We Have More Than Enough

What would happen if everyone spent more time thinking about the comfort and peace of others and less about their own? What if our first thought was for the starving masses rather than which restaurant at which we're going to eat? What if we thought of the homeless when we complain about our messy house? What if we remembered the unemployed when we gripe about our mundane 9 to 5? What if, instead of getting the new outfit (just 'cause it's so cute) we clothed another who has far less? Things are just things, but our souls are interconnected with every other being. There is no separation. We have bought into the idea that me and mine are why I am here and that the more I have or can buy/get/obtain the happier I'll be. It is a great lie. When even "the least of these" is deprived we are ALL bankrupt. The Great American Dream has become just a guise for the greed and corruption of corporations and governments. If they keep us afraid and selfish then we will continue to buy their GIVE-ME-MORE doctrine. More stuff. More medications. More food (GMO's filled with artificial this and preservative that), more cars and tv's and toys and things. An endless parade of objects that ultimately drain our resources and numb our senses. We are living a lie. We were designed by the Great Creator to BE more, not WANT more. We were designed to minister to one another. To be servants TO one another and to our Lord. If we can break the cycle, the  hypnotic trance we've allowed ourselves to slip into, we can take ownership of our world and create a beautiful life for EVERYONE. It is time to go from ME to WE. And it all begins with conscious thought. Comfort and peace is everyone's Divine birthright. And until we each take responsibility for that, then the light will continue to diminish more and more each day. Look into the eyes of the hungry child, the homeless woman, the jobless man. They are you. You are them. "There but for the grace of God go I." 

God Bless, Namaste, and as always, SHARE THE LOVE. ~P.Frye

It is TIME

2014 could be the year. It SHOULD be the year. By all accounts, it absolutely, without a doubt, unquestionably MUST be the year. The year I learn...no, LET me love myself. Yes, I'm successful in my career. Yes, I'm happily married. Yes, I am "beautiful". ( Wide, brown eyes with long lashes, naturally straight teeth, facial features symmetrical, nothing abnormally large or small or misshapen.)  But because I've spent most of my life being a "fat chic", I find myself saying the most ugly, hateful, downright mean things to myself. Things I would never say to another soul. And I judge my entire worth on how tightly or loosely my clothing fits. On how many chins I can count in a bad photograph. On the wiggle & jiggle of my lower biceps. Or how much extra boob squeezes out the side of my once-nicely-fitting bra. Would I judge an entire friendship or acquaintance based on such silly parameters? Never! And yet, my own worth is measured by the unattainable standards set by a society that has devalued women for centuries! Ridiculous! 

So this is the year. 2014 will be the year I stop hating my body. The year I begin to thank my body for being two legs that can run, jump, dance and play. Two arms that are strong, capable, caring and courageous. Feet with rhythm, muscles that work hard. Hands that play the piano, draw, write, create and build. A heart that has been weakened by the abuse of cigarettes and lack of exercise, but with the compassion and caring of Divine Love. The whole package...still young enough to make changes for health, all in the name of LOVING MYSELF. It will not be about a number on a scale. It will not be about the size on the label of my jeans. It will not be about fitting into someone else's idea of what I "should" look like. It will be about SHARING THE LOVE WITH MYSELF.  It will be all about me. By me. For me. Me and only me. 

I'm going to start saying "Thank you." when someone compliments me. I'm going to start speaking LOVE to myself and silence the dismissing, self-depricating terms I've thus far told myself. Even the skinny chics who I've rolled my eyes at when they've complained about a feature they didn't like about themselves. I'm sorry I did that. We are, each one of us, perfect & wonderful JUST THE WAY WE ARE. Sure, we can improve & love ourselves more fully. But acceptance of what we are NOW is the beginning of the journey. Accept it...it is TRUTH. And it's time that the truth set us free.

It's just frickin' time.

Amen?

GodBless, Namaste & as always... SHARE THE LOVE! ~P.Frye