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Join the Valentine’s Revolution

Happy Valentine’s day!

Valentine Gold Heart

Some people say this holiday was created to sell greeting cards, flowers and candy.  Certainly a lot of money is spent on these things, and I know I always appreciated the gesture when I was given something, anything really, for Valentines.

There are other stories about how Valentine’s Day came to be celebrated and anyone can read about those with a simple Google search.

What I want to talk about today, most appropriately, is Love.  After all, that is what we are celebrating isn’t it?   In fact, if you think about it, most of our holidays revolve around some form of love.  Love for someone or something, but Valentine’s is about Love for the sake of Love.

I have spent the last 12 years or so investigating all things spiritual.  Trying to find out what matters most in this world.  There are so many ideas and efforts that are noble and noteworthy.  Giving is one thing that comes to mind easily.  Giving of oneself, money, time and talent is a noble thing indeed.

However, I believe that one must examine the reason that one is giving.  True fulfillment found in the act of giving can only be realized if one is doing it for the sake of others and not for the approval of society or for the possible tax breaks.  Yet, being human, can we actually find ourselves able to give altruistically?  Don’t we always give because it makes us feel good?

It is true, when you give to others it will make you feel good in some way.   I assure you however, you will never feel as good as the person who receives.  Even those who give to causes for animals will find that the people who are entrusted to care for the animals will feel blessed when money and time are given to their cause.

Valentine Love Each Other

Give because you can, give because you love.  When you are feeling sad, depressed, lonely, empty, and unloved giving to others in any way that you can will give you peace of mind and a sense of belonging.  Give because you love people and animals, give because you love yourself!

John Lennon had it right when he wrote the worlds to the iconic song “All You Need Is Love”.  That song is almost 50 years old now, (48 in 2015) and it proves the test of time because the words have just as much, or more, meaning as they did in the time that he wrote them.


John was fascinated by the way phrases had an effect on people and society.  He saw the effect of propaganda and, being the visionary that he was, he understood that the proper use of propaganda was the betterment of the world we live in.

He understood that words could be used to raise the collective consciousness.

Since 1967 when John wrote this song, the Vietnam war ended but so many other wars have started and this world is filled to the brim with violence, social/economic inequality and social/economic  injustice.

Hate and intolerance are rampant, one can easily give  up hope that humanity has the power to effect change for the better.

But there is reason for hope!

Yesterday I watched a short video that was on my Facebook feed, about a small dog in Australia that fell off a pier and try as he might the little thing could not swim faster than the current.  His owner was certain that the little dog would drown.  A young Asian man was on the pier to scatter the ashes of his father and he saw what was happening to the little dog.  Seemingly without thought, this young man stripped down to his shirt and underwear, dove into the ocean and rescued the animal.  Heaving himself onto the pier he thrust the sopping mop of fur into the arms of the owner.

Why did this young man do something so dangerous for someone he did not know, someone he had never even met?  I believe that he did this because he was moved by the desperation of the dog and the woman who thought she was losing her furry friend to the sea.  I believe he did this because he understood the situation and he simply did what needed to be done.

THIS is love in action, love as a verb and not just an idea.


If every single person would reach out and help another person in need, any kind of need, we could change the world in short time.  Often it will require repeated action because sometimes it takes repetition for change to take hold.  But we each have the power to keep on keeping on, to give and give again.

To love and love again. And again, and yes one more time.

Be The Reason

I have spent most of my life taking care of others.  As a mother, daughter, wife, sister and friend.  For a long period of this time, I really wanted something back for all this giving, and as long as I was expecting something in return, I was always disappointed.  After I turned 40 and began my journey of spiritual searching, I realized finally that happiness comes from within.

I began slowly to change my point of view on many things and found fulfillment in the simpler things of life.  I have gained gratitude for what life gives to me and for the love that comes to me in whatever form.

Recently I lost a very dear friend, my first childhood best friend, to an accidental drug overdose.  She is the first of my friends to leave this world and I was devastated.  However, this event gave me cause to contact another dear childhood friend and she was able to give me comfort and love.  She was a balm to my broken heart and I soaked it up like a sponge.

Again, recently, I have found myself in a kind of spiritual crises, finding myself no longer believing in things as I always have and trying to figure out what is truth for me.  At first I found myself in a great panic and I felt very alone.  In my sense of aloneness, I reached out to a few friends whom I felt would understand.  To my surprise I found that I was not at all alone in my changing beliefs but that each friend I spoke to had already been through this same transformation!

