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  1. An Invincible Summer (Wyndham Beach)

    "It was a lifetime ago that recently widowed Maggie Flynn was in Wyndham Beach"

    Sale: $4.99 to $2.49

    by Mariah Stewart
    Rating: 4.4/5 (16,862 Reviews)

    #books #booksky #fiction #family #friendship #forgiveness #secondchances #romance #laterinlife #womensfiction

    An Invincible Summer (Wyndham ...

  2. An Invincible Summer (Wyndham Beach)

    "It was a lifetime ago that recently widowed Maggie Flynn was in Wyndham Beach"

    Sale: $4.99 to $2.49

    by Mariah Stewart
    Rating: 4.4/5 (16,862 Reviews)

    #books #booksky #fiction #family #friendship #forgiveness #secondchances #romance #laterinlife #womensfiction

    An Invincible Summer (Wyndham ...

  3. I WANTED GOD BY FRIDAY ๐Ÿ’Ž

    When I was young, I wanted the truth passionately.

    I read all the books.

    I listened to all the teachers.

    I really tried to meditate.

    I tried to forgive, though it was traditional forgiveness rather than ACIM forgiveness.

    I had tried hard to become peaceful.

    Ha!

    Sometimes I even became quite good at the practice.

    Then pride would enter the field and ravage everything.

    It was not real yet.

    I was too busy being young.

    Too hungry.

    Too frightened.

    Too unhappy.

    Too caught in the body, the world, sex, food, ambition, approval, and the endless hope that something or someone outside me would finally make life feel complete.

    Preferably by Friday.

    Unbeknownst to me, I was trying to get out of life before I had properly lived it.

    That was a mistake.

    Young people are not supposed to spend all their time trying to escape the world.

    They should be f**king each other.

    Making new art.

    Creating new music.

    Building new things.

    Making old mistakes.

    Loving badly, then better.

    Getting their hearts broken.

    Buying furniture that they already know they will regret.

    Learning what matters by wasting enormous amounts of time on what does not.

    That is practically the entire curriculum.

    The practice came later for me.

    Much later.

    Not because I finally became spiritually special.

    Because I finally became ready.

    The body changed.

    Appetite changed.

    The need to be someone began to loosen its grip.

    Life had already had its way with me.

    Repeatedly.

    Profoundly.

    Without asking anybodyโ€™s permission.

    And now, near the end of this life, looking toward the exit does not feel dramatic or sad.

    There is no white robe.

    No celestial choir.

    No soft lighting.

    It feels simple.

    I am already halfway there.

    I may as well breathe consciously and enjoy the view.

    #truth #books #teachers #meditate #forgiveness #peaceful #practice #pride #young #world #choir #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  4. I WANTED GOD BY FRIDAY ๐Ÿ’Ž

    When I was young, I wanted the truth passionately.

    I read all the books.

    I listened to all the teachers.

    I really tried to meditate.

    I tried to forgive, though it was traditional forgiveness rather than ACIM forgiveness.

    I had tried hard to become peaceful.

    Ha!

    Sometimes I even became quite good at the practice.

    Then pride would enter the field and ravage everything.

    It was not real yet.

    I was too busy being young.

    Too hungry.

    Too frightened.

    Too unhappy.

    Too caught in the body, the world, sex, food, ambition, approval, and the endless hope that something or someone outside me would finally make life feel complete.

    Preferably by Friday.

    Unbeknownst to me, I was trying to get out of life before I had properly lived it.

    That was a mistake.

    Young people are not supposed to spend all their time trying to escape the world.

    They should be f**king each other.

    Making new art.

    Creating new music.

    Building new things.

    Making old mistakes.

    Loving badly, then better.

    Getting their hearts broken.

    Buying furniture that they already know they will regret.

    Learning what matters by wasting enormous amounts of time on what does not.

    That is practically the entire curriculum.

    The practice came later for me.

    Much later.

    Not because I finally became spiritually special.

    Because I finally became ready.

    The body changed.

    Appetite changed.

    The need to be someone began to loosen its grip.

    Life had already had its way with me.

    Repeatedly.

    Profoundly.

    Without asking anybodyโ€™s permission.

    And now, near the end of this life, looking toward the exit does not feel dramatic or sad.

    There is no white robe.

    No celestial choir.

    No soft lighting.

    It feels simple.

    I am already halfway there.

    I may as well breathe consciously and enjoy the view.

    #truth #books #teachers #meditate #forgiveness #peaceful #practice #pride #young #world #choir #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  5. I WANTED GOD BY FRIDAY ๐Ÿ’Ž

    When I was young, I wanted the truth passionately.

    I read all the books.

    I listened to all the teachers.

    I really tried to meditate.

    I tried to forgive, though it was traditional forgiveness rather than ACIM forgiveness.

    I had tried hard to become peaceful.

    Ha!

    Sometimes I even became quite good at the practice.

    Then pride would enter the field and ravage everything.

    It was not real yet.

    I was too busy being young.

    Too hungry.

    Too frightened.

    Too unhappy.

    Too caught in the body, the world, sex, food, ambition, approval, and the endless hope that something or someone outside me would finally make life feel complete.

    Preferably by Friday.

    Unbeknownst to me, I was trying to get out of life before I had properly lived it.

    That was a mistake.

    Young people are not supposed to spend all their time trying to escape the world.

