The Bleeding Heart Finally Caught My Attention

Ephesians 6:12 New International Version (NIV)

12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

I often wish  I could go back to the day when I sold myself the lie that caused me to hate the sound of my voice, despise my tested integrity and reject the opportunities to love whenever I  passed my reflections. I really do. I try so hard to get around my hindrances but, there is always this one question that seems to linger when no one else is around. How can I began to fix what could never be broken in the first place? If you are willing to unlock the secrets to your own heart know that the unlocking comes with a price. The price I had to pay began with the need to tend to my bleeding heart. Happiness is often something we are told we cannot search for. I’ve discovered a different path to that answer. Happiness is something we can search for but, it can only be found from within. In my truth, the heart bursts with forces that can serve or harm our individual universe. My heart was bleeding and the rhythm of its bleeding has caught my full attention.

In my world external judgment was designed by way of the art of show and tell. People are defined by their appearance, we then connect the way they appear to a particular nostalgia and then we place each appearance into a category just so we can accept or reject a person, place, and/or thing. If I am wearing clothing that appears to be dirty then much of the time I will be viewed as homeless or financially inept. I hadn’t realized that I had stepped into the pit of sharp glass of  this reality until I recalled the first “ism” in my life; the first time I began to build the bridge away from self-love and acceptance. Show and Tell taught me that I should, in this order: hate my color, hate my mind, hate my race, hate my image, and hate the audio vibrations that I’ve created in this world. The most heart breaking out of these, I  learned to hate my differences. This incorrect information caused my heart to bleed for ages in a valley where other people got lost with me.  Set free and able to move forward, I now see my world clearer. The ideas in which I’ve collected in my past were just floating words that got caught up in my imagination and as I patch up an already complete heart I am beginning to see the soul of my perfection.

My future looks brighter because it is I who designs the information for my acceptance. The heart is a substance we should never learn to  ignore. The issue with my heart has been resolved and now I am able and willing to see the completion of my hopes and dreams in this life. My heart no longer bleeds for I have allowed healing to take its place. Prepare yourself for the adventure of happiness as you dive deeper into the caves within the ego. If you resonate with me, like and comment below. Follow me on my happiness journey and share with the attached links.

A river flows by the forces behind it, the things we cannot see. Like a river, there are similar forces at work behind the human heart and what a careless tragedy it is when we don’t take the time to tend to our forces?

Miya

Auto-Pilot

John 8:32 New International Version (NIV)

32 Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”

New International Version (NIV)

This morning while sitting at the kitchen table of a friend’s house I observed my reality with brand my brand new eyes. I pulled out my journal and I began to write about the dream I had last night. It was about this guy whom I’ve had a very low-key crush on for over a year. We hardly talk now but, I still remember his kindness, which is what made him attractive to me. The connection I made with him made me say to the universe Happy, Thank You, More Please. But, he isn’t the basis of my topic. Most of my dreams are intense and when I woke up this morning this dream had been no different. I felt that there was this inner revelation that was screaming at me to release the control of the fear that manipulated my thoughts, words, and actions. I knew that I had to release the former conditions that kept my life on a self-sabotaging auto-pilot trend that relinquished my ability to control my internal factors.

When I hear the word auto-pilot I think of the system that pilots use so they don’t have to manually control the trajectory of the airplane as much. Our bodies are like planes and the words we say are composed of  pilots, co-pilots, stewardesses and passengers. When you don’t acknowledge every word that comes out of your mouth it’s like placing the trinity of your completeness on an auto-pilot that will only guide you towards multiple disastrous destinations. Disasters that cause you to reject the spirits of power, love and peace of mind. Dangers arise when you don’t accept that the power that was given to you at birth. The power that we were all given was that we were born free. And the caveat of our freedom is that we must accept our freedom if we want to walk fully in our purpose.

Now that I am more awake in my surroundings there are aspects of my old life which are drifting away into a reality only made in nightmares and this makes me very happy because the negativity gospel no longer exists for me. Now that I’ve finally accepted that I was made to be a powerful force, I asked myself these questions: How many people live like they are not alive? How many people live in a dream-like state that God did not intend for them, a life where they embedded in their thoughts that all of the external horrors were more relevant than a promising future? How many people live half empty with no one to trust because the one they should trust stares directly into their eyes intensely when they look into the mirror. I am grateful that I have made it past the dark surfaces that once held me back. My former auto-pilot state was something that I had to deeply monitor because I am aware that we are all entangled in a spiritual war. I’ve shifted into riot mode and the Word of God is my riot gear and when I am on auto-pilot faith is what continues to drive me into the right direction.