Each of them received my cry with love and even though we were on the phone or at the coffee shop I felt them hugging me with their words, concern and acceptance.  Being alone was an illusion, one that I was very grateful to be able to let go of!

So, please accept my challenge to change the world!  Let us have a quiet but raging revolution of love!  Love the world, the earth, the animals, the oceans, rivers and lakes.  Love all growing things, love art and industry.  Love learning and teaching.  Love children!  Oh yes especially the children!

And, as we are all children of this universe, let’s be really revolutionary and love each other!

Love your friends and family and without reservation let us love our neighbors and strangers!

Yes, John Lennon had it right, ALL WE NEED IS LOVE.

Valentine Hands


Happy Valentine’s day everyone!


Does It Make You Happy?

Dove and Nautilus shells

Just before the holidays I was having a rough time at home.  Communication was not good, and not being able to have my own place was taking its toll.  There was a bit of conflict and the result of all this was that I began to experience a certain amount of anxiety.  I don’t mind admitting that I decided to seek help.

I have been through intense counseling at other times in my life.  This wasn’t new to me and seemed like the best way to have someone objectively help me review my problems and come up with some things I could do to make my life better.

I only went to appointments a few times,  but it turns out that was all I needed.  The first few times I spent the hour getting things off my chest.  Then, I guess the 4th or 5th appointment, she asked me a question, “does it make you happy?”.

She told me that this is the question that I should ask myself in pretty much any given situation.  I realize that the value of happiness is not just summed up in the moment, but that one has to think about whether any long-term consequences will or will not make one happy.

you have the right to be happy

you have the right to be happy

Thinking about how to be happy does not make one selfish.

Happiness is a state of being, a state of mind.  Being happy is a decision one makes about how to live life, it is not something that just happens.

I asked myself what I wanted in this life.  I have asked that question at various times in my life.  I have discovered that all I really want is to be happy.  I have also learned that even after losing almost everything, I still have more than enough in my life to be happy about.

What makes me happy?

Spending time with my grand-daughter, feeling her cuddle up to me in the night.   Sunshine.  Animals.  Good books.  Writing.  Pretty jewelry, which does not have to be at all expensive, and a great haircut.

Christmas cake with orange buttercream frosting

Flowers, a cold drink on a hot day.  Handmade gifts, given and received.  Photographs.  Long conversations with old friends.  A cup of wonderful coffee.

Talking with my son, listening to my grand-daughter, talking with my daughter-in-law.  A weekend away from home.  Delicious food.  Chocolate.

Spiritual Love 2

It also makes me happy to help someone.  Being there when a friend is needed.  Giving encouragement and affirmation.  Sharing good news.  Letting someone help me.


It makes me happy to be grateful.  Letting go of the worry about what is to become of me and instead becoming grateful for what I have, and the knowledge that it is enough.  This makes me feel such a peaceful happiness, like sleeping in the arms of a loved one.

Live in Peace and Love

Pretty much anything that does not serve the purpose of happiness and love is no longer important to me.  I do get concerned about what is going on in our country and in our world because I truly believe that  everyone else deserves to be happy too.  I realize that everyone has different ideas about what will make them happy and for some it involves justice.  I believe everyone should have the justice they need.  It makes me happy to bring the awareness of these needs to others, because I believe that the sooner we all work to make life better for everyone, the sooner we can all realize peace.

What makes me happy?  It’s up to me to decide that every day.

Your turn now!  What makes you happy?



Fifty Five – Where Do I Go From Here…

birthday cake candles lit

Having just faced my 55th birthday I have been thinking and deciding what to do with the second half of my life. I spent the first half raising a child, working hard in corporate America and trying to save for retirement. When I think about those years I realize I was always looking forward, which is better than looking back, I suppose.

I also realize that I have missed out on many opportunities by not paying attention to the now. What do I want right NOW? How can I be happy NOW? Where can I find fulfillment NOW?

Now, not later.

Not Wasting Away

I am unable to work in the corporate world any longer due to disability. I don’t intend to just waste away either! I am a grandmother now and this gives me such joy. I serve in my church and this gives me much satisfaction. I believe I am going to be around for some time, but all the plans I made for my future dried up when I got sick.

