Sunday, March 17, 2013

CATCH A FALLING STAR AND PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET SAVE IT FOR A RAINY DAY ! (ITS CALLED SQUIRRELING IT AWAY)

LAW OF ATTRACTION MASTERMIND BY RODA LANGRANA
SECRET OF LAW OF ATTRACTION MASTERMIND BY RODA LANGRANA

CATCH A FALLING STAR AND PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET
SAVE IT FOR A RAINY DAY !  (ITS CALLED SQUIRRELING IT AWAY)

As God is metaphysical .... he must throw Himself into some form in order to communicate. MasterMind is your star .. hurtling down at great speed ... catch it before it hits the ground.
My angels are God communicating with Himself .... the me ... one of his many forms. I surprise myself daily by choosing at random one animal that begins by communicating with me first thing as I open my eyes in the morning ...... one of my current angels. Today it was Mr. Squirrel. Do observe that they are the attributes of God that we must admire ... always something good in everything I see !
I share with you the power to see ... to see with your Mind's eye ... another world waiting to be found. The beauty of life is to see it from a child's perspective or point of view. Its called the magic of God  that allows you to believe in stuff you may never see except through your Mind's eyes ... hold on to it tight ... never let it fade away .... catch your falling star and put it in your pocket .. save it for a rainy day .... OR AS I SAY .... SQUIRREL IT AWAY.

This may also be explained as manifesting ............... I leave the rest to your imagination.

This ode is to my Squirrely ... for I did love his little muchhi        (mousetache)
His little muchhi face.
Working hard as always ... my sweet little squirrely
Foraging ... Foraging ... saving it all for a winter's day.
See you scurrying about .. never still .. never in one place
Why do you store your hoard .. its never winter here !

A habit you say .... imperiously I say .. forget it !
I say leave it all behind.  
In this neck of woods -there is no lack. 
No winter is ever found here.
Opened my eyes wide ... searched and found -
The world of my plenty within ....
From which I just get ... all that I want and more.

The trick .... shhhhh ... do be still ...
Close your eyes and do sit ...
in a quiet cheery place ... begin daydreaming,
Add a big pinch of imagination ....
To your life .... it works I say
Now I am there ... maybe here .. maybe there
I learnt to sit still when I learnt to fly.

Now in the moment of my want  ... visiting heaven is too easy ..
Holding God's hand to bring him to me.
He's really such a dear ... never a curmudgeon
As the world makes him out to be ....
Laying strictness at his door ... 
forcing him to be ... judgemental ...
You've got it all quite wrong ...
Do sandpaper your thinking ...
Allow his hidden beauty to shine through for you.

Its a fresh new day .. some work must be done
Its time to weave ... just close your eyes again .....
See what you "really" want ... do that everyday ..
Its easy when it becomes a habit. 
The best time is now .. as the cock crows the morn ..
Ideas in the mind are fresh ... and bubbling over.

How is that you ask ? Your soul flies at night
To its creator it does bind ... 
Stealing for you .... a few of his ideas.
Your tapestry becomes your world ... 
Make your world a tapestry ... add a little to it every day ...
See what you've got ... do you get what I say  ...
Its the power of hoarding for a rainy day !

Its Sunday here today ... or was it yesterday ...
Aaah ....  its Sunday  tomorrow too.
Here .. its Sunday everyday .. my world as a promise ...
A promise of my yesterday ...
spent in deep contemplation ...
Your secret too ... I dare say.

Now I am off for the day ... to make my world my oyster .. 
Threw a dart to watch it land.
A trip is on the cards .. to make Time stand still ...
Its easy when you know the how ...
To it add .... the eternity of Mind ...
Its trick    ......  creation out of Time.

This poem I did write  ..  God's angels standing by ...
Allowing me to dip into " The One ".
My  pool of consciousness .... humane
Was hidden from sight .. but not out of my Mind ... 
And that's how I heard my dream come true ...
Through the power of my thoughts.

The thoughts I thought ...a dreaming or a waking,
Through this poem I do write .
A beginning and an ending ... an ending is a beginning ....
Do try to make that your quest.
Its truth will amaze .. surprise and shock ..
The living daylights right out of you.
Allow yourself to be ... your own God !

For you've become the Creator .. 
I've never shared a lie with you ... 
ITS TRUTH ... IN ITS PUREST ...
THE PUREST OF "THE ONE",
'THE ONE' AND 'THE ALL' 
OF US ALL .......

These are the ways ... my friend ....
Do know they never end ..  forever and a day I'll hold your hand
Go live the life you choose,
Fight .... fight ..... to never lose,
For you are young and sure to have your way.
Its your power ... my friend ...
Holding within itself .. the changing of  a power ...
The power of changing ... changing destinies.

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