MIRACLES ARE NO MIRACLE!

A little walking demonstration after 23 years on crutches and in wheelchairs

Everything sang: “I”, “I”, “I”, “I”.

“When a situation has been dedicated wholly to truth, peace is inevitable.” (A Course in Miracles, T 398)

“Every disease is a musical problem,

every healing a musical solution.”

Novalis

Novalis was the pseudonym of Georg Philipp Friedrich Freiherr von Hardenberg, a poet, author, and philosopher of Early German Romanticism. Wikipedia

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   What invention am I using to create the needs I am choosing?

   What if you were needless?

“I decided to be happy, because it’s better for health.”

Voltaire

I immediately knew, I am all that: this garden, these houses, these windows, this sky. No more Christoph far and wide. From everything my look fell upon it said: “I!” THE HEALING POWER OF A COURSE IN MIRACLES Part 2

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2m6Xs9OTls
(New Thought, Unity reference)

There is nothing outside you. That is what you must ultimately learn, for it is the realization that the Kingdom of Heaven is restored to you.”

A Course in Miracles

How Someone Found Healing By Listening To Their Inner Music

An imaginative depiction of a first-hand experience of recovery from long-time chronically progredient MS and recurring depression

Either way, it’s OK.

I am, whole and perfect. I’m not my stories, I’m not my body.

“I’m a child of God. God is my Source. I have everything.” ACiM

“Look into your mind. Look how you create your very own experience: through your thinking. Give all these thoughts to God. Imagine radiant hands reaching down to you from above. Place all your thoughts into them. All your feelings. All your wishes. All your worries. Then see how you are creating the entire world. Literally the entire world of opposites. It appears as a never-ending cycle, creating itself anew from moment to moment. Each thought immediately brings about its opposite. Each birth leads immediately to death. But that is not your experience. Your mind creates a chewing gum to glue together both ends—birth and death—which then allows you to stretch them apart. This sticky stuff is what you call life, but your real life is so much more—so radiant, so powerful and at the same time inconceivably peaceful, joyful and serene … Go there for a moment …”