Three QuestionsGirl who walks alone

It is those three questions stated earlier in this post that are driving me. What do I want? I want to be happy and fulfilled. I have decided that I have three avenues to achieve this. Being a grandmother, speaking at church, and writing. These things will carry me into the future and sustain me, while at the same time keeping me anchored in the now.

Realizing Valuedscf0652

When I am with my grand-daughter life changes at a moments notice and everything is a miracle. When I am speaking at church, I first must write, and I must focus on what my words are and how they will help someone right now. It is important to me that people realize their value, their purpose and that they are loved unconditionally.

Love is All

I have worked hard to realize and believe these truths for myself and I know that this knowledge of being loved beyond measure and having a purpose is what saves us.

And just as important to me, I find that writing has become my drive and my goal, the journey of my now and my future.

Pen to Paper What is YOUR dream?  How do you want to spend the rest of your life?  What makes you happy?  Please…comment below and share your thoughts with me.

November 2014 – Gains and Losses

November has not been an easy month this year.

I lost my first best friend to an unexpected death on November 1st.  We met when we were 11 years old, she would have been 54 in December.  It was such a shock because it was so unexpected, yet she was having medical problems that were never identified.  Now there is the mystery of what caused her passing.

Wendy and Dave

Wendy and Dave dancing, this is how I will remember her!

I am told that this particular November’s full moon provided an easier portal to the next plane of existence and that if one really desired to go, one would be able to will it to happen.

I know that Wendy missed her husband so much.

She lost him to cancer about 4 years ago and she never finished grieving.  I feel like Dave must have called to her through that portal and she willingly went to him.  I don’t know if this is a true representation of what happens to us spiritually when our body dies, but the thought gives me comfort and it feels right.




The next thing that happened is that I almost lost my dog, Holly. 

She is a border collie mix, about 11 years old.  She has been staying with my friend while I am living with my parents trying to get back on my feet.  Well, my friend lost her home and ended up in a motel with my dog along with her 3 little dogs.

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Holly sitting in the driver’s seat!

I mounted a Facebook campaign to get help:

a rescue, a foster home or something.  Ended up with people contacting me willing to help in many ways.  One woman took food and treats to the hotel, along with leashes and collars.  Another woman provided for vet care for all 4 dogs and helped raise money for my friend’s motel bill so that she could stay with the dogs.

Eventually a friend from church offered to foster Holly and so Holly is now with her.

I am really happy about that because my friend who was keeping Holly is now on the move to Arkansas!   It’s hard enough losing 2 friends without losing my dog too!


Rexann and baby Nataly

Rexann and baby Nataly

I know this friend is not really lost to me, but living so far away and making a life will limit our communication.  I will miss her.  I’ll miss talking on the phone almost every day sharing stories about our grand children.







I turned 55 this month, and the week of my birthday was very peaceful.  I had come to turns pretty much with Wendy’s death and Rexann’s decisions, also with the idea that I may have to allow Holly to be adopted.

My family celebrated my birthday over the time of several days, which was wonderful!  Mom took me shopping, dad had already paid for my membership at 24 hour fitness, my son and his wife bought me a new camera.

My parents took me and Samantha to lunch on my birthday, we had fabulous Mexican food and I had Flan for the first time.  Sammie of course had a corn dog and fries!







But aside from all the gifts, I felt the love.

Feeling the love enabled me to remember all that I have to be grateful for.  It is just too much to list here, but I will say I am grateful for my family and my friends, and how being with them all enriches my life in spite of or maybe  because of my financial situation.

The last 2 years of my life have been a journey of healing for me, and it still continues.  I have come so far from where I was that I can now look toward the future with anticipation for what may come next!

I think that even though 55 has had such a shocking beginning, it looks to be a really good year.

Please share with me a time in your life when you felt great change, experienced loss, or received some kind of healing!

Hugs That Heal

Zebra Family

The older I get, the more I realize how much healing is needed in our world.   I have also learned there are many ways to heal.  There is also a difference between healing and being cured.  Being cured means that whatever was ailing you has been removed permanently.   Being healed can mean the same thing, but it also can mean that you are given the strength and understanding to handle what you find you must endure.

For this moment, I am going to write about a healing that also cures.  Hugs.  Yes, hugs!   Have you ever been hugged so well that you could feel the sadness leave your body?  These are the best kind of hugs!

Someone said that the only jewels you need around your neck are the arms of a child.   I find this to be true.   No, they don’t come in colors that match your new outfit, and you can’t pawn them for money.   But they are priceless beyond compare!

