How can we start caring for the earth and world better?

We're leaving the world in MUCH WORSE shape for our kids and grandkids than it was when we came into it. We must REPENT of the harm we've done. We must do no more harm and work diligently to restore the damage.

Nature is becoming deranged. The leaves on the tree over my hammock told me so yesterday. They should be straight and orderly, but they are mangled and deformed.

Right now I must observe it - be a witness - and when the time comes to speak (as I am now), I must speak. God will give me the words. Fear not. Worry not. Just BE.

...and choose again (and again and again). Repent of my self-loathing and fear and guilt and shame which holds me back. Be here now, in this present moment which is filled with Love and Joy ripe for the plucking. Be here now, Carissa. Be at peace, Carissa. YOU ARE LOVED. Thank you. Don't fear the energy, the power that is being restored to you, it is not for you, you are not responsible for it. You prayed and you are being prepared to be a vessel meet for the use of the Father. Be strong and courageous. Fear not. Allow whatever is. Ever. What EVER. Fear not, Carissa. We are with you. I am with you. We are one. At One Ment. Be.

Thank you Abba!

A thought and a dream

Today I think:

Religious dogma drives ego, arrogance, and pride.

Spiritual vulnerability leads to surrender to that which is beyond understanding.

Last night I dreamed:

Someone was in front of me and threw a small scroll into my mouth which I swallowed (with no effort on my part). Inspired by Ezekiel? Probably. The content of what I will write given to me by God? Possibly. 

To write or not to write, that is the question....?

Wellllll, I feel like I've experienced some nudges from my psyche (possibly Mind/Source/God) suggesting that I write. This has been going on for a few months now.

Last night I had a dream where I had to choose my "art" to share something and I was torn between visual art and writing but felt that I was being told to write. <--The dream is fuzzy now and I ALMOST lost it but Facebook sent me a nudge in someone else's post about a dream - I didn't read the post but saw the word "dream" and knew it was something knocking on my head to REMEMBER. During my CE (coffee enema) I was listening to a bit of "The Way of Mastery/Way of Transformation" and I heard something that reminded me about it and I made a note to remember...

So here I am, writing!! YAY!!

(Just kidding, just kidding!) Really all I'm doing is preparing my heart so that ONE DAY, if I'm given a topic and inspiration, perhaps I'll be more prepared in mind and spirit.

Okay, lots to do today... off to work-land! MUAH!