It is my focus producing the clarity
for my dreams of the future
to pla
ce my attention
on making the visions wide and full
everything present
creating my faith so strong
that these dreams take on the breath of Life
and stand before me to be acknowledged
. . .
quote from ‘Everything To Do With My Thinking’

Being a dreamer the images flow through me
for the lighting up of the world
these images spark my desire and fill up with Love
in my discernment
I choose the ones to lean my will into
. . .
quote from: ‘Everything To Do With My Thinking’

To be at peace is my greatest desire
I realize that the arrival of this experience of peace
follows my having given my best into the day
for having done what I said I would do
for having my word become Law in my Universe
. . .
quote from: ‘Everything To Do With My Thinking’

i wake up to the fact that the way my life is today is the result of all that i have intended and expected it to be – that i am responsible for each detail that shows up – it is so easy to place accountability on outside circumstances for the things that appear – especially those that i do not like … thoughts come into the reservoir of my mind and it is up to me the attention i give to each – it is up to me to recognize the ones that feed my passion and give those my full consideration – it is up to me through my thinking to build within me the blueprints of what i wish to materialize within my outer world and then take the actions necessary to make it happen … i am grateful for this reminder
. . .
the best

The captaincy of my fates and fortunes lies within me
that causative force
coursing along deliberately lit ways
where keys to Kingdoms lie in wait of recognition
. . .
quote from: ‘Everything To Do With My Thinking’

i have dreams – we all have dreams – they float in and out of my consciousness triggered by sights or sounds or smells or by a collection of thoughts involving pasts or futures – some of these dreams have taken my will and produced the life that surrounds me in the right now and others have tucked themselves in the darker recesses of my being waiting for the right circumstances to come forth into the realm of priority – in the resurfacing i see all of the dimensions that have been added in this lying in wait and how my life is now ready for them to filter into my present unfolding … i awaken into the morning with a renewed enthusiasm for these re-emerging dreams and the attention needed to bring each in timely relevance into reality – i thank you for the inspiration that moves me forward
. . .
the best

confident in the unfolding of my dreams
knowing that the time is ripe
to lay each of these dreams
upon the table of priority
. . .
quote from: ‘Everything To Do With My Thinking’

i love the adrenalin rush of gathering momentum
the inexhaustible thoughts
creating order
each to its place
the foundation strong
the structure of the walls up to the task
to carry the most intricate of weavings
in this tapestried life
and we can most surely depend upon turning points in life
when in this present moment
the winds change
i turn my sights
and a whole new world unfolds before me
once again
destiny in its speaking
makes clear to me that life is good
. . .

The v
ignettes are many
within this larger production called ‘My Life’
I direct them all
‘the watchman at the gate’
vigilantly protecting the unfolding of Life’s dreams
. . .
quote from: ‘Everything To Do With My Thinking’
dedicate my life to higher purpose
and through my meditative works
inklings of future looking here slip through my sights

my life at this very moment rushes so about
these fleetings are most always missed
and coming amidst no understanding
are lost as quickly
bringing consciousness is not an easy task
but one that this time demands
or i will be forever lost
and only i can find myself
for only i know where i stand
and this journey starts and ends with me
i am in charge of the amount of light
shining on this tapestry
the task seems so huge
and yet with such understanding the peripheral falls away
leaving me standing in the full light of the sun
. . .