    They should be f**king each other.

    Making new art.

    Creating new music.

    Building new things.

    Making old mistakes.

    Loving badly, then better.

    Getting their hearts broken.

    Buying furniture that they already know they will regret.

    Learning what matters by wasting enormous amounts of time on what does not.

    That is practically the entire curriculum.

    The practice came later for me.

    Much later.

    Not because I finally became spiritually special.

    Because I finally became ready.

    The body changed.

    Appetite changed.

    The need to be someone began to loosen its grip.

    Life had already had its way with me.

    Repeatedly.

    Profoundly.

    Without asking anybodyโ€™s permission.

    And now, near the end of this life, looking toward the exit does not feel dramatic or sad.

    There is no white robe.

    No celestial choir.

    No soft lighting.

    It feels simple.

    I am already halfway there.

    I may as well breathe consciously and enjoy the view.

    #truth #books #teachers #meditate #forgiveness #peaceful #practice #pride #young #world #choir #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  6. I WANTED GOD BY FRIDAY ๐Ÿ’Ž

    When I was young, I wanted the truth passionately.

    I read all the books.

    I listened to all the teachers.

    I really tried to meditate.

    I tried to forgive, though it was traditional forgiveness rather than ACIM forgiveness.

    I had tried hard to become peaceful.

    Ha!

    Sometimes I even became quite good at the practice.

    Then pride would enter the field and ravage everything.

    It was not real yet.

    I was too busy being young.

    Too hungry.

    Too frightened.

    Too unhappy.

    Too caught in the body, the world, sex, food, ambition, approval, and the endless hope that something or someone outside me would finally make life feel complete.

    Preferably by Friday.

    Unbeknownst to me, I was trying to get out of life before I had properly lived it.

    That was a mistake.

    Young people are not supposed to spend all their time trying to escape the world.

    They should be f**king each other.

    Making new art.

    Creating new music.

    Building new things.

    Making old mistakes.

    Loving badly, then better.

    Getting their hearts broken.

    Buying furniture that they already know they will regret.

    Learning what matters by wasting enormous amounts of time on what does not.

    That is practically the entire curriculum.

    The practice came later for me.

    Much later.

    Not because I finally became spiritually special.

    Because I finally became ready.

    The body changed.

    Appetite changed.

    The need to be someone began to loosen its grip.

    Life had already had its way with me.

    Repeatedly.

    Profoundly.

    Without asking anybodyโ€™s permission.

    And now, near the end of this life, looking toward the exit does not feel dramatic or sad.

    There is no white robe.

    No celestial choir.

    No soft lighting.

    It feels simple.

    I am already halfway there.

    I may as well breathe consciously and enjoy the view.

    #truth #books #teachers #meditate #forgiveness #peaceful #practice #pride #young #world #choir #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  7. I WANTED GOD BY FRIDAY ๐Ÿ’Ž

    When I was young, I wanted the truth passionately.

    I read all the books.

    I listened to all the teachers.

    I really tried to meditate.

    I tried to forgive, though it was traditional forgiveness rather than ACIM forgiveness.

    I had tried hard to become peaceful.

    Ha!

    Sometimes I even became quite good at the practice.

    Then pride would enter the field and ravage everything.

    It was not real yet.

    I was too busy being young.

    Too hungry.

    Too frightened.

    Too unhappy.

    Too caught in the body, the world, sex, food, ambition, approval, and the endless hope that something or someone outside me would finally make life feel complete.

    Preferably by Friday.

    Unbeknownst to me, I was trying to get out of life before I had properly lived it.

    That was a mistake.

    Young people are not supposed to spend all their time trying to escape the world.

    They should be f**king each other.

    Making new art.

    Creating new music.

    Building new things.

    Making old mistakes.

    Loving badly, then better.

    Getting their hearts broken.

    Buying furniture that they already know they will regret.

    Learning what matters by wasting enormous amounts of time on what does not.

    That is practically the entire curriculum.

    The practice came later for me.

    Much later.

    Not because I finally became spiritually special.

    Because I finally became ready.

    The body changed.

    Appetite changed.

    The need to be someone began to loosen its grip.

    Life had already had its way with me.

    Repeatedly.

    Profoundly.

    Without asking anybodyโ€™s permission.

    And now, near the end of this life, looking toward the exit does not feel dramatic or sad.

    There is no white robe.

    No celestial choir.

    No soft lighting.

    It feels simple.

    I am already halfway there.

    I may as well breathe consciously and enjoy the view.

    #truth #books #teachers #meditate #forgiveness #peaceful #practice #pride #young #world #choir #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  8. A quotation from La Rochefoucauld

    We can forgive people who bore us, but never those whom we bore.
     
    [Nous pardonnons souvent ร  ceux qui nous ennuient, mais nous ne pouvons pardonner ร  ceux que nous ennuyons.]

    Franรงois VI, duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680) French epigrammatist, memoirist, noble
    Rรฉflexions ou sentences et maximes morales [Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims], ยถ304 (1665-1678) [tr. Heard (1917), ยถ311]

    More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/la-rochefoucauld-fraโ€ฆ

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #larochefoucauld #bore #boredom #boring #disinterest #ego #ennui #forgiveness #hypocrisy #insult #offense #pride #weariness #weary

  9. A quotation from La Rochefoucauld

    We can forgive people who bore us, but never those whom we bore.
     