I suffer from major depressive disorder and general anxiety disorder.    It’s been so long now, that I seem to carry a certain amount of sadness with me every day.   Most of the time I don’t notice it, but it’s just under the surface waiting for a trigger.

When I first read that comment about the arms of a child, it reminded me of how I feel when I get a hug from my grand-daughter and my son.  My son is over 6 feet tall, and I am 5 foot 7.  When he hugs me, his arms go all the way around me and he pulls me up against him. I rest my head on his chest and I can hear his heart beating.  I can feel the heat of his body.  He will squeeze me, just right, and I can feel myself relax.  I usually don’t even realize that I was holding my body tense until that moment.  When he is hugging me like that, I feel safe and I realize that all is as it should be.  My mind clears and I smile again.

When my grand-daughter hugs me, she will tell me that she is going to hug me.  This means I am supposed to keep my arms down and let her hug me.  It is a gift she is giving to me and I am supposed to just accept it.  I find that more than precious!   She is just 3, and learning how to show love when she feels it.   She will wrap her arms around my neck or around my arms, as far as she can.  She will stay like that for a minute or two.  I can smell her hair,  the clean smell of her skin that little children have.   More than that, I feel her unconditional love for me, her grandma. It’s all I can do to stay still and let her do this without throwing my arms around her!   But I must, because she wants to give me this gift.  So I just close my eyes and soak it up.  I can feel a peacefulness come over me like I feel when I am alone with God.  Perhaps in that moment of receiving the hug of a child, I am alone with God!

When I want to give her a hug, sometimes she puts her arms around my neck and sometimes she just stands there.  She doesn’t resist, so I pull her as close to me as I can.  I hold her as tight as I can without hurting her, and feel her heart beating.  It is a feeling of life, of energy.  The feeling of a connection that I have with no other person on this earth.  My sadness and loneliness fade away.

There have been other people in my life that had this effect on me.  One of the first was my own grandmother.   When she would hug me, I could feel her love in the way she pulled me to her and wrapped her arms around me.   I knew I was her favorite, and I needed to know that.  She was there for me with a hug at times when no one else was there for me.  I miss her every day.  It is her example that I want to emulate with my grand-daughter.

Another one who could heal me was my son’s father.  He was my first love, and we were pretty young.  He was a very tall and muscular man, and his hugs were strong.  I felt safe and secure.  Again, I could feel his heartbeat, and it was strong and steady.  When he was out to sea, I had a cardigan sweater that belonged to him, and I would wear it because it smelled like him and I would feel his hug.  But thinking of this makes me sad, because the hugs became fewer and finally stopped.  He went away and I was heartbroken for years.

Not too long after he left us, I met a man who was older than me by fifteen years.  I will write about my relationship with him in another article.  He was experienced with hugging.   He knew I was a scared young mother, and he knew how lonely I was.  He knew just when to hug me.  When his arms were around me, I felt accepted as a woman again.  It helped me heal from losing my husband to another woman.   We were together for many years, off and on, as friends and lovers.  He has moved on finally, and I miss his hugs very much.  It’s ok, because all is as it should be.

Hugs from my girlfriends are different.  I don’t rest my head on their chests to hear their heartbeats.  But we hold each other tightly, patting each other on the back gently, and look into each others eyes knowingly.  When my friends hug me, I know I am part of a larger family.  I feel uplifted, I feel believed in.

I have one sister, she is two years younger.  We have only started hugging again in the past couple of years.    We did hug each other a lot when we were very small.   As we grew older there were family dynamics at play that caused me to pull away from her.  It wasn’t until she went through her second divorce that she realized how much she needed me, and I was able to find a way that I could be her big sister again.  We don’t see each other often, but when we do, we hug.  We hug hello, we hug goodbye.  It is a reassuring type of hug, letting each other know that we are there for the other.  I look forward to her hugs.

When my son was eighteen, he was arrested.  It was Christmas time, and I was frantic and panicked.  The first thing I did was drive over to my parents’ house, in tears.   I came to them because they had been through the same thing with my brother many times.  They both hugged me long and tightly.  I could feel the fear leave my body, because their hugs told me that they understood what I was feeling, and that it was all going to be ok.   It did turn out ok in the end.  Again, everything is as it should be.   Even so, the hugs got me through it.

