August 15, 2018 WARRIOR and GOD'S LITTLE ONE

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Through lineage – warrior!
Through mind – sharp laser focus.
Through heart – God’s little one.

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Bow slung on my shoulder and quiver full of arrows along side the bow. Ever are we ready, to turn and focus intention and attention in the direction of the true heart.
In my art room, sitting on the floor and leaning against other pieces – a small painting that thus far (after 15 plus years) has never felt quite complete. A few times it has been hung on the wall as I ruminate on the piece. It is of an archer – pulling back on an arrow set in place on the bow. I do not show the archer’s face – yet I know – he is looking out with long vision far off and honing-in on the direction to let the arrow fly. He is not in a hurry. He is slow. He is methodical in his looking whereby he seeks to truly see and know the absolute focal point needed to hit target. There is no string on his bow. None is needed as it is his will-power and focus which will ultimately guide the arrow to its true home.
Someday this piece will be complete. Whether the canvas piece is completed is another question entirely. Ha!

We got this! We were born for this time. As warriors traveling through time, space and incarnation, we look out through eyes given to kindness and ‘thank you’. All is unfolding just as it should. We wait and prepare for the moment shown to us to step forward – raise our bows and with drawn arrow – shoot.

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“Read a little.
Meditate more.
Think of God all the time.”

— Paramahansa Yogananda

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June 24, 2018 EAGLE FOCUS

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In directions small
And directions momentous;
Eagle focus guide.
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As a child in elementary school, I used to bite my nails to the quick. My mother over and over would tell me I needed to stop – that my hands did not look good. In a casual way I agreed with her, however i continued to bite my nails . At one point she purchased a hot pepper liquid that she ‘painted’ on my nails to make me stop biting down my nails. For many months starting in 5th grade and continuing into 6th grade, she would paint my nails and ask me to also paint my nails with the hot pepper mixture. I would forget it was there and put my fingers in mouth – burning my mouth. Then, I would go to the sink and wash off the liquid. My mothers best efforts to help me stop biting my nails did not seem to work.
Then, something happened that changed everything. I remember one day in 6th grade at Center Street Elementary School in El Segundo looking at the hands of another child who bit his nails in much the same manner that I did, I saw that the hands looked terrible! Then, I looked down at my hands and I saw that my hands looked just the same. I saw that my hands and nails looked terrible – I had not really seen my hands in this way before.
I had changed my angle of perception from personal to objective and as if for the first time I saw my hands as others saw my hands. Then, combining will power to objective emotion free perception: I stopped biting my nails.
In the scheme of things, the act of stopping nail biting was a small thing. However as a lesson in objective perception coupled with will power and determination it was huge. 

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May every act of my will 

be impregnated with 

Thy divine vitality.

Ornament with Thy grace 

my every concept, 

every ex-pression, 

every ambition. 

O Divine Sculptor,

chisel Thou my life 

to Thy design!

—Sri Sri Paramahansa Yogananda, 

“Whispers from Eternity” 

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The source of the eagle image has superimposed 'deposit photos' - 

I tried looking up. the site was not in English so I could not understand.

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