    [Nous pardonnons souvent ร  ceux qui nous ennuient, mais nous ne pouvons pardonner ร  ceux que nous ennuyons.]

    Franรงois VI, duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680) French epigrammatist, memoirist, noble
    Rรฉflexions ou sentences et maximes morales [Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims], ยถ304 (1665-1678) [tr. Heard (1917), ยถ311]

    More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/la-rochefoucauld-fraโ€ฆ

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #larochefoucauld #bore #boredom #boring #disinterest #ego #ennui #forgiveness #hypocrisy #insult #offense #pride #weariness #weary

  10. A quotation from La Rochefoucauld

    We can forgive people who bore us, but never those whom we bore.
     
    [Nous pardonnons souvent ร  ceux qui nous ennuient, mais nous ne pouvons pardonner ร  ceux que nous ennuyons.]

    Franรงois VI, duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680) French epigrammatist, memoirist, noble
    Rรฉflexions ou sentences et maximes morales [Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims], ยถ304 (1665-1678) [tr. Heard (1917), ยถ311]

    More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/la-rochefoucauld-fraโ€ฆ

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #larochefoucauld #bore #boredom #boring #disinterest #ego #ennui #forgiveness #hypocrisy #insult #offense #pride #weariness #weary

  11. A quotation from La Rochefoucauld

    We can forgive people who bore us, but never those whom we bore.
     
    [Nous pardonnons souvent ร  ceux qui nous ennuient, mais nous ne pouvons pardonner ร  ceux que nous ennuyons.]

    Franรงois VI, duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680) French epigrammatist, memoirist, noble
    Rรฉflexions ou sentences et maximes morales [Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims], ยถ304 (1665-1678) [tr. Heard (1917), ยถ311]

    More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/la-rochefoucauld-fraโ€ฆ

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #larochefoucauld #bore #boredom #boring #disinterest #ego #ennui #forgiveness #hypocrisy #insult #offense #pride #weariness #weary

  12. A quotation from La Rochefoucauld

    We can forgive people who bore us, but never those whom we bore.
     
    [Nous pardonnons souvent ร  ceux qui nous ennuient, mais nous ne pouvons pardonner ร  ceux que nous ennuyons.]

    Franรงois VI, duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680) French epigrammatist, memoirist, noble
    Rรฉflexions ou sentences et maximes morales [Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims], ยถ304 (1665-1678) [tr. Heard (1917), ยถ311]

    More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/la-rochefoucauld-fraโ€ฆ

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #larochefoucauld #bore #boredom #boring #disinterest #ego #ennui #forgiveness #hypocrisy #insult #offense #pride #weariness #weary

  13. FROM THE NECK UP๐Ÿ’Ž

    For more than forty years, A Course in Miracles remained a beautiful spiritual book.

    I loved it, respected it, quoted it, and returned to it again and again.

    But I could not enter its deeper meaning: Atonement.

    The words felt true, but they remained words.

    Forgiveness.

    Peace.

    The body is not the Self.

    I need do nothing.

    It all sounded right, but I was living almost entirely in my head.

    The body was something I dragged around while pursuing spiritual understanding and enlightenment.

    Then fasting changed my relationship with it.

    Breathwork took me inside it.

    Reflective writing showed me what the mind was doing while pretending to be wise.

    Gradually, I discovered I actually had a body.

    Quite a surprise after decades of unconsciously owning one.

    The Course had not failed me.

    I had been trying to understand it from the neck up.

    Once the body became lived in rather than merely discussed, the teachings settled into place.

    โ€œI need do nothingโ€ stopped sounding like a spiritual instruction.

    It became something the body recognised.

    Forgiveness stopped being moral effort.

    It became the release of the argument carried in the nerves, breath, muscles, and story.

    Peace was no longer an idea I agreed with.

    It was what remained when I stopped feeding conflict.

    The body did not become more spiritually important.

    It became honest.

    It showed me where fear lived, resistance tightened, thought became pain, and one conscious breath could interrupt the performance.

    Reflective writing helped too.

    On the page, I could see when I was explaining peace rather than living it.

    I could see the little spiritual expert arranging the furniture while the house was still on fire.

    That was useful.

    Forty years after first opening the Course, I understood why I had not been able to enter it.

    I had treated ACIM as a book about escaping the body.

    It became alive when I stopped escaping the body and began listening through it.

    Fasting cleared some heaviness.

    Breathwork quietened the argument.

    Writing made the evasions visible.

    Then the Course was no longer sitting on the shelf waiting to be understood.

    It was happening in the breath.

    In the pause before reaction.

    In the refusal to make conflict real.

    In the ordinary discovery that peace need not be produced.

    It was already there.

    The book had not changed.

    The reader had finally arrived.

    #Forgiveness #Miracles #beautiful #Atonement #forty #argument #furniture #conflict #peace #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  14. FROM THE NECK UP๐Ÿ’Ž

    For more than forty years, A Course in Miracles remained a beautiful spiritual book.

    I loved it, respected it, quoted it, and returned to it again and again.

    But I could not enter its deeper meaning: Atonement.

    The words felt true, but they remained words.

    Forgiveness.

    Peace.

    The body is not the Self.

    I need do nothing.

