What I Believe
If you were to ask me what I believe in, I’d tell you that I believe in a higher being…God if you will. I believe in the infinite power of love and that we as human beings are all connected. I believe that each of us, when we touch another life, in passing or in a deeper way, have an impact on that life. I believe that God loves each one of us. Each soul is precious to Him, and that in His infinite wisdom, He appears to each one of us in the way that allows us to open our hearts to Him.. I believe that to wage a war over who’s God is the “true” God diminishes us all.
As long as we live out lives with honesty and love; if we do not seek to harm, but to nurture and protect, then it is good. If we can give the best part of ourselves to others, we are ourselves enriched, and every life that our life touches will be blessed. I want my life to be a progression of loving acts so that at the end, when it is time for me to leave this physical body, my spirit will be peaceful, joyful, and enlightened.
I have lived the first half of my life selfishly. As I grow older I realize that to share myself, to give of myself, to listen, to comfort, to reach out and to hear with my heart, gives me the greatest joy. When I stop and be still, that is when I can hear that sweet inner voice. When I yield to the Spirit that has always been there, but who I rarely listened to, that is when everything falls into place.
Lately it seems that the rhythm of my life has changed. I feel it becoming more harmonious. I want to play this new song and watch it evolve into a beautiful symphony. It’s as though my heart has always been searching for this moment when I could open myself and trust the universe to take care of me. Now I feel as though I want to give back all the love and goodness that has been poured upon me. Even the years I lived with abuse were necessary for me to become the woman I am today. I have no regrets over what I experienced and have now begun to forgive myself for the mistakes I’ve made and the hurts I’ve caused others.
I know I cannot change the past, but I can learn from it and grow. I can extend my hand to those who do battle with their own demons. I can open my heart to them…letting them know they are not alone. If they want me to, I will hold their hand and we’ll walk through the darkness until they can see the light again. To walk in darkness with a friend makes the journey much less frightening. So take my hand when your days are dark my friend and you’ll never walk alone.