Leaving my friend’s house I got in my car, turned the ignition, turned off my radio and I decided that I would have a little talk with God about my purpose. I thought of my dream again and its conclusion and decided to recite every persons name and all of my dreams and at the end of each declaration conclude with Happy, Thank You, and More Please.  I’ve tested and proved that gratitude is the melody of faith. Happy, Thank you, More Please to the Universe. Happy, Thank You, More Please for the completion of my positive aspects in 2018. Happy, Thank You, More Please for building my blog community. Happy, Thank you, More Please for reading my New Years Resolution which is; My destiny is fulfilled now. My auto-pilot reminds me how infinite I am and that when I choose to acknowledge life-giving words I am illustrating the faith I have in what I’ve already achieved. This year I’ve designated my auto-pilot to practice forward thinking and with no doubt my uniqueness constantly attracts my hopes and dreams.

Thank you for reading today.  I hope everyone had a safe and Happy New Year. I encourage you to complete your resolutions using forward thinking.  Last night while watching the fireworks after the count-down into 2018  I thought of all that I’ve overcome. The pomp and circumstance of a milestone grants a gift to humanity that promises we don’t have to go back and relive the moments filled with pain and likewise we can’t go back and relive the happy moments either. What we all can do is create future moments now. Every setback should remind you that ultimately you are in control and you can correct all setbacks by acknowledging them and respectfully moving on, so that you don’t give the setbacks any power. Learn to affirm the power you have over the province of your auto-pilot.  Reconcile your differences with the enemy within by acknowledging that its purpose was intended to build strength and keep you in alignment with your assignment.

Happy New Year!

Miya

Sailing to the Beat of My Joy

Birds, I’ve always adored the sound of their morning song. Their high-pitched chirps have an air about them that makes me think of morning dew dissipating from the warmth of the sun as it greets the world over the northern skies. Organisms rising because the star that is teeming with life grants them with the gift of a new day. This is a covenant ordained by God which promises that His works in us are not complete. A new day should be cultivated mentally when the light of day hits our eyes but, from where I stand this concept was not always comprehensible for me. A new day for me used to mean that the narrative of my yesterday had full authority over my present. What this did was repeat the cycle of abuse over and over like a broken record, hindering the future I hoped for. I have traveled through dark and dry places of my own devices. I once lived in a fantasy world where I was the victim of a well thought out conspiracy which existed before my time.  This conspiracy was the narrative of the boat I was sailing on which always promised impending doom was always lurking.

The devil wants us to believe that God doesn’t love us and that we are not worthy of God’s unconditional forgiveness. Now that those lies are all said and done I rejoice because God has given me beauty for ashes. In my journey I’ve learned compassion, forgiveness, unwavering love, and the gift of finding joy through any storm. I’ve also learned about accountability, confidence and one of the best for me; my power. God grants us the gift of creating our narrative through faith. I’ve been able to see for myself the multitude of reflections from within that argued against this concept: Life and Death lie in the power of the tongue. We take for granted the words we say out of our mouths. For several weeks I have been meditating on what I am accountable for. It isn’t so complicated but, when you have practiced carelessness in your dialogs it tends to wash over the functionality of your brain. My brain imbedded the message of discontentment. As a result, my speech designated my walk and this realization is where the blessings began for me.

I‘ve reached a pivotal moment on the tightrope of my former self. I was so afraid to let go and that fear formerly held back the person writing this Blog today.

Ephesians 4:22-24 New International Version (NIV)

22 You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; 23 to be made new in the attitude of your minds; 24 and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness.

There is beauty in every journey. I affirm that the best parts of my journey are linked to a promise. I see what God has promised and I no longer attempt to raise the dead. There is no afterthought or hindrance for I only acknowledge that Gods words are true and just. The full armor of God shields us from what we declare we are not worthy of through the devises of the devil. Understand that we are always under spiritual attack and let this knowledge grants you with the ability to see the premise of a responsibility bestowed upon you that you are to move mountains by the power of your faith. Love yourself unconditionally in the process of taking control of your narrative. Remember that we all must breakthrough conditional confirmations that have been collected by memories of our past. Who you are is the evidence of where we’ve been but, it doesn’t have to be where you are going. Remember that the people you connect with validates your current identity. If you don’t like what you see change the script inside of you and set the sails towards your purpose.

Thank you for reading my blog entry today. The other night I had a dream regarding a promise. A woman came to me on my birthday singing a tune I did not recognize. In the dream my house was filled with my family and friends. When the girl walked through my front door singing a happy birthday refrain of her own that was made only for me I became frightened. The fear I felt matched the vibrations of what I’ve felt consciously when the Spirit of God is present in my thoughts, words and actions. I thought I was going to die. She was dressed in a pure white dress and her eyes were bold resembling a deep glistening blue ocean. I was beginning to fear that my life was drawing towards a close but, the girl walked up to me and presented three gifts before me and that’s when she began to speak in terms I could comprehend.  She said to me that the battle has been won and the time has come for me to receive the positive fruits of what I have endured. My blessings are uniquely tailored for me. There is so much I had to experience in order to connect with what was true. I am grateful for the dust but, that dust serves only one purpose and that is to illustrate for me that I am a survivor and I am a new person who believes in the power of the Holy Spirit.

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The future is determined by the words we broadcast; the words that become our narrative

Miya