    It all sounded right, but I was living almost entirely in my head.

    The body was something I dragged around while pursuing spiritual understanding and enlightenment.

    Then fasting changed my relationship with it.

    Breathwork took me inside it.

    Reflective writing showed me what the mind was doing while pretending to be wise.

    Gradually, I discovered I actually had a body.

    Quite a surprise after decades of unconsciously owning one.

    The Course had not failed me.

    I had been trying to understand it from the neck up.

    Once the body became lived in rather than merely discussed, the teachings settled into place.

    โ€œI need do nothingโ€ stopped sounding like a spiritual instruction.

    It became something the body recognised.

    Forgiveness stopped being moral effort.

    It became the release of the argument carried in the nerves, breath, muscles, and story.

    Peace was no longer an idea I agreed with.

    It was what remained when I stopped feeding conflict.

    The body did not become more spiritually important.

    It became honest.

    It showed me where fear lived, resistance tightened, thought became pain, and one conscious breath could interrupt the performance.

    Reflective writing helped too.

    On the page, I could see when I was explaining peace rather than living it.

    I could see the little spiritual expert arranging the furniture while the house was still on fire.

    That was useful.

    Forty years after first opening the Course, I understood why I had not been able to enter it.

    I had treated ACIM as a book about escaping the body.

    It became alive when I stopped escaping the body and began listening through it.

    Fasting cleared some heaviness.

    Breathwork quietened the argument.

    Writing made the evasions visible.

    Then the Course was no longer sitting on the shelf waiting to be understood.

    It was happening in the breath.

    In the pause before reaction.

    In the refusal to make conflict real.

    In the ordinary discovery that peace need not be produced.

    It was already there.

    The book had not changed.

    The reader had finally arrived.

    #Forgiveness #Miracles #beautiful #Atonement #forty #argument #furniture #conflict #peace #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  15. FROM THE NECK UP๐Ÿ’Ž

    For more than forty years, A Course in Miracles remained a beautiful spiritual book.

    I loved it, respected it, quoted it, and returned to it again and again.

    But I could not enter its deeper meaning: Atonement.

    The words felt true, but they remained words.

    Forgiveness.

    Peace.

    The body is not the Self.

    I need do nothing.

    It all sounded right, but I was living almost entirely in my head.

    The body was something I dragged around while pursuing spiritual understanding and enlightenment.

    Then fasting changed my relationship with it.

    Breathwork took me inside it.

    Reflective writing showed me what the mind was doing while pretending to be wise.

    Gradually, I discovered I actually had a body.

    Quite a surprise after decades of unconsciously owning one.

    The Course had not failed me.

    I had been trying to understand it from the neck up.

    Once the body became lived in rather than merely discussed, the teachings settled into place.

    โ€œI need do nothingโ€ stopped sounding like a spiritual instruction.

    It became something the body recognised.

    Forgiveness stopped being moral effort.

    It became the release of the argument carried in the nerves, breath, muscles, and story.

    Peace was no longer an idea I agreed with.

    It was what remained when I stopped feeding conflict.

    The body did not become more spiritually important.

    It became honest.

    It showed me where fear lived, resistance tightened, thought became pain, and one conscious breath could interrupt the performance.

    Reflective writing helped too.

    On the page, I could see when I was explaining peace rather than living it.

    I could see the little spiritual expert arranging the furniture while the house was still on fire.

    That was useful.

    Forty years after first opening the Course, I understood why I had not been able to enter it.

    I had treated ACIM as a book about escaping the body.

    It became alive when I stopped escaping the body and began listening through it.

    Fasting cleared some heaviness.

    Breathwork quietened the argument.

    Writing made the evasions visible.

    Then the Course was no longer sitting on the shelf waiting to be understood.

    It was happening in the breath.

    In the pause before reaction.

    In the refusal to make conflict real.

    In the ordinary discovery that peace need not be produced.

    It was already there.

    The book had not changed.

    The reader had finally arrived.

    #Forgiveness #Miracles #beautiful #Atonement #forty #argument #furniture #conflict #peace #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  16. FROM THE NECK UP๐Ÿ’Ž

    For more than forty years, A Course in Miracles remained a beautiful spiritual book.

    I loved it, respected it, quoted it, and returned to it again and again.

    But I could not enter its deeper meaning: Atonement.

    The words felt true, but they remained words.

    Forgiveness.

    Peace.

    The body is not the Self.

    I need do nothing.

    It all sounded right, but I was living almost entirely in my head.

    The body was something I dragged around while pursuing spiritual understanding and enlightenment.

    Then fasting changed my relationship with it.

    Breathwork took me inside it.

    Reflective writing showed me what the mind was doing while pretending to be wise.

    Gradually, I discovered I actually had a body.

    Quite a surprise after decades of unconsciously owning one.

    The Course had not failed me.

    I had been trying to understand it from the neck up.

    Once the body became lived in rather than merely discussed, the teachings settled into place.

    โ€œI need do nothingโ€ stopped sounding like a spiritual instruction.

    It became something the body recognised.

    Forgiveness stopped being moral effort.

    It became the release of the argument carried in the nerves, breath, muscles, and story.

    Peace was no longer an idea I agreed with.

    It was what remained when I stopped feeding conflict.

    The body did not become more spiritually important.

    It became honest.

