Walk With Me Daily (Spirit Speaks)
by Jodi Ana
Walk with Me daily and know it’s okay,
Submit your desires and get out of the way.
No need to worry, no need to know how.
Just focus on Me and stay in the Now.
I am here for you always, you only must ask,
Walk with Me daily & surrender the task.
You have nothing to do, just surrender and Be,
And to daily affirm you can leave it to Me.
We all have a story and that includes you,
remember that now as you do what you do.
Your mother, your father; your sisters and son?
are all Forms of The Me; we are all truly One.
It’s easy for you to remember the others,
but it’s not just about your Sisters and Brothers.
Your biggest challenge is caring for you,
when you take care of that, you take care of Me too.
Your body is My temple; a vehicle of Mine.
The way that you treat it? Is how you treat the Divine.
When you take care of the Me, you take care of them;
Your Brothers and Sisters and all your Soul Kin.
Respect this temple, with great love and care.
It’s my sacred vehicle from Here to there.
Realize now, every BODY you see?
Is a temple like you; a vehicle for Me.
Yes, walk with Me daily, surrender and Be,
Lock in your goals, and then allow Me.
In all that you see and all that you do,
be lead by the Me and let go of the you.
Have you ever found it difficult to say no? Me too! But I am transitioning out of that vibration and so can you! Be forewarned! If you continue to read, the Universe is likely going to support your shift out of that vibration also, and bring you repeated opportunities to stand in your Truth and say no.
Rest assured, as you continue to do this, it will become easier and more comfortable each time. I'm actually getting quite good at it now! And the guilt associated with saying no? It's gone! Here are some things I learned in the process of shifting out of guilt and into happiness:
that human vibrational energy, thoughts, words, ideas and music all affect the molecular structure of water. And did you know? That the mature human body is comprised of over 70-80% water?
It begs the question: If thoughts, words and ideas can do that to water... what kind of impact do they have on our food or our body?
Here I discuss the energetic importance of blessing our food (and all things that go into our body) and demonstrates a powerful blessing technique. (more…)
Have you ever wondered why grandma's cooking always tastes so good? I've always felt that it's because it has that one secret ingredient: Love.
In fact, the work of Dr. Masaru Emoto
Here are a couple
I found describing the spiritual meaning of the Blue Jay nicely. They were websites returned by searching for "Bluejay Spiritual Meaning".
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Blessings and Love to you!
I was inspired to make this video today after I found this feather on my morning walk. This video describes ways that Divine (Spirit, the Universe, your Higher Self, the Angels, Christ, Krishna, or whomever your divine may be) communicates with us and some ways to decipher the meaning of these message(s):
child-like voice. In a teasing kind of tone he said, “I’m boogie! You can hear me, but you can not see me!”, followed by a giggle. The feel of Boogie was so playful, I couldn’t help but literally laugh out loud! My boyfriend was next to me and asked me what I was laughing at. I shook my head and didn’t reply.
I wasn’t scared, because I had experienced something like this before, the day after my grandma died. That day, I was in a similar state on the couch when I audibly heard her calling my name, “Jodi.. Jodi..”, as if she was trying to awaken me. I opened my eyes, sooo excited at the prospect that her death was just a bad dream and she was really alive!! I quickly sat up with excitement… only to realize.. the house was visually empty. I felt her, though. I knew she was there in spirit. That was the last time I audibly heard my grandmother's voice.
Not sure what to do next, I simply asked Boogie to reveal himself to me and show me what he looks like. Soon, in my mind’s eye, I got an image of a small angel. This surprised me because usually the angels I see and work with are at least human sized or very large. Then Boogie showed me the number eight. I’m still not sure what the number eight means; I think he was trying to tell me he is 8 years old. After that, I was interrupted and came out of the state I was in.
At first, I wasn't sure why Boogie was here, but I got the feeling that Boogie has been with me for a very, very long time and has already been working with me for most of my life. Then I remembered that a few days prior to this I had set the intention to be shown ONE of my angels, whom I work with that I can communicate with intimately. Boogie revealed himself to me and I have felt his Presence every since!
Still wanting confirmation from the Universe, I asked my divine to return the word ‘boogie’ to me within the next three days if Boogie is of 100% pure divine light and if Boogie is the one I’ve been asking about. I left it at that and hadn’t given it another thought!
Boogie. It’s not a common word in today’s vocabulary. Should I have been surprised when, less than 48 hours later, I came across this post on Facebook, made by a woman with the exact same name as mine (Jodi)? Boom! Coincidence? I think not!
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Lots of Love and many blessings to you!
The other day I was in a very meditative, almost trance-like state. Suddenly, I audibly heard a voice (as if he were in the same room, right in front of me). It was a playful,
Much love and many blessings to you!
I'm getting butterflies in my belly as I order supplies and sort my stuff to pack before heading back to the United States of America soon!!! I haven't seen my family in a year. This is the longest I've been away from my baby girl and I’m feeling a wave of emotions flow through me. Living in a third-world country for the past year has really changed my entire perspective on everything.
There have been a lot of moments that have impressed upon me; moments of amazement at how folks here in India live on a daily basis. I’ve seen houses literally made of mud with grass roofs. I’ve seen people here washing clothes by hand and beating them on cement. I’ve seen women here carrying loads on the top of their heads that most women in my country couldn’t carry with two hands. Driving past fields in the early morning and watching the farmers honor their animal, giving it an early morning bath by hand. But, aside from the many spiritual blessings I have received int his country, the moment that has left the biggest impression on me is when I was in Tirruvanamalia with my friend, Caz.
We had stopped at a shop to get some fruit and water for morning. An elderly, emaciated woman approached us. Most of her teeth were missing and her clothes were dull and tattered. She motioned to ask for money. My friend, not having any cash (or food) on her, handed this woman all she had to offer in that moment; a half-used bottle of warm water. I was so shocked at what I saw next. If some stranger came up to me in my home town asking for money and I handed him a half-used up bottle of warm water that I’d been carrying around and drinking from all day (and probably back-washed my lunch into), that stranger would look at me like I was from Pluto. But this woman? I’ve never seen anything like it. Her face lit up like she was three years old on Christmas morning! She graciously accepted the bottle and was visibly elated!
You see, to this woman, it wasn’t just a bottle of water. That old, thin plastic bottle? It was a prize in and of itself. It was tool. She could use it to transport water or soap. She could use it to bathe with. She could use it to store things. It was a prized possession, not a common house hold item. Seeing someone so full of gratitude for a used up, warm bottle of water? This one moment, it was just a few seconds; a flicker of a moment in time.. but it changed my life forever. It made me realize all of the little things in every single day that I have to be grateful for in this life. It made me think, what if I were so poor, that a used up, warm bottle of water was like gold to me?
Today, I get down on my knees and humbly bow down to my divine, filled with so much gratitude that tears trace tracks on my cheeks, and give thanks for this experience, and for the realization of all the things big and small, that I have to be grateful for every single hour of every single day that I am alive on this Earth. Thank you, God.
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