by Alexa Erickson, Collective Evolution

Visualize a box filled with puzzle pieces, on the cover of the box is a beautiful scenic view of people going about their day in a quaint hillside town. Open the box and spread the pieces on a table. See yourself as being one piece of the puzzle, unique from the rest in color and design. As the pieces begin to fall into place, the scenic view begins to emerge.

Once the pieces are all in place, take time to enjoy the image. Then see the lines separating the puzzle pieces melding into one another. Notice how the picture is much more attractive when there are no lines of demarcation. Now see the picture come alive, with you being one of the people in the photograph.

This is how we see your plane of existence. The box is the Earth that has specific rules or parameters. In the box are myriads of people and opportunities. Each is unique, yet one part of the whole. When the individual pieces begin to unite, the full picture begins to emerge. Once united, a new life begins, beautiful, complete and whole.

You cannot be accepting and judgmental at the same time. You cannot be nurturing and critical at the same time. If you are truly wishing to move into a deeper love of self, you must give up your old habits of deeming yourself anything less than the divine slice of Source you truly are.

You see, learning the art of self love is absolutely vital to moving into your authentic power. You cannot continue to deny your truth and empower yourself at the same time.

It is time. It is time to finally embrace your truth, your delightfulness, your beauty, your divinity, and your unique importance to the whole. It is time to leave the days of self denial in the past and to shine. From there you will finally find the freedom to create and express yourself in the way that makes your soul sing and purposefully serves the whole. ~Archangel Gabriel

http://trinityesoterics.com/2016/01/09/daily-message-saturday-january-9-2016/

Throw off the shackles that bind you, remove the mask that blinds. Wake up, it is time. You are the future in your present. Celebrate! ~ Creator

https://thecreatorwritings.wordpress.com/2016/01/09/wake-up/

God said:

Tender is the Heart of God.

And, yet, some of My children, from time to time, or all their lives, see Me as an ogre who seems to get in their way.

It is good to remember that I am on your side, as if there are sides. There is no advantage to you or anyone in carrying the idea that I am opposed to you.

Life is not always an easy ride. This is no secret. Perhaps you have pounced on the difficulties you experience to the exclusion of your blessings.

I know what you feel and how you feel. It is the hardest thing of all in your reckoning to lose a child. I am well aware of the pain this creates. I do not fluff it off, dear ones. I am not hard-hearted when I must say that you hurt your own heart.

If you held your child in your arms for one year, or twenty, or fifty, will you not be glad for the days and years granted you? The alternative might be that you never birthed your flown-away child. Is this what you would choose? I don’t think so.

There is great pain experienced on the Earth. Everyone knows that. Do you think I do not know?

I do not set out to hurt you. Death may seem like the worst thing on Earth to you. This idea comes at your expense because, dear ones, you see death as an enemy. This is a mistake of the intellect.

You cannot believe that such a blow as losing a beloved one could happen to you. You would prevent or remove death from the face of the Earth if you could. You would wipe out death so that no one would suffer.

By Irwin Ozborne
Contributing Writer for Wake Up World

In junior high school, I was a painfully shy student. It was to the point I would go through an entire week without peeping a single sound. While it was quite easy to shield my anxiety during most classroom activity, the lunchroom was always my greatest test. How could I possibly hide myself in a crowded cafeteria?

There was always one table in the back of the room which only had about five kids sitting there (the tables sat about 20-30 people). With so many empty seats at the table, it was the perfect spot for someone with severe, debilitating social anxiety. This group was the outcasts of the school. They wore the same clothes every day, never paid attention in class, didn’t follow the rules, had long straggly hair, and were already experimenting with drugs and alcohol. But, they were also different in the sense that they had no desire to fit in with the “cool kids.” They were perfectly content being in their own skin.