    It showed me where fear lived, resistance tightened, thought became pain, and one conscious breath could interrupt the performance.

    Reflective writing helped too.

    On the page, I could see when I was explaining peace rather than living it.

    I could see the little spiritual expert arranging the furniture while the house was still on fire.

    That was useful.

    Forty years after first opening the Course, I understood why I had not been able to enter it.

    I had treated ACIM as a book about escaping the body.

    It became alive when I stopped escaping the body and began listening through it.

    Fasting cleared some heaviness.

    Breathwork quietened the argument.

    Writing made the evasions visible.

    Then the Course was no longer sitting on the shelf waiting to be understood.

    It was happening in the breath.

    In the pause before reaction.

    In the refusal to make conflict real.

    In the ordinary discovery that peace need not be produced.

    It was already there.

    The book had not changed.

    The reader had finally arrived.

    #Forgiveness #Miracles #beautiful #Atonement #forty #argument #furniture #conflict #peace #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  17. FROM THE NECK UP๐Ÿ’Ž

    For more than forty years, A Course in Miracles remained a beautiful spiritual book.

    I loved it, respected it, quoted it, and returned to it again and again.

    But I could not enter its deeper meaning: Atonement.

    The words felt true, but they remained words.

    Forgiveness.

    Peace.

    The body is not the Self.

    I need do nothing.

    It all sounded right, but I was living almost entirely in my head.

    The body was something I dragged around while pursuing spiritual understanding and enlightenment.

    Then fasting changed my relationship with it.

    Breathwork took me inside it.

    Reflective writing showed me what the mind was doing while pretending to be wise.

    Gradually, I discovered I actually had a body.

    Quite a surprise after decades of unconsciously owning one.

    The Course had not failed me.

    I had been trying to understand it from the neck up.

    Once the body became lived in rather than merely discussed, the teachings settled into place.

    โ€œI need do nothingโ€ stopped sounding like a spiritual instruction.

    It became something the body recognised.

    Forgiveness stopped being moral effort.

    It became the release of the argument carried in the nerves, breath, muscles, and story.

    Peace was no longer an idea I agreed with.

    It was what remained when I stopped feeding conflict.

    The body did not become more spiritually important.

    It became honest.

    It showed me where fear lived, resistance tightened, thought became pain, and one conscious breath could interrupt the performance.

    Reflective writing helped too.

    On the page, I could see when I was explaining peace rather than living it.

    I could see the little spiritual expert arranging the furniture while the house was still on fire.

    That was useful.

    Forty years after first opening the Course, I understood why I had not been able to enter it.

    I had treated ACIM as a book about escaping the body.

    It became alive when I stopped escaping the body and began listening through it.

    Fasting cleared some heaviness.

    Breathwork quietened the argument.

    Writing made the evasions visible.

    Then the Course was no longer sitting on the shelf waiting to be understood.

    It was happening in the breath.

    In the pause before reaction.

    In the refusal to make conflict real.

    In the ordinary discovery that peace need not be produced.

    It was already there.

    The book had not changed.

    The reader had finally arrived.

    #Forgiveness #Miracles #beautiful #Atonement #forty #argument #furniture #conflict #peace #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

  18. BREATHWORK ENDS THE
    ARGUMENT WITHIN

    Not ordinary breathing.

    The body already manages that without requiring a committee meeting.

    Conscious breathing.

    The deliberate act of bringing attention into the body and remaining with the breath long enough for the noise to lose its authority.

    A slow, full in-breath.

    A long, unhurried out-breath.

    Then another.

    Nothing mystical has to happen.

    There need be no visions, revelations, sacred music, or sudden purchase of white linen.

    The breath does not have to produce bliss, wisdom, or a more impressive human being.

    It asks only for attention.

    In that way, conscious breathing has something of I need do nothing in it.

    Not passivity.

    Not collapse.

    Not giving up.

    Simply the end of interference.

    The breath is already moving.

    Life is already happening.

    The body is already here.

    For a few moments, nothing has to be improved, solved, defended, explained, or spiritually upgraded.

    When the body is cold, tight, tired, painful, or restless, there is the breath.

    When the mind begins manufacturing a grievance, rehearsing an argument, predicting disaster, or reopening a case that was never going to court, there is the breath.

    When nothing is wrong, there is the breath then too.

    That may be the most important part.

    Breathwork is not merely an emergency service called when the building is on fire.

    It can become the place one lives from.

    Over time, conscious breath creates a space where striving begins to look unnecessary.

    No philosophy is required.

    No spiritual costume.

    No certificate.

    No audience.

    No carefully arranged photograph beside a candle with a caption about surrender.

    Just the body as it is.

    Just the breath as it moves.

    Just the next slow in-breath and the next long out-breath.

    The mind may continue talking for a while.

    It usually does.

    It has concerns.

    It has evidence.

    It has brought supporting documents.

    But conscious breathing does not argue with the mind.

    It simply stops giving it the whole room.

    Thought becomes background weather.

    The body softens where it can.

    Time becomes less urgent.

    The need to control the moment begins to loosen.

    This is where breathwork and forgiveness begin to resemble one another.

    Neither changes what is real.

    Neither fights the appearance.

    Neither demands that the world behave properly before peace is allowed.

    They remove some of the interference.

    The cold remains.

    The ageing body remains.

    The noise remains.

    The ordinary morning remains.