I hope that as you read this article, you are thinking about the people in your life that hug you.   The people who you hug.   What do they feel when you hug them?  I hope they feel loved.  I hope that when they hug you, that you feel all the sadness leave your body and in its place you are filled with love.

After all, Love IS the great healer.


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Talk given 4-27-14 -Peace Be With You -Second Sunday of Easter John 20:19-31

stain glass peace

Today is the second Sunday of Easter. It is a time to reflect on what the resurrection of Jesus means to us as individuals
and as a church body. The body of Christ on earth. When have you had an Easter experience in your life?

When I went to Congregational Leaders Workshop at Graceland University a few years ago, I took a class on healing ministries. This was a very untraditional class, I learned a lot about the energy present in each of us, the energy of the Holy Spirit and how to focus these energies on healing. As each day went by and my knowledge increased, the more I felt and believed in the connectedness of all creation.

I noticed as I was walking through the campus that people were smiling at me, and then I realized they were smiling BACK at me,
because I was walking around with a big smile on my face!
I could feel the energy emanating from me. The power of the Holy Spirit was with me as I learned and grew and practiced, and it could be seen and felt by others!

As time went by and I continued to practice the healing arts I had learned, and to focus on the path of Jesus in my life, I began to feel and understand His love for me and for everyone on the planet.

This love has become an integral part of my ministry. This type of love is the energy of the Holy Spirit, the energy that heals both mind and body. It is the energy that brings the wellness of the peace of Jesus into our lives.

I began to understand that the primary function in my calling to serve Christ and the church through priesthood is to affirm that love and peace.
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves you!

I have been teaching my granddaughter Samantha about Jesus.
I sing to her the song Jesus Loves Me, and also Jesus Loves the Little Children. I read her story books about the life of Jesus.

One day when she was visiting me, we were in the living room and I said to her ,” grandma loves you Sammie, and so does Jesus!”
And she stood there and said loudly, “Yes! Jesus loves me! Jesus LOVES ME!” She is getting the message.
Do you get the message?
Do you believe?
Please everyone stand up for a minute.
Thank you,
now shout it out with me,

Read John 20:19-31
This scripture describes for us what that first Easter was like for
those first Apostles. In this scripture are signs that Jesus gave
to show the Apostles that he really is who he said he was, their Lord. He greeted them with peace, he showed them his scars,
he gave them a mission that was the continuation of his mission.

He breathed on them, giving them the Holy Spirit to be with them,
as he had promised.

He returned again when Thomas was present so that Thomas would have the chance to believe as well, like the shepherd who goes after the one lost sheep.

Oh! He appeared to them with the doors shut! Who can do that?
He revealed himself so completely that Thomas recognized God in Jesus, as is stated in other scriptures.

John chapter 14 verses 8-10 teaches us: “Phillip said unto him, show us the Father and it will suffice me. Jesus said until him, Have I been so long a time with you, and yet have you not known me Phillip? He that has seen me has seen the father, so how do you say now show us the Father? Do you not believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me? The words that I speak unto you are not of myself, but of the Father that dwells in me, He does the work.”

John chapter one teaches us that “in the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God, and the Word was God, and through Him all things were created.”

The use of the word “Word” with a capital W is a metaphor for Jesus. It is teaching us that Jesus and God are one. This is what Thomas recognized when it became clear to him just who was standing before him. Jesus blessed Thomas for believing what he was seeing, then Jesus blessed all those who had not seen what Thomas had seen, but believed anyway.

He has put his blessing on our faith, because of our faith he has blessed us with gifts of the Spirit, calm in the storms, peace in our souls. And so much more. He promised that with the Holy Spirit, He would be with us always.

There was another time in my life…Looking at that time now, I can see that even though I had an Easter experience years before, once again I was feeling cut off, separated, abandoned. Broken. Like Thomas, I doubted Jesus was with me. But he was with me, in the form of the friends and family and church family who reached out to take care of me. I am truly… truly humbled and grateful, that even in my forgetfulness and disbelief, Jesus was there to love and heal me. This is the Resurrection in action for me in my life, that he felt MY suffering while on that cross, because Jesus overcame death and lives, I can fall down and be lifted up
again and again. My renewed faith that Jesus is always with me
was rewarded by the knowledge that He is indeed with me at all times. This was a true awakening for me.

It is part of my personal Easter story…that He lives! He lives in me! I hope that you can see that this is true in your lives as well.

