bone and almost dislocated a right hip in the process. The knee bled for a short time then the blood just stopped flowing, which I was grateful. After many weeks, now I can see the skin again on the knee. At the point of impact, I now have a fine line of scarring which looks like fine stitches to the skin in a straight row. The knee was never treated outside of surface bandage, and yet seal

What brings you to My Spiritual Windows blog? Readers from across the world frequent the blog.I would like to hear what brings you here and invites you to return.Please use the comment box and speak to me. Namaste' Linda

I am seeing this logo on t-shirts, hats, socks, etc. now and primarily on the young! A statement which says it all and leaves you believing our world is on a new and better path of acceptance. A saw a young man large enough to be a pro-linebacker with socks etched with the logo! His statement, his stand. Words are powerful tools and if the message of this logo can bring down bridges of discontent and hate - it truly is amazing what a change of thought can inspire. Impression/perception/expression - are three attributes which largely form human nature and the reaction taken or given in response. As one flows to the other, the basis of human thought is readily understood. Not one of the three is more powerful than the next.Yet the power of the three determines the linking of thought processes regardless of all else. As you go thru the next 24 hours, really take time to self-examine the words in action. You just might be surprised the level of thought you are taken to by the power of

Once upon a time, in a field not too far away, there lived a tiny fairy named Sparkles.   She was only 5 inches tall with long, golden, curly hair and she had wings like those of a dragonfly.   Her dress was bright yellow with neon-green diamonds sprinkled over it – and at night she glowed like a star.   Now Sparkles may have been small in size but she was very big at heart often helping those who needed it by granting them gifts. Two days ago she met up with a boy named Ron who loved to fish. His fishing line had gotten so tangled up into knots and he was so frustrated! He was beginning to think he’d never get to fish again when Sparkles sat on his shoulder and granted him the gift of patience.   Before he knew it, he had untangled his fishing line all by himself! And yesterday, she found a girl named Leah who wanted nothing more than to be able to jump rope.   Sparkles touched her hand and gave her the gift of practice. Leah kept trying and trying.   Every time she step

What will matter? Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours or minutes. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame, and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will all expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived. It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant. Your gender, skin color, ethnicity will be irrelevant. So what will matter?  How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built, not what you received, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your s

Passage taken from a writing I started years ago...    Walk of Life 1/4/2007 What this kingdom had with the species, that no other kingdom or galaxy could understand was an inner thought process, that each held with an internal destiny. A knowing, of being responsible for all personal actions and retributions. To kill was to kill a part of within, to judge was to judge within, to bring pain, was to bring pain within. Too love was to bring love within. There was the key, to the difference they held over all galaxies and universes. Love, was held. Increasingly, more and more species felt this love as being a threat to their own well-being. The thought of bringing all that was bestowed back on them, brought fear to them. Love, was perceived as darkness, a void that could not be escaped. With that, fear brought out the most teachers that could be sought. Shadow galaxies and universes, were far stronger than this galaxy of light and love. For this light was not a need or

Light of the Isle In a glen on an isle in the land ‘oer the green is a place that only those that truly believe see the eyes of the wee one such as she be. Come take an adventure, come lass, come along. Tonight we shall ride the moonbeams of the fairy song. Don’t dilly, don’t dally, or don’t hesitate. Come along, come along lass there is no time to wait. Fly with me, rise with me, as we travel higher than high. For this is the night when the moon is but nigh. Close your eyes tightly, as I shower the dust, to open to a realm where magic is a must. As your energy touches the moonbeams, dear lass ride with me, ride with me, beyond the hourglass. Where time has no meaning, where trouble but burst in to pots of gold, ‘oer the green where laughter is a must. Your dust will carry you higher and higher, beyond belief and only to desire. Where all is beholden, where none is denied. Desire is the nectar of the fairies tonight. To dance in a drop of r