    Nothing needs to be excluded.

    Sanctuary does not mean hiding from experience.

    It means finding the place within experience where the fight can stop.

    The world can keep shouting.

    The door has been found.

    It opens inward.

    reconnectbreath.com/

    #ARGUMENT #Conscious #breathing #committee #meeting #interference #revelations #Sanctuary #noise #forgiveness #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #AI

  19. BREATHWORK ENDS THE
    ARGUMENT WITHIN

    Not ordinary breathing.

    The body already manages that without requiring a committee meeting.

    Conscious breathing.

    The deliberate act of bringing attention into the body and remaining with the breath long enough for the noise to lose its authority.

    A slow, full in-breath.

    A long, unhurried out-breath.

    Then another.

    Nothing mystical has to happen.

    There need be no visions, revelations, sacred music, or sudden purchase of white linen.

    The breath does not have to produce bliss, wisdom, or a more impressive human being.

    It asks only for attention.

    In that way, conscious breathing has something of I need do nothing in it.

    Not passivity.

    Not collapse.

    Not giving up.

    Simply the end of interference.

    The breath is already moving.

    Life is already happening.

    The body is already here.

    For a few moments, nothing has to be improved, solved, defended, explained, or spiritually upgraded.

    When the body is cold, tight, tired, painful, or restless, there is the breath.

    When the mind begins manufacturing a grievance, rehearsing an argument, predicting disaster, or reopening a case that was never going to court, there is the breath.

    When nothing is wrong, there is the breath then too.

    That may be the most important part.

    Breathwork is not merely an emergency service called when the building is on fire.

    It can become the place one lives from.

    Over time, conscious breath creates a space where striving begins to look unnecessary.

    No philosophy is required.

    No spiritual costume.

    No certificate.

    No audience.

    No carefully arranged photograph beside a candle with a caption about surrender.

    Just the body as it is.

    Just the breath as it moves.

    Just the next slow in-breath and the next long out-breath.

    The mind may continue talking for a while.

    It usually does.

    It has concerns.

    It has evidence.

    It has brought supporting documents.

    But conscious breathing does not argue with the mind.

    It simply stops giving it the whole room.

    Thought becomes background weather.

    The body softens where it can.

    Time becomes less urgent.

    The need to control the moment begins to loosen.

    This is where breathwork and forgiveness begin to resemble one another.

    Neither changes what is real.

    Neither fights the appearance.

    Neither demands that the world behave properly before peace is allowed.

    They remove some of the interference.

    The cold remains.

    The ageing body remains.

    The noise remains.

    The ordinary morning remains.

    Nothing needs to be excluded.

    Sanctuary does not mean hiding from experience.

    It means finding the place within experience where the fight can stop.

    The world can keep shouting.

    The door has been found.

    It opens inward.

    reconnectbreath.com/

    #ARGUMENT #Conscious #breathing #committee #meeting #interference #revelations #Sanctuary #noise #forgiveness #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #AI

  20. BREATHWORK ENDS THE
    ARGUMENT WITHIN

    Not ordinary breathing.

    The body already manages that without requiring a committee meeting.

    Conscious breathing.

    The deliberate act of bringing attention into the body and remaining with the breath long enough for the noise to lose its authority.

    A slow, full in-breath.

    A long, unhurried out-breath.

    Then another.

    Nothing mystical has to happen.

    There need be no visions, revelations, sacred music, or sudden purchase of white linen.

    The breath does not have to produce bliss, wisdom, or a more impressive human being.

    It asks only for attention.

    In that way, conscious breathing has something of I need do nothing in it.

    Not passivity.

    Not collapse.

    Not giving up.

    Simply the end of interference.

    The breath is already moving.

    Life is already happening.

    The body is already here.

    For a few moments, nothing has to be improved, solved, defended, explained, or spiritually upgraded.

    When the body is cold, tight, tired, painful, or restless, there is the breath.

    When the mind begins manufacturing a grievance, rehearsing an argument, predicting disaster, or reopening a case that was never going to court, there is the breath.

    When nothing is wrong, there is the breath then too.

    That may be the most important part.

    Breathwork is not merely an emergency service called when the building is on fire.

    It can become the place one lives from.

    Over time, conscious breath creates a space where striving begins to look unnecessary.

    No philosophy is required.

    No spiritual costume.

    No certificate.

    No audience.

    No carefully arranged photograph beside a candle with a caption about surrender.

    Just the body as it is.

    Just the breath as it moves.

    Just the next slow in-breath and the next long out-breath.

    The mind may continue talking for a while.

    It usually does.

    It has concerns.

    It has evidence.

    It has brought supporting documents.

    But conscious breathing does not argue with the mind.

    It simply stops giving it the whole room.

    Thought becomes background weather.

    The body softens where it can.

    Time becomes less urgent.

    The need to control the moment begins to loosen.

    This is where breathwork and forgiveness begin to resemble one another.

    Neither changes what is real.

    Neither fights the appearance.

    Neither demands that the world behave properly before peace is allowed.

    They remove some of the interference.

    The cold remains.

    The ageing body remains.

    The noise remains.

    The ordinary morning remains.

    Nothing needs to be excluded.

    Sanctuary does not mean hiding from experience.

    It means finding the place within experience where the fight can stop.

    The world can keep shouting.

