Containing Myself

Dear Precious World,

I'm containing myself; like a plant first planted desiring to burst into light. I'm the catapillar yearning to fly; and I"m in my spot of growth. I'm where I am, cacooned in a layer of training at work, at home, spiritually, relationally, and so much more.

I've started my steps towards the healing center that you have called me towards. I've sent my first email out, created the beginnings of the visioning and the team to work with as we (together; not me alone) and am excited. I wonder who else would want to help with this plan?

Interfaith; bringing all cultures and beliefs together under one roof of LOVE. Is that not what God is? So excited!

I love you,

Bethie

My Heart Grows Fonder

Dear Precious World,

My heart grows fonder of you. The wind is stirring my insides and they are ready to burst into a new creation. Are you ready for me?I'm not sure I"m quite ready for me.  Who are you? What are you thinking? Why do I know you as if I am part of you unless I AM part of you? Are we not all one? All created in divine inspiration? Do we not all desire love?

Tell me, Dear Precious World, what is my next move? What must I do to tend to the garden as spring rises through my veins into the depth of my soul?

I love you,
Bethie

I LOVE

Dear Precious World,

I am concerned for you. I am concerned because I love you; I want the best for you!  I see this big picture, and I'm thinking not many people are seeing it the way I see it; it expands so far and above anything I've ever seen before.  Love is in the house. Love it. Just love it.

"Just love it." 

Love,

Bethie