How passionate are U?

Some of us are extremely passionate about everything and are loud about it. Some of us seem to have no passion about anything because we are so quite. Some of us have passion that comes and goes, because we are so easily distracted. 

We are all passionate but the world has different names for us, extroverts, introverts or fickle.

*Some quick information: Today in our world, year 2020 we were hit with COVID. Many do not know that COVID hits us in a secret place in our bodies that no one talks about. It depletes us of our beautiful happy hormone( Serotonin) keeps it at bay for many months after. Science has found that without treatment many of us humans. Find ourselves in a depressed state, with the blahs or just a lack of passion in our lives for anything.

So, how passionate are you today? In hospitals here in Italy, they give serotonin pills to nurses and doctors. This is for those who have had COVID to snap out of the blahs. Therapists and psychologists are prescribing it left and right. It is a 5-day treatment, I have been told.

Go for a walk in nature. Start watching silly comedies and laugh. Eat your protein and dark leafy veggies. Or just hang out with your favorite person. These are a few of my suggestions.

If you feel stressed or are lacking passion take responsibility for your body, mind & soul. Give yourself a little fun to jump start your happy hormone again and have a wonderful life.

If you are not who you say you are or you believe to be, then Who Are You?

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With a casual mind, ask yourself.

Are you who you say you are?

Subconscious or Conscious, that is the question!

Growing up as a young child having a Monkey Mind that is extremely busy, I would actually ask my self this. Maybe it stems from always getting into trouble and having an adult ask me, “Child, what were you thinking?” or “Think before you act or speak.” 

I did not like myself very much as a child and truly wanted to be anyone but who I was, so I submerged myself into my books of fairy tales. I was always the princess being saved by the handsome prince. As I got older I needed not to be saved but I needed to do the saving, so I wanted to be a superhero with powers. 

So in my teens I came up with:

My religion is my own, it’s called Issaizm.
There are only a few rules:
– Treat others how you want to be treated
– Try to respect the life you have.
-Try and be helpful to friends and strangers.
-Try to be as honest as you can be.
-Try to meet and respect as many people who are different from yourself, this is where true learning and self-building comes from.
-Don’t expect help from those you help.
YES you do see the word “Try” a lot in the rules because we can only try. I do believe in Manifestation / Prayer / Chanting. This is where free will comes into the picture and this is easy for most everyone. But for it to work, this is where a few of the above rules come into play. Our subconscious mind is powerful more so than our conscious mind.

Example:
I can “say” I am happy for my friend who found love finally. (conscious mind)
But if the Subconscious mind is saying, “Why her not me” you are defeating yourself.
Your subconscious should be saying, “When it is time, I will meet the right person”

This has taken me a tremendous amount of work throughout my lifetime so far and in my late 40’s I can answer the question above in this manner.

I don’t know if I am who I say I am but I believe to be I am.

I can actually say that I am living a life of my own design finally and is always trying to better myself by learning from others. To hopefully have the best life possible.

And be Casual.

-Issa

word of the day  – Casual

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A passport to my brain is needed.

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I need to know your destination, when you are speaking to me.

Where would you like to fly to, in my web-like brain, to seek conversation?

Certain places in there, all you need is an I.D.

Other places you just need to show up and be present.

You need a passport to enter the forbidden areas

so I know, that you know

of the risked you will be taking

when entering.

In this is a place of consciousness & realness

the bandage of fantasy will be ripped off when entering.

So have your passports ready

open to your photo

as you pass through the gates of

my brain.

-Issa

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The Call for a Blessing

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 I have travelled far from the safety of my nest that I call home.

In this land that I have come to, I feel so much PAIN. 

I want to

remove the meaningless and make the meaningful 

 This is the second morning in a row that I have woken up at the hour of the Veil, 4am is the hour that I call the Veil because it’s the time, I feel the two worlds can communicate. I have such a deep need to talk to the spiritual world.

I ask that this pain that is here is,

lightened and somehow taken away so that my these people I love can live and grow.

There is so much love, I see it between them.

But there is a terrible Pain & Anger that they feel, within. Not for anything that they have done to each other, it’s just rooted and grown on its own from a terrible tragedy.

The Pain & Anger is deep within them and it is choking them like a terrible vine

that is starting to shut out the light.

I WANT TO HELP THEM WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING, THAT I, MYSELF  AM IN PAIN.  

I now think to myself about Heaven & Hell a thought came to mind.

That perhaps Heaven is happiness and peace of mind & spirit.

Hell is anger & pain that can consume us.

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At this hour of the Veil, I have asked with eyes full of tears that this Hell is lifted for these two beautiful beings and that a light can be shown to guide them to happiness and peace of mind. Please, Please Protect them and let the Love shine over them with Warmth, Light, Love and Peace. These two beings so deserve this because they are so beautiful.

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written by Issa

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Delusion…. belief in something that is simply not true.

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The cheerleader (pom pom’s and all) in my brain won’t shut up!!!

“ D… E L…. U S …I O N ….. Delusion, Delusion you live in a Delusion”.

I unfortunately live in a life, of delusion.

I am constantly deluding myself, that I am part of a family where in reality. I am only a guest here.

I delude myself that I am safe, when in reality I am far from safe.
I realize, that the life I live is only want “I” want to see, and this can be taken from me anytime.
Yesterday my rose colored sunglasses were snatched off!!!
………………………..
I feel myself going into panic mode right now, trying to make myself feel safe.
I have too much stuff and material things around and cannot escape without a trace. How did this happen to me, I have always lived the life of a minimalist. And now I have so much stuff and material things that are not my own.
I inherited them from my grandmother who was the keeper of the family heirlooms, don’t get me wrong I am honored that it was all entrusted into my hands … BUT… right now I am feeling trapped.
I can’t run!
I don’t have a home of my own for all these keepsakes.
I was fine when I was in my “Delusion” that I was living in my husbands home and part of a family. But reality hit me hard yesterday,

The cheerleader in my brain won’t shut up!!!

“ D… E L…. U S …I O N ….. Delusion, Delusion you live in a Delusion”.

She just won’t shut up!!!!

and I just want to cry

-Issa UGH!