Today’s theme is “peace be with you”. At the beginning of the service we sang Peace, Salaam, Shalom. Did any of you know that there is more to Shalom than peace?

True shalom means reconciliation, justice, responsibility, love, inclusion, completeness, wholeness, the breaking down of ethnic and social boundaries, for the world as well as within each person. For everyone and the earth, a physical and spiritual peace.

The Shalom of Jesus’ ministry was lived out in his life, death, and resurrection. I admit I only understand part of this. For me there is a mystery here. But I trust that as I keep going along the path that I am on, all things will be made clear.

John chapter 14 verse 27 reads:” Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you, not as the world gives, give I unto you.
Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”

I think this verse touches on the full and true meaning of Shalom.
When we use the english word Peace, let it mean Shalom. All of it’s meanings are reflected In the Community of Christ Basic Beliefs.

Doctrine and Covenants section 164 9b says:
9b. When your willingness to live in sacred community as Christ’s new creation exceeds your natural fear of spiritual and relational transformation, you will become who you are called to be. The rise of Zion the beautiful, the peaceful reign of Christ, awaits your whole-hearted response to the call to make and steadfastly hold to God’s covenant of peace in Jesus Christ.

Will you accept… that Jesus loves you?
Will you accept… that Jesus loves all people?
Will you accept… that Jesus has given you peace not as the world gives, but as He gives?
Will you accept… that He has blessed your faith with the gift of the Holy Spirit to move in and through your life?
Will you accept… His call to bring His peace to the world?
He loves you, each one of you, and accepting this call is our response to this great love.
It is meant to be.
And now,
Peace be unto you all.


Sowing Seeds


I haven’t written for a few weeks because I have been busy setting up my new online business as an Avon Independent Sales Rep.  My online store is http://www.youravon.com/susanhudson if any of you would like to shop and place an order.  This will be my income while I am waiting on social security, and will continue with it after that to supplement.

I have to give a sermon this Sunday, and the theme is Listen and Hear.   The scripture is the parable about the sower and the seeds.

I am having some trouble getting my thoughts together on this.  I have made some notes, and I know it will come together any day  now.  Contemplation has reminded me of being a single parent, and what kind of “seeds” I did or did not plant in my son.  I feel like I missed a lot of opportunities to instill in him a sense of spirituality as I understand it.  I was too busy making a living for us, dealing with a mental illness ( will write about that later) and just making sure he got what he  needed from the school.  He is dyslexic you see, and it was a battle getting him what he needed in order to learn.  And he also has always had a high  IQ, and this made him question EVERYTHING, even the teachers at school had to really be on their toes and he would know if you were giving some BS answer.

Anyway, I feel a bit guilty that I did not get him to church as much when he was a teen, or to camp.  In my life, having that made a difference.  I wanted that for him, but our family dynamic was so much different.  I was never prepared to be a parent much less a single parent and no help from his father.

I must say though, he is a fine adult, a great husband and a doting father.  He has found his own brand of spirituality and it is still evolving.  I know the Creator that I believe in is watching over him and his family.  He does let me take Sammie to church when I have her, and she loves it.  In addition to that I read to her from her toddler’s bible and other bible story books.  Right now she is fascinated with Angels, and she likes for me to sing to her about Jesus.  I want to make up for what I didn’t do with my son, by doing it with Sammie.

The thing is, it’s all different now.  When my son was a child, I did believe the Bible was factually true and that Jesus HAD to die for my sins to be forgiven.  Over the past 10 years, my beliefs have changed.  I now accept the Bible as an important book, as scripture, but not literal.  I tend to give more attention to the gospels and take the rest as metaphor.  I do believe in Jesus as a divine being, a part of God, perhaps actually as God, but I think he died for may other reasons.  I focus on the resurrection instead. I don’t believe in sin, I believe that the choices and mistakes that we make in this life are part of our learning process.

And what is it we are here to learn anyway?  I believe the answer to that is love.  It is all about love.  Nothing else really matters but that.  And this is what I want to get across to Sammie as she grows up.  That she is made of love, that there is a spark of the divine within her and in all people.  That we and God and nature and the earth and the universe are One.  I wonder how her life will turn out if she is allowed to grow up believing in these things, and being allowed to find her own way to a spiritual life.  I imagine a peaceful mind and a loving approach to life for her.  If I can help her find this, I will be satisfied that indeed ….she has helped me and I have helped her, as she told me it would be.