Cynthia of the light

      It's been a quite a journey these past couple of years on my searching of answers on why do I not want to belong to a Church anymore, I just don't feel it anymore, I don't have it in my to belong to some sort of cult, organization, guidance, trouble, you name it. An still I felt like I was not cooperating with the Church, or doing the right thing, or following the commandments, and I'm still paying my tithings, only not following the rules, I'm following Jesus, I'm following all the good stuff I learned through the years from being in one church to another, and I am thankful for that.      But I knew that something sparked inside of me, something that I didn't exactly knew until I kept on asking God for answers, I guess you can say that it took quite a while for me to figure it out, but now, I think I got it, by reading the scriptures and several books on the knowledge of Jesus, ancient wisdom, meditation, and the power within me given by God, I found...

      Gold, precious metal, stone, I don't even know what it is, what I do know is that people like it,  and I think I like it to, and when I say I think I like it is because I'm not sure why I like it, I know that I like it because if I buy a necklace or a ring that I intent to keep forever, this precious metal will do that for me.      Yesterday I was watching The Chosen, a beautifully made series made for all mankind to watch and know the real life of Jesus's disciples, and of course, the life of Jesus himself.      There He was behind curtains almost ready to give His most famous sermon: "The Sermon on the Mount", and there were Mary, His mother, Mary Magdalene, and two other women suggesting Him that due to the importance of this event, He should stand out from the crowd, that He should be wearing a bright color against His oath color clothing that He was wearing. So He was offered different colors to wear: Purple for Royalty, wine,...

      I see it everywhere. Every time I meditate I see it. Light everywhere, even the word it self comes to my mind and I can see it and hear it. What is this?...      I know Jesus is the Light, God is the Light, and now, I repeat this mantra everyday in my morning meditation, I AM THE LIGHT, I even stop when I finished typing it, how powerful this is!      I was talking with my sister the other day, about the weather, yeah "The weather", it may sound like we didn't have anything else to talk about, and yet, we were having a long week of non-stop rainy days, so yeah, the topic came as fluent as the wind. She was saying that she believes the wind is the most powerful force of nature, and I suggested water to be strongest one, and now that I am writing about the light, I have my doubts.      I can think that only that light can have the strongest force of all. Only the light can create and destroy anything, think the sun, the fir...

      I think that birds communicate with me. I now believe this, it's been something that I fantasize with maybe since I was a little girl watching Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty talking and singing together with the birds, a happy moment every time! Is like I have been asking for different things in my life to happen, and then the birds start singing or manifesting every where, in movies, when I open my phone looking for something in particular and the first thing that appears is a bird, or late at night when suddenly I wake up in the middle of the night to go potty, and there, I can hear a bird singing, and I think: "I wish I can talk bird" An now, every morning when I take my dog out, the first thing I hear before even recognizing the omnipresence of God almighty, is the birds greeting me, is like they saw me coming out and they start to sing Good morning!, how are you this morning?...what song do you want us to sing for you in this magical day?....I know, it's sou...

      I have been researching, reading and procrastinating a lot over the past 2 years about this book of mine that I haven't written yet, I want to, I do, I really want to, and I have a million excuses of why I haven't even started one single line of my dream book, I don't even know what the book is about, is it fiction, non fiction, a combination of drama and part of my own life, fiction, comedy and a lot of injustice like I think my life has been?      Sometimes I think that I want to write a novel, and this novel has to be about me and my twin sister, of course it has to be fiction, with a lot of true life facts, and the permission of a lot of people from this world and the other across the other side of the rainbow, because the things that I'm going to write about the events and the people involved in them, will hit the fan and shit will fly 360 degrees around the world and some other life realms they have no idea they for real existed.     ...

      It's been said that miracles happen every day, maybe to holy people, or to people that believe in them. Weather you call it miracles, coincidences, born with a gift, or just luck, the fact is that they do happen only with the simple awareness of feeling the words in your mind every single morning right when you wake up and say: "I am ready to receive a miracle today" and you magically manifest it in your life, don't believe me?...try it...just a piece of advice, think and feel good thoughts, positive thoughts, because they're about to get real, and you don't want to ended up with a bad piece of advice that takes you right exactly where you are right now or worst.      Yesterday morning I was disappointed from people a truly love, which is pretty much what happens every time, the people you care the most is the same people ( family members ) who disappoint you right when you thought they are the best thing that could happen to you, thank you God that I...