Day: April 27, 2022

Hello world. The following were shared 4/27/2015. Reflection and Door. Reflection Through all the time you’re standing here. People are moving to get somewhere. You watch a stream of dying dreams. One, right after another. You stand and stare as they move somewhere. Most, just out of reach. You seem to move forward. But, you keep stepping back. Tow in the line that keeps going slack. Start to move in that direction. Without a thought to past reflection. Stop and look, for the mirror reflects. The path you took, is just the mirrors reflection. Sabrina Reyenga Door Your sobs are muffled as you cry. The tears are streaming from your eyes. A violent rending. You’re heart is in two. Your spirit is broken. What’s left of you? Your mind has shattered. You’re numb to the pain. What’s left of your soul? A bleeding stain. Beaten and battered emotionally. The door is closed. None can see. Where you laid on the floor. The puddle of blood. From your soul and mind. Small pieces of string you used to tie. Yourself together, your smiles a lie. Behind that closed door. None can see. You, yourself, you’re Humanity. Sabrina Reyenga Blessings on your Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. My guidance is to share what experiences I have had and Holy Spirit’s guidance and processes for me to heal them. To show a different perspective from which to view what is experienced from. How my healing was and is accomplished. To show how His guidance can heal all. For a couple of weeks Alex and I had been discussing whether or not there were Guardian Angels, God, Jesus, or Holy Spirit. I was following Wicca, Druidism and Shamanism, and had an active dislike for anything to do with GOD. My childhood was very abusive in many ways. I was plagued with migraines for as long as I can remember and would have one every single day all day. I got real used to pain, and suffering silently. My path to building trust, faith, belief and healing began Feb. 14, 2004 on Valentine’s Day, when I wrecked my motorcycle. As I came up to the curve in the road I realized my brakes had failed and I wasn’t going to make it, I new I would be going through the barbed wire fence and hitting the telephone pole. Either way I was dead. Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. On July 4, 2011 Alex and I were in a motorcycle accident. This was my second motorcycle accident. My first was in 2004. We were riding up a one lane road on a mountain at about 15 miles per hour, our tires slipped on some debris in the road as we were coming around a switch back. Our front tire hit the soft shoulder and forced the bike to high side (fall sideways up hill). My helmet landed on Alex’s should breaking off the ball joint in the cup of the shoulder joint. The bike landed on my foot and leg breaking my foot. When all was said and done we were both given pills to take on top of whatever we were already taking. My pill count was now at 14 pills 4 times a day. We both, were at the end of our roads and wanted out at this point. Holy Spirit’s guidance for me at this time was to look for a natural alternative. He had already had me change my diet to all organics and showing me things I was allergic too. I had now gotten my migraines under Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. In the first year of trying to do A Course in Miracles with the teacher that had been chosen I had a lot of conflicts arise within me. One of the first ones were grudges and another was that I had asked for everything I was going through throughout my life. That the rapes, molestation’s, beatings, exorcisms, canings, mental and emotional abuses I experienced I asked for. I really had a hard time with these. How could I as a child or infant ask for the things done to me? As I was doing the workbook lessons and looking at the thoughts in my mind Holy Spirit gifted me with a waking vision. It was to be the first of many. I was holding a grudge against my Husband’s buddy. In the vision Holy Spirit showed my Husband’s buddy and I sitting at my kitchen table. Holy Spirit had me tell him what I was holding onto. I was holding onto him trying to get my husband to cheat on me. On him guilting and shaming my Husband to do whatever he wanted him to do with manipulations such as, “Oh I need Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. In the act of being raped I am given a choice. I can see it as a trauma which will destroy me or as a call for the love they cannot find within themselves. It is a choice I make. In choosing love I am then able to see it as a gift instead of something which hurts me. My molesters and rapists were repeating patterns they learned from someone else. They were actively choosing to repeat the patterns. It is a choice. The picture here is in everything, we have a choice. Holy Spirit showed me my perceptions were there, because I was told this is how it is, as a child. Holy Spirit showed me the lie in this. I would not be who I am without having been through the things I have. My understanding and perceptions would not be nearly the same. The beatings, judgments and anger I received as a child were not really directed at me. They were enacting their rage out on me for what they believed and thought, they had failed to do. They were judging me in their mind as being less than whole Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. My guidance is to share what experiences I have had and Holy Spirit’s guidance and processes for me. To show a different perspective from which to view all from. How my healing was and is accomplished. To show how His guidance can heal all. Holy Spirit has stated sharing my experiences as HE dictates is a correct form of communication. In sharing my experiences I am sharing what I have been through and the processes of healing it with Him. I am not telling anyone they are doing their processes wrong. I am not telling anyone they should do as I say and do. I am offering another way of looking at a situation to see it differently. To open a door that may have been closed to healing. Communication can be done in a simple sharing of where I am or have been. My choosing to not be sucked into the drama and subjective nature of a discussion does not invalidate in any way, my way of communication. Holy Spirit keeps saying, “You can’t always get what you want. I beg your pardon. I never promised you a rose garden.” That is Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. My mind twists and turns. My throat fills with an acid burn. Fear and guilt an emotional blur. The wrongs I perceive have never occurred. Yet my child’s mind cannot perceive. The holy and good inside of me. The judgments of those who care for me. Are what I am taught to only perceive. I feel the Truth deep inside. Being told what to feel is only a lie. The twisted thinking they do not perceive. This is what they would have me believe. Holy Spirit I ask that you come to my aide. The Ego’s thinking gets in my way. Thinking by pushing them far away. I will be safe wherever I stay. I look for your Truth inside of me. The pure and innocent Truth of me. The fearful lies in others I see. As a reflection of what’s been told to me. I see these as no longer true. I see them as the Ego’s glue. To keep us blind in misery. To keep us from the Truth we seek. Lord, I give myself into your care. Filled with love I need to share. I ask you now to help Continue Reading

Hello world. The following was written 4/26/2015. I woke up the other morning to a post from my son on Facebook. My son is in the military and has been “out” for the last few weeks on location in the woods. His post was about a dream he had about His grandfather. In his dream he was sitting there and his grampa was telling him how much he loved him. He then told my son it was time for him to go. When my son asked where his grampa was going his grampa told him, “I am going home. I am finally going home.” When my son woke up he wandered around the woods looking for a cell phone signal. When he finally found one he found out His grampa had died the day before. My guidance was to tell my son his Grampa was gifting him with a final visit to tell him goodbye, he was proud of him and he loved him. He understood my son loved him and it was never his choice to not be there with him when he was little. The next day I received a text from my son telling me, “I miss Continue Reading