Embrace Life as a Spiritual Journey
Better to dance in the rain than wait for perfect weather. Better to laugh at your mistakes than cry over a script that went differently than planned.
Count your blessings if you want more blessings
If you’re feeling scarcity, want, or pressure, you’re sending out the vibration of not having enough. And that is exactly the energy you receive back: more lack, longing, and dissatisfaction.
Stop Trying. You Made It
If you are a soul experiencing a spell on earth who has chosen to incarnate on Earth during this time of transformation, you have already taken on an incredible mission. Simply being here is no small thing.
The Spiritual Route to Freedom
Do not blindly accept what you are told by governments, media, religion, or even spiritual teachers.
Why some are better tuned to the spiritual world than others
Awakened souls influence others not by preaching or convincing, but by showing another way of being: listening without judgment, holding space, staying grounded, and radiating quiet light.
Signs that you are not alone
For instance, I recall praying for a positive hospital sign-off. While I was waiting for my doctor’s arrival, my hospital bedsheet was gently plucked. I got a positive result. This happened on several occasions.
Signs You May Have Lived a Past Life
Medical and academic researchers, including the team at the University of Virginia School of Medicine’s Division of Perceptual Studies, investigated thousands of possible cases of reincarnation.
You Will Never Love a Stranger
Why will you never fall in love with a stranger? It is because a life-spanning togetherness acts as a bridge between periods of mortality and existence on another plane.
My Angel of Destiny Offered a Challenging Choice
The Angel of my Destiny allowed me a choice that would affect my spiritual growth. During the offered span of mortality, I could choose between two pathways.
The unexplainable explains in a way we can understand
I was just standing there, my goosebumps racing, and it seemed like time stopped. In her little act, I saw that girl from my childhood. What fed me when no one else noticed.
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