Monday the 29th

I have been re-reading my inspirational and spiritual books. This seems an appropriate time to review our lives, our inner landscape and our philosophy on all aspects of life on Earth. Then we can revise and renew who we have become. Here are a few passages that resonate with me. Perhaps they will do so with you too.

If Man is Divine, as Christ has described us, then let us proceed to express that Divinity and claim our birthright. We have been too much occupied with material and selfish interests. But this has been a needed stage. ...time for us to blend and unify the deeper elements of the world of reality with the outer life. The disintegration in the world at this time is right and good, provided we understand why it is taking place and by what it should be succeeded. Destruction which is carried on with a view to eventual construction is right and proper, but the plans for the coming building must be somewhere understood, and some idea must exist as to subsequent reconstruction.
These words are from Alice Bailey written in 1937. Yes, we had begun the slide down this slippery slope we are on now way back then. Nothing is stagnant and everything has a polar opposite - death and rebirth; destruction and construction; darkness and light etc. There is always hope but we need to participate.

This afternoon I am going to drive to Fair Haven, VT for a basketball tourney. My granddaughter who attends Burr and Burton Academy is playing. I rarely see her play since the games are usually too far away for me to drive in the dark. They are unbeaten thus far.

Yesterday the temp went up in the 50's so I started the MH and the generator too. Started right up without a hesitation. How I wanted to just drive out of the yard and down the road south. South is the operative word in case you didn't pick up on that. It seems like it has been winter forever and yet it is just beginning.

A time of review and a time of resolutions. Good luck to you as you go through your polar opposites - end of the year and beginning of the new. Death of the old, integration of what we have learned this past year, that which serves us and rebirth of all that will support us in the coming days of ascension.

Blessed Be

enjoy the shots of Bashey opening his stocking Christmas morning and grandaughter Grace, her giraffe and me.