Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: Compassion

You can find all the details to the challenge here.

There’s no place for me to judge if any particular religion is better than the other. I don’t know if one is the “above all others”.

Over the years, I’ve grown to identify myself as a spiritual person. I know my intuition has never failed me. I know I’ve found great peace in a realm beyond mortal capability.

One quality that I’ve dearly cherished, is my sense of compassion. As an empath, I naturally absorb energy around me. I sense what has come in that precise moment; and, I’m able to extend what’s needed to help.


The religion I most identify with is Buddhism. My beliefs and moral compass align with their practices.

Photo Credit

This is Buddhist Avalokiteshvara Kuan Yin Buddhism Statue

Avalokiteśvara is one of the most famous bodhisattvas in Buddhism. The worship of bodhisattvas (beings of enlightenment) is one of the most distinctive features of Mahāyāna Buddhism. Whereas early or mainstream Buddhism recognizes only two bodhisattvas—the Buddha in his previous lives and Maitreya, the future Buddha—there are a number of bodhisattvas in Mahāyāna to whom one can appeal for help and guidance. Of the many bodhisattvas, Avalokiteśvara is identified specifically as the embodiment of compassion and as such has been worshipped throughout Buddhist Asia.

Source

If you believe in nothing, consider this idea of empathy and concern for the well-being of others ❤️

Music to speak to your heart.

Stay Safe, Speak Life, and Spread Kindness

Nova’s Namastè

My Mental Health Journey #21: Transitioning to Transforming

Who am I? …. Have you ever asked yourself ? I’m curious to know how you responded. What did you think at the time? I wonder if, like me, you weren’t sure? Not entirely anyway.

In 2009, I started my discovery of who I am. I researched my health. I went to the doctor with the information and plan of action. I studied my personality test results. I researched about Highly Sensitive People. I wanted to believe I knew who I was. I wanted to believe I do know who I am.

That became me, what felt normal. I felt like I had a sense of self.. that I had worked through the crises and trauma of my childhood; and, I made it!

Roughly two months ago, something within me changed. I realized both of my two daughters were going to be school… 7 hours a day, 5 days a week… and my baby at her dad’s on the weekends.

That would follow 8.5 years of having AT LEAST one little child at home. It’s following, 24/7/365 days of attending to my kids. Picking up after them, bathing them, changing and dressing them, rocking and nursing, feeding and nurturing them. I literally made them my life.

Motherhood became “what I was good at”!

Before this chapter, I excelled in school.. I knew I was good at getting A’s! I enjoyed school. It seemed so much more simple than when I started in 2003. The difficult part of life was fairly over. I believed I could handle anything.

Ironically, though, at the same time, I wasn’t good at being “married”! Nope! I’ve been married twice and both were unhealthy codependency (not in a form of drugs!).

Was I good at being a friend? Hmmm. I was apart of a church. I was attending a fellowship group. I made attempts to create friendships in school. Everywhere I was, in every social settling, I wasn’t comfortable. I felt “literally felt the uncomfortable and awkward energy” in every one. That was without saying, members of the church would all congregate for some special reason or no reason.. and I would just so happen to find out, not be invited, whatever.

In a place that is suppose to be filled with a pure love, it was filled with favorites.. whispers.. facades of religion Jesus followers.. who only accepted a version of you.. or not at all.. because you are who you are…

When I came out as Bisexual, in 2009, I FINALLY felt comfortable in my own skin. I felt like I just threw opened the castle gates, for once in a long time. Anna from Frozen, best describes the freedom and joy in that moment.. when truth feels like it’s been achieved.

A divorce followed. A horrible broken heart followed that. Loss by the masses kept happening. Because I “chose the path” to sin? No! Because Truth should be hidden? No!

Because the world is comfortably complacent. In many world’s “Why fix what isn’t broken?”

So this leads me back to present time, kids start school.. And I FREAK OUT!!

Because I don’t know what else I’m good at! I have bad spells of anxiety because nights when my girls arent here, it’s literally too quiet sometimes. It’s so difficult to handle sometimes. I don’t know how to be or what to do with myself aside from mothering!

I suddenly feel all out of control.. Again! I feel uncomfortable and insecure. I feel such little confidence in my mental scenarios.

It’s a phase of transformation. It’s making me uncomfortable and doubtful.

I’ll be going through this for some time, I’m afraid. If anyone has any words of encouragement, I’d really appreciate it 💓

Thanks for listening!

Nova Namastè

Spirit Box Series


I’ve been fascinated by the dead for as long as I can remember. I actually feel this sense of obligation to walk cemeteries, to visit the people buried there… and to talk and listen to them. I’m not driven to antagonize spirits, or to summon them into my presence. I sit where ever I feel led; and, I wait for their lead.
This recording is today, about 30 mins ago.