    The door has been found.

    It opens inward.

    reconnectbreath.com/

    #ARGUMENT #Conscious #breathing #committee #meeting #interference #revelations #Sanctuary #noise #forgiveness #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #AI

  21. BREATHWORK ENDS THE
    ARGUMENT WITHIN

    Not ordinary breathing.

    The body already manages that without requiring a committee meeting.

    Conscious breathing.

    The deliberate act of bringing attention into the body and remaining with the breath long enough for the noise to lose its authority.

    A slow, full in-breath.

    A long, unhurried out-breath.

    Then another.

    Nothing mystical has to happen.

    There need be no visions, revelations, sacred music, or sudden purchase of white linen.

    The breath does not have to produce bliss, wisdom, or a more impressive human being.

    It asks only for attention.

    In that way, conscious breathing has something of I need do nothing in it.

    Not passivity.

    Not collapse.

    Not giving up.

    Simply the end of interference.

    The breath is already moving.

    Life is already happening.

    The body is already here.

    For a few moments, nothing has to be improved, solved, defended, explained, or spiritually upgraded.

    When the body is cold, tight, tired, painful, or restless, there is the breath.

    When the mind begins manufacturing a grievance, rehearsing an argument, predicting disaster, or reopening a case that was never going to court, there is the breath.

    When nothing is wrong, there is the breath then too.

    That may be the most important part.

    Breathwork is not merely an emergency service called when the building is on fire.

    It can become the place one lives from.

    Over time, conscious breath creates a space where striving begins to look unnecessary.

    No philosophy is required.

    No spiritual costume.

    No certificate.

    No audience.

    No carefully arranged photograph beside a candle with a caption about surrender.

    Just the body as it is.

    Just the breath as it moves.

    Just the next slow in-breath and the next long out-breath.

    The mind may continue talking for a while.

    It usually does.

    It has concerns.

    It has evidence.

    It has brought supporting documents.

    But conscious breathing does not argue with the mind.

    It simply stops giving it the whole room.

    Thought becomes background weather.

    The body softens where it can.

    Time becomes less urgent.

    The need to control the moment begins to loosen.

    This is where breathwork and forgiveness begin to resemble one another.

    Neither changes what is real.

    Neither fights the appearance.

    Neither demands that the world behave properly before peace is allowed.

    They remove some of the interference.

    The cold remains.

    The ageing body remains.

    The noise remains.

    The ordinary morning remains.

    Nothing needs to be excluded.

    Sanctuary does not mean hiding from experience.

    It means finding the place within experience where the fight can stop.

    The world can keep shouting.

    The door has been found.

    It opens inward.

    reconnectbreath.com/

    #ARGUMENT #Conscious #breathing #committee #meeting #interference #revelations #Sanctuary #noise #forgiveness #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #AI

  22. BREATHWORK ENDS THE
    ARGUMENT WITHIN

    Not ordinary breathing.

    The body already manages that without requiring a committee meeting.

    Conscious breathing.

    The deliberate act of bringing attention into the body and remaining with the breath long enough for the noise to lose its authority.

    A slow, full in-breath.

    A long, unhurried out-breath.

    Then another.

    Nothing mystical has to happen.

    There need be no visions, revelations, sacred music, or sudden purchase of white linen.

    The breath does not have to produce bliss, wisdom, or a more impressive human being.

    It asks only for attention.

    In that way, conscious breathing has something of I need do nothing in it.

    Not passivity.

    Not collapse.

    Not giving up.

    Simply the end of interference.

    The breath is already moving.

    Life is already happening.

    The body is already here.

    For a few moments, nothing has to be improved, solved, defended, explained, or spiritually upgraded.

    When the body is cold, tight, tired, painful, or restless, there is the breath.

    When the mind begins manufacturing a grievance, rehearsing an argument, predicting disaster, or reopening a case that was never going to court, there is the breath.

    When nothing is wrong, there is the breath then too.

    That may be the most important part.

    Breathwork is not merely an emergency service called when the building is on fire.

    It can become the place one lives from.

    Over time, conscious breath creates a space where striving begins to look unnecessary.

    No philosophy is required.

    No spiritual costume.

    No certificate.

    No audience.

    No carefully arranged photograph beside a candle with a caption about surrender.

    Just the body as it is.

    Just the breath as it moves.

    Just the next slow in-breath and the next long out-breath.

    The mind may continue talking for a while.

    It usually does.

    It has concerns.

    It has evidence.

    It has brought supporting documents.

    But conscious breathing does not argue with the mind.

    It simply stops giving it the whole room.

    Thought becomes background weather.

    The body softens where it can.

    Time becomes less urgent.

    The need to control the moment begins to loosen.

    This is where breathwork and forgiveness begin to resemble one another.

    Neither changes what is real.

    Neither fights the appearance.

    Neither demands that the world behave properly before peace is allowed.

    They remove some of the interference.

    The cold remains.

    The ageing body remains.

    The noise remains.

    The ordinary morning remains.

    Nothing needs to be excluded.

    Sanctuary does not mean hiding from experience.

    It means finding the place within experience where the fight can stop.

    The world can keep shouting.

    The door has been found.

