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Hand It Over

Give It All To God

The Receptive Mode is all that I have to give
To myself and to others. The information
Made available to me includes everything
That my heart ever dreamt. The universe will bring
What I’ve asked for intently. It’s much more than done.
Being open to goodness is the way to live.

When I feel that momentum is working against
What I’m doing, it’s high time that I step away
And let infinite forces take over what I
Am making way too difficult. In err I try
To control life’s conditions to my own dismay.
I control but how my vibration is dispensed.

If my vibration is out of whack, I’ll attract
Twilight Zone kinds of episodes. My confusion
Tells the universe that I like being unclear.
It’s not quite that intelligent. It will adhere
To whatever I’m feeling. I’m the only one
Who can tune my vibration and be more exact.

The Receptive Mode is all about self-soothing.
If I’m angry, or worried, or fearful, I can
Find a feeling or thought that is better than now
And the thing that is troublesome, I can allow
The power that creates worlds to follow its plan.
Handing over what’s difficult makes the heart sing.

In Just One Day

Passion Equals Momentum

One can manifest anything In Just One Day
With deliberate focus and not much effort.
Most do that most unconsciously most of the time
About things insignificant. Focus is prime
In the art of creating our worlds of comfort
Constantly we’re receptive of what comes our way.

If I think it, then feel it, then it has to be.
Basic knowledge this is now. The receptive mode
Is the same as my mood. All the time I receive
In the way that I feel and by what I believe.
Feeling lousy reflects what I need to unload
That is not to my liking and not part of me.

What I’ve put in the vortex of all my desire
Is available to me but also the fear
I associate with it. I must sort that out.
Feeling is the right way to eliminate doubt
Such that what I want and don’t are made crystal clear
Then there’s no limit to the things I may acquire.

Momentum is Digestion. What I want, I eat
In the form of vibration of energized thought.
With the first swallow, momentum starts taking place.
The absorption of nourishment is but the grace
Of the heart’s true fulfillment, more often than not.
I must feel what it’s like to be full and complete.

I can do that in one day or in a decade
Or a lifetime of misery, struggle, and pain.
That it happens at this late date is no disgrace.
The good life of my dreams I do not have to chase
To the point of my madness. All that I attain
That is good and abundant cannot be delayed.

Allow The Wellbeing

Release, Then Breathe In...

It comes down to allowing, but just what is that?
When one speaks of surrender, what enter my mind
Are such scenes where one army makes use of torture.
The most negative aspects are balanced, I’m sure,
By the myriad episodes that are more kind
And can happen almost at the drop of a hat.

To what must I surrender? What must I allow
That is both consciously and patiently waiting
To enter and fulfill me? Can I trust that it
Is a safe thing to let in? The fear, I’ll admit,
Is not justified, and it is aggravating
That I know what to do, yet I’m hung up on how.

Getting rid of resistance to my own desire
Increases my vibration. My trying too hard
With much effort and struggle cannot get things done.
Only when one exhausts oneself, something’s begun
To take place in one’s character. No longer barred
From the fruits of the spirit, one is lifted higher.

Things that work in the process we all know so well –
Turning thoughts into things – involves just a few things:
Energy, alignment, and clarity of thought.
When my purpose has passion, I’m no longer caught
In a quandary that only my feeding brings.
Worthiness is a system wherein we all dwell.

The Next Step

...On The Way To Fulfillment

Procedures within cycles within processes
I observe, then take caution. Ascension is far
To the goal that I’ve set. My vibration may be
Not as high as I need it to be completely
In the mode of receiving. Yet my prospects are
Excellent at the moment. I can be at ease.

My experience tells me that steps are required
To depart from one level and get to the next.
But the question is, “How do I move on from here?”
Fortunately, the answer is simple and clear.
Finding joy in the process, I’m not so perplexed
Even though there’s no evidence of what’s desired.

There must be the desire, but I need to allow
What I want to be handled. My giving it thought
Is the way that I block it from coming to be.
What others see as normal is magic for me.
My beliefs are a nuisance. With them I am caught
In calamitous thinking that I can’t avow.

The best tool used for climbing is meditation.
As it quiets the mind it will stop resistance
So that broader perspectives are open to me.
Obvious are the next steps when I finally
Stop believing that my climbing is done by chance.
From where I am my journey is all but begun.

Who Possesses One’s Back?

Trust In The State Of Affairs

We rely much on others for so many things.
Human interdependence on one another
Is the backbone society bares to possess.
Yet with trillions of bones to pick, people obsess
Over what makes the buck stop, then want to defer
All its value to nothingness and what it brings.

When someone has departed this physical plane
Of existence – one who was the main bread winner,
Those surviving may suffer a multiple loss.
With no income replacement they must bear the cross
Of maintaining their way of life. Debt may incur.
Money problems are what drive most people insane.

But, the dead are not missing, although they are missed
Through believing that communication has ceased.
They reach out to us frequently after they’re ‘gone.’
Some can hear what they tell them and rely upon

A much wider perspective where trust is increased
In the infinite process in which all exist.

Only when in alignment can spirit be heard.
To be in the receptive mode is important
If one seeks independence from all ownership
Of one’s back, and it helps to get a firmer grip
On the true self within who alone can supplant
Providence of the worldly and its fickle word.