Enjoy!

Photo by enfantnocta on Pexels.com


Whenever you work with the paranormal, please do so responsibly. To them, we are strangers, interfering in their space, as much as we feel like same.

In the comments below let me know if you hear anything specifically. As always stay safe, speak life, and spread kindness 💗💗🙏🏼🙏🏼

With Love,

Nova Namastè

Thankful Thursday ❤️🧡💛💚💙💗



I’d love to see followers participate in this little post. When we focus on being thankful, life will show us more of it.

I’ll go first: ⤵️⤵️⤵️⤵️⤵️

  1. I’m thankful for my boyfriend.
  2. I’m thankful for Daffodil Hill in Cleveland Heights.
  3. I’m thankful for chocolate hazelnut.
  4. I’m thankful for cloudlesss skies.
  5. I’m thankful for the ability to use all my senses.

Until next time

Stay Safe, Speak Life, and Spread Kindness

Nova Namastè

Good Friday 🕊🌸

In all the chapters of our lives, faith will never cease to lead us out of darkness!

Nova Namastè

Balance your energy through quiet meditation.

Your heart, body, mind, spirit, and intuition work best when you attend to your overall health.

🕉Affirmatives🛐

  • I acknowledge what I feel.
  • I am ok with everything I feel right now.
  • I accept myself, with all my strengths, mistakes, flaws, and victories.
  • I accept that I am not perfect; and, I’ll give myself grace when needed.
  • I will try to always do my best; but, simultaneously, I’ll work to be better.
  • I promise to give myself permission to work through difficulty without getting stuck in that place.
  • I trust that all things work in accordance to a divine and greater plan.
Photo by Magda Ehlers on Pexels.com

Have a fantastic weekend 🙏🏼🐰

May peace, that surpasses all understanding, fall upon you, as you remember the miracle of an everlasting love!

Love you all!

Remember to Stay Safe, Speak Life, and Spread Kindness!

Nova Namastè

Haiku: Not Lost

You can find all the juicy details by clicking the link below!

Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

Go Dog Go Cafe

Unfamiliar life,

Her peculiar choices,

Uncertain what’s changed.

– Nova Namastè

It was Said 🙏🏼❤️


Silence all the nonsense of that vigorously drains your spirit, and listen for your truth. Fight every obstacle that attempts to detour you. You’re heading to a greater life.

Allow yourself to have faith in the unseen. Allow yourself the contentment of accepting what is, come to terms with it. Embrace the unknown because it’s possible that things will turn out for your good. It’s possible that you will evolve from the experience.


What we SAY to ourselves, becomes what we believe. What we believe should ALWAYS be what we deserve! (NOT what we THINK we deserve) 🙏🏼

Speak life into yourself!

“ I seek guidance from all the energy of my being. May I be a vessel in the intention of the great picture. I hope to be a pathway from the old to the new. I desire, with my whole being, to fulfill a purpose of enlightenment, inspiration, encouragement, empowerment, kindness, hope, love, and grace! “

—— 🙏🏼Nova🕉

3.2.1 Quote Me – Hope

I was tagged, on July 3rd, by Beckie’s Mental Mess, to participate in the 3.2.1 Quote Me Challenge. The chosen word this time is HOPE 🙂 {My favorite word, tying with love and faith.}

Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence.

Helen Keller

We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.

Aristotle Onassis
(interesting twist of the word)

Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.

Robert Kennedy

My own:

Let hope not fall and fade, but rather, live and grow through acts of kindness.

Nova Namastè


I tag:

John

Paula

Kristian

Gratitude Journal

To intentionally and consistently focus on the good in my life. Please feel free to add your contributions in a comment below.

  • Corn on the Cobb
  • Sparklers
  • Butter
  • Legos
  • Lawnmowers
  • Poetry
  • Pinterest
  • Beauty products
  • Baby wipes
  • Kindness

“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.”― Ralph Waldo Emerson

NAMASTÈ 

Photo Credit: Pexel

Cleansing Your Soul

Another incredible list of suggestions to help you painlessly cleanse your body! If you’re interested in a spiritual cleansing and in natural ways, this article is for you! You can read it’s entirety HERE! The images were taken from the provided link.