    It opens inward.

    reconnectbreath.com/

    #ARGUMENT #Conscious #breathing #committee #meeting #interference #revelations #Sanctuary #noise #forgiveness #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #AI

  23. ๐Ÿค—โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ’šโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’ฆ ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’›โœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿค—*In the beginning was the Word!*& the Word was with God!*& the Word was God!*He{โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}was with God in the beginning!*Through him everything was made!*& without him not๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Forgiveness

  24. ๐Ÿค—โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ’šโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’ฆ ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’›โœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿค—*In the beginning was the Word!*& the Word was with God!*& the Word was God!*He{โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}was with God in the beginning!*Through him everything was made!*& without him not๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Forgiveness

  25. ๐Ÿค—โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ’šโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’ฆ ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’›โœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿค—*The Word Became Flesh!{โ€œTHE SON OF GODโ€ โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}๐Ÿค—โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’šโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’›โœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿค—

    โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒžโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’’โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“œโœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ*In the beginning was the Word!*& the Word was with๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Forgiveness

  26. ๐Ÿค—โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ’šโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’ฆ ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’›โœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿค—*The Word Became Flesh!{โ€œTHE SON OF GODโ€ โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}๐Ÿค—โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’šโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’›โœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿค—

    โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒžโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’’โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“œโœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ*In the beginning was the Word!*& the Word was with๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Forgiveness

  27. *The Word Became Flesh!{โ€œTHE SON OF GODโ€ โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}๐Ÿ‘‰

    โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒžโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’’โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“œโœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ*In the beginning was the Word!*& the Word was with God!*& the Word was God!*He{โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Forgiveness

  28. *The Word Became Flesh!{โ€œTHE SON OF GODโ€ โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}๐Ÿ‘‰

    โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜๏ธ๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒžโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’’โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“œโœจโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ*In the beginning was the Word!*& the Word was with God!*& the Word was God!*He{โ€œCHRIST JESUSโ€}๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Forgiveness

  29. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS I HOPE!*PRAY!*& WISH YOU ALL A SAFE!*FUN!*WHIMSICAL!*ENLIGHTENED!*& WONDERFUL DAY!*AMEN!โ€ ๐Ÿค—โ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ‘‰

    *The Word Became๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
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  30. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS I HOPE!*PRAY!*& WISH YOU ALL A SAFE!*FUN!*WHIMSICAL!*ENLIGHTENED!*& WONDERFUL DAY!*AMEN!โ€ ๐Ÿค—โ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ‘‰

    *The Word Became๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
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  31. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS I AM FEEDING MY SPIRIT WITH GOOD!*& LOVING THINGS TO START MY DAY!*& SHARING IT WITH YOU ALL TOO SO WE CAN ALL BE BOOSTED UP IN POSITIVE HOPE!*AMEN!๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
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  32. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS I AM FEEDING MY SPIRIT WITH GOOD!*& LOVING THINGS TO START MY DAY!*& SHARING IT WITH YOU ALL TOO SO WE CAN ALL BE BOOSTED UP IN POSITIVE HOPE!*AMEN!๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
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  33. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS GOOD TUESDAY MORNING!๐ŸŒž*& I AM FEEDING MY SPIRIT WITH GOOD!*& LOVING THINGS๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
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  34. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS GOOD TUESDAY MORNING!๐ŸŒž*& I AM FEEDING MY SPIRIT WITH GOOD!*& LOVING THINGS๐Ÿ‘‰

    (John 1:1-5)
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  35. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS AROUND THE WORLD GOOD TUESDAY MORNING!๐ŸŒž*& I AM FEEDING MY SPIRIT WITH GOOD!*&๐Ÿ‘‰

    John 1:1-5
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Tuesday #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #People #Remember #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Caring #Hospitality #Helping #Others #Gentleness #Understanding #Everyone #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  36. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ โ›ต๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆญโ›ฒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซ‚๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ*DEAR BELOVED FRIENDS AROUND THE WORLD GOOD TUESDAY MORNING!๐ŸŒž*& I AM FEEDING MY SPIRIT WITH GOOD!*&๐Ÿ‘‰

    John 1:1-5
    #The #Word #Became #Flesh #Christ #Our #True #and #Only #Light #Jesus #Tuesday #Devotional #Father #GOD #Holy #Spirit #Savior #People #Remember #Pray #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Goodness #Kindness #Caring #Hospitality #Helping #Others #Gentleness #Understanding #Everyone #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  37. An Invincible Summer (Wyndham Beach)

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    "An endearing novel of friendship, forgiveness, and second chances"

    Sale: $4.99 to $2.49

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    "An endearing novel of friendship, forgiveness, and second chances"

    Sale: $4.99 to $2.49

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  41. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  42. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  43. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  44. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  45. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  46. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved

  47. ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ›*DEAR Heavenly Father!*PLEASE keep my eyes focused on the cross of Jesus as I journey through this life!*PLEASE Lead me safely through this life!*& into my promised heavenly home!*In CHRIST Jesusโ€™ name I pray!*Amen!๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

    #World #Jesus #Devotional #Father #GOD #Christ #Holy #Spirit #Savior #Light #Believe #Christian #Heaven #Hope #Peace #Faith #Truth #Goodness #Kindness #Hospitality #Gentleness #Understanding #Unity #Prayer #Love #One #Another #Mercy #Forgiveness #Saved