For My New Followers

I’m so excited you’re here! Thank you for choosing to follow me 💕

Telling you a little about me:

  • My heritage is majority British & Scottish .
  • I have two daughters.
  • My favorite type of orange juice is Florida’s Natural, not from concentrate, without pulp.
  • I love butterflies.
  • I’m in love with nature (other than when it snows).
  • I enjoy crafting, and the arts.
  • My favorite hand lotions are Aveeno & Cerave.
  • I am obsessed with makeup.
  • Lavander fragrance is all over my apartment.
  • In 2005, I almost committed suicide.
  • In 2014, my husband did kill himself.
  • In 2014, a good friend of mine attempted it twice.
  • I’m pro-life, liberal, spiritual, and introverted.
  • Sunsets and the 7 o’clock hour are magical.
  • I love variety.
  • I was adopted very young.
  • I love all kinds of music, except heavy metal, which of course is my boyfriends favorite .
  • Daffodils, Roses, Fushias, Lotuses, and Tulips are my favorite flowers.
  • I prefer evenings to mornings but enjoy runrises.
  • I have three clocks hanging in my home, one of which was a Christmas gift from my late husband. It plays a clip of music every hour. It’s my absolute favorite.
  • I could eat peanut butter on nearly everything.
  • I use many Dove products.
  • I have an Amazon Firestick.
  • I wear the same necklace all the time. I never wear earrings.
  • I’ve been blogging for almost a year, and I love it.
  • Other bloggers are incredibly talented and inspiring.
  • I hope to learn more about you and see you in my notifications

Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.

~ Rumi

You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.

~ C.S. Lewis

©️2019mynamaste365online

The Great Buck

In a far far off land, GreenBryer, two huntsman were deep in the forest. The year had taken them through Summer, and hints of Autumn blanketed the area. Cool breezes were wrestling the tree branches. The leaves were only just beginning to alter color. The morning dew laid glistening the ground.

As the huntsman stabbed the grown with their walking sticks, birds chirped and squirrels sat nibbling on their latest meal. The grass shifted and rabbits came dashing past their feet.

Greenbryer was established on an old Native American farm land. From generation to generation since, families continued farming, thus producing rich fertilizer for the soil. The harvest tastes better than anything store bought. The flavor is like a party is the mouth, and the sight of such makes the towns people salivate.

The huntsmen head out to these woods once a week for catching deer. The wives create many meals with very little. Upon this particular excursion, as the men approached Devil’s Drop, a stunning sight abruptly stopped them in their tracks.

The Great Buck stood at the edge, noble and proud as ever. Legend has it Chief Chippewa and Haritow were the leaders of the Cherokee Native Americans in the area. They were inseparable; the best of companions. When the buffalo stamped threatened the settlement, Chief and his right hand buck chased them out. When the October rain flooded the watering system, the two assured everyone kept safe and the water rerouted. When a child was born, Haritow laid with him/her the evening of birth… establishing a trust between the two.

The men stood warned. His ghostly figure had only been seen the eve of a great disaster. They bowed their heads in gratitude and hurried back to ground.

Written for The Eclectic Contrarian ” Tell The Story Challenge

01/03/19

#3. Your day in ten words.

Blessed, Thursday, Cleveland, Midnight, Early, January, Enriched, Calm, Quite, Peaceful

It’s early here (12:02 am), so those of you East of the US, how’s your day going?

Later on, I’d love to hear from my mid-West American readers!

#commentbelow 10 words to describe your day

Behind the Scenes – Finishing ’18

I’ve got a few pieces in “draft”, that I want to give excessive time. If my posts seem few, it’s for this reason. My “heart” work is yet to come ❤️ I can’t wait until I can publish them.

Leader vs Royal

Writing for the Your Daily Word Prompt for today:D : imperious

Despite his royal status, and the endless riches, despite his physical difficulties, during his reign as a young man, he never grew imperious in character. He was Pharoah; but he behaved as would any male his age. I admire this about him because those years are emotionally confusing and hormonal.

Super interesting article about the aspect of his character.

Photo Prompt Credit Pixabay

MoonChild & Her Wolves

MoonChild has family roots that tie her to The Sioux Native Americans. She doesn’t live a lifestyle similar to her heritage; however, she respects and practices the basic fundamental truths.

One cold Friday night, Moonchild heard a noise outside her living room window. She’s never had issues with intruders; but, there’s a first time for everything. She grabbed her rifle, tucked in a locked box, behind her bedroom door, and stepped out onto her porch.

“Hello? Who’s out there?”, She shouted, with her rifle ready to fire. Being a single mom of two daughters, she was always ready to fight and protect.

She heard no response. She repeated the question, ” Hello?! I know you’re close. Come out into the light and no one gets hurt!”

Suddenly, she heard little whimpers.

“Huh??” She uttered.

Slowly, she made her way down the steps, and noticed several pawprint tracks in the snow. Her heart sunk; “Oh my!” She thought to herself. Whatever animal was close, couldn’t be very big. The prints explained that much.

She slowly stepped off the last step, and moved toward the direction of the prints. The moon was full, a beautiful blue and lit up the snow.

Just around the backside of her tool shed, huddled in a hole dug in the far right corner, where a beautiful pack of cold baby wolves.

She stared for a moment, then fell to her knees. Slowly, to not spook the babies, she sat on her heals and waited. MoonChild knew wolves were loyal to thier pack. If they were here, it’s highly likely adults of the pack were close.

The waiting turned into twenty minutes, and the North Dakota snow drift, especially this time of night at this time of year, is deadly. As if these precious babes understand her concern, they slowly made their way toward her. Sniffing first, to endure safety, one by one, they circled her.

She continued to be still, intuitively realizing she felt their trust. After another ten minutes, they were bouncing on and licking her.

Quickly, she gathered her precious pups, and hurried inside. They surely needed food and water.

Photo credit: The Haunted Wordsmith

https://pin.it/oxbe7bbvma2vjl

You can check out The Haunted Wordsmith’s Daily Writing Challenge Here🙂

Gift of yourself 🎄

Hear is love for you:

Love Yourself so that you RECOGNIZE alone isn’t LONELY

You are OK… being alone with your badass self!

You are OK being at home, on your day off, decorating for Christmas, catching up on that book list you’ve been wanting to read, watching the makeup tutorials or moving around your place.

Recognize alone means you are doing life for you! You’re OK with quiet, you’re OK with your thoughts, who you are, comfortable with just as things are…

Being alone means you are single… Putting yourself first… Embracing your talents and interests, investing and promising to yourself. You are nurturing and guiding yourself to a higher self.

You decide your looks. You decide your morals and believes… All that does and /or doesn’t matter. You create your life, who you are. No one lives your life ; no one else is going to walk your steps… No one else will deal with your consequences. Your life is YOURS!

That’s the beginning of being comfortable, whether you’re with someone or not. That’s the beginning of the journey, because it’s you coming to know who you are. As you continue to travel that road, you realize that power of choice.

The rest of us don’t need to know, you are not in need of our validating… You only need one… YOURS! You first must embrace your confidence within yourself, for your life.

NOW…..

Being lonely is an Emptiness… It has absolutely NOTHING to do with relationship status. There are celebrities that are the loneliest. They’re committing suicide because money isn’t satisfying the human need of “purpose”. Loneliness is a character trait, alone is a status.

When you’re lonely, something is missing… And you’re always trying to fill that void with something temporary.

Being lonely means you feel a need… But, hear this, that need is ONLY what’s within yourself. You will NEVER fill that need from an external source. You were created an original, from a blueprint created by The Most High… Stitched together is a beautiful collection of strengths and flaws, attributes and blessings, thoughts, talents, and stories that only you can give.

The life of loneliness is confusion and ashamed of self, astranged peace of mind, Munipulation, brokeness, judgements and bitterness…. Loneliness is a mental place…

And it’s your place… Unless you choose to redecorate.

Namastè

Good Morning Y’all. My brain is going a mile a minute, despite my lack of coffee intake. That’s very unusual, but, that’s the perfect adjective to describe my life right now.

It’s Thursday, a cold 25 degrees. I already miss summer. We’re up, getting my older daughter ready for school. She’s not entirely recovered from her head cold, but she’s feeling better. Calandra is doin ok. She’s mommy’s little sweet pea cuddle bug.

I’m alright, I suppose. One day at a time, working through the intensity of my emotions. Are there any other HSP’s or INFJs in the nearby blogosphere? If you know of someone, please introduce him/her to me. Anyway, back to these emotions. What I don’t understand makes me frustrated… When I get frustrated, I cry. Sometimes, I don’t believe it’s because of what initially happened, but some other aspect of the situation. For example, I’m not sad that my ex and I are not together, but how it happened has me really shook up.

Since I don’t go out much, I socialize on apps. This one has been my favorite by far. I can’t imagine my life without writing. Of course I don’t feel I’m a big deal, or that I even write exceptionally well. I do feel writing is an outlet for me to convey my thoughts. It’s a platform (that’s the word I was trying to find the other day! Facepalm) to release and create. The possibilities are endless, and my thoughts are on paper. I can create a short story about a love I wish happened to me.. or an ending I feel better suited for my ex. It’s my writing, and I may write as I please. There’s so much freedom in that.

Ok, well you all have a fantastic Thursday. The weekend is almost here. Keep warm if you’re in that part of the globe. Keep an eye out for future posts.