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My dear friends, we love you so very much.

As you learn to surrender your worries, your fears, and your need to know how everything in your life must work, you release your spirit unto God, and you make room for miracles to unfold in your life. Your spirit dear ones is free. Your spirit is free to focus upon anything it wants but your human mind has a a tendency to hold on to beliefs, ideas, and patterns of thinking that limit you.

God is all that is. God is unlimited. God contains within his heart every soul upon your planet and those that span the cosmos. God can see solutions to your problems that you cannot possibly imagine. God can see possibilities for your life that you wouldn't even dream about. God's solutions seem miraculous only because the human mind cannot conceive of the elegance and interconnectedness of His plan for your lives.

by Seth

“Suppose you had everything you have always wanted for and in your life. How would that feel? Suppose you had all the money that you want. How would that feel?

Suppose all things only worked out your way for your highest good. How would that feel? Suppose you were able to create anything in any way at any time. How would that feel?

My dear friends we love you so very much.

There is within each of your hearts a desire to rest for you work so very hard. And yet many of you feel that rest is unproductive and that you are never going to get things done if you allow yourselves the time to play. Play dear ones, in balance, is sacred. Play frees your mind and elevates your spirit. Play gets your mind out of the way, enlivens your heart, and gives God a little room to work in your lives.

God breathed life into you. Now what do you do with it?

Are you content to stay caught up in the dramas of your life, fighting to get yours and to hell with whoever gets in your way? If so, it's not surprising.

Life’s a giant stew that we’re all helping to cook. At least, it is by those who care what they eat. And right now, that stew isn’t tasting so good.

Few I talk to these days are happy with the state of affairs in our world. Standards of living are slipping with a middle class in jeopardy. Fears are being tweaked at every turn. Government is unresponsive to those in need, and seems to be more concerned with the interests of those with influence than the greater good of our nation or world. War is taking the lives of our youth, not to mention those of countless “insurgents” who fight against

by Barbara Marcianak

"The ultimate tyranny in a society is not control by martial law. It is control by the psychological manipulation of consciousness through which reality is defined so that those who exist within it do not even realize that they are in prison. They do not even realize that there is something outside of where they exist. We represent what is outside of what you have been taught exists. It is where you sometimes venture and where we want you to dwell; it is outside of where society has told you you can live."

by John Dennison

Fred Flintstone said it best. "WILMA!"

Wow. Thank God our house was built well. Because it seemed as if all hell was unleashed this past Monday. Her winds threatened to suck out our front door about midway through her fury. Luckily Shadow graciously relinquished her choke-collar so I could chain the door knobs together. The house across the street wasn't so lucky, as we discovered later.

Have you ever been through a hurricane? It’s not enough to keep one eye glued to the weather for a week, hoping against hope it will go somewhere else. It leaves you feeling really guilty, because you know if it doesn’t hit you, it’s going to hit someone else. That’s something I find very hard to do. And so beneath my breath I kept up this running dialogue with God that if it was to be our time, then so be it. Even while praying that it wasn’t.

Did you ever lose a filling, and spend all day probing the cavity with your tongue? It's almost impossible to leave it alone. That's the way I've been with what I'm seeing in our world.

And you know me. I just see things a little bit differently than everyone else.

Everywhere I look I see people going through the same old paces, caught in a rut until something comes along to shake them out of it. Like a death or serious illness. Or maybe a natural disaster that turns their life upside down, either directly or by tweaking their heartstrings with pictures of suffering plastered on the airwaves.

Hurricane Katrina cut a nasty swath through South Florida, but it was nothing compared to the devastation I'm seeing in New Orleans and southern Mississippi. What a mess!

Such stories of human tragedy seem to be coming more frequently. It wasn't so long since the tsunami rolled through coastal Southeast Asia. Not to mention the hurricanes of last year in Florida, terrible mudslides in California, wildfires in the West, and countless other events of human suffering. And that's not to mention the untold horrors we inflict upon each other.

I was thinking about all the dislocated people. People without homes. People without food or water. People without family, or at least the ability to know if they’re still alive. People without jobs to go back to, or money in the bank, or much of anything with which to rebuild their lives.

I don't know about your part of the country, but it is HOT here in Florida. And it's not just the temperature. As a New York lawyer I spoke to this morning said about his visit to Naples last week, "It's like a sauna down there!"

These must be the dog-days of August if the best I can do is talk about the weather. To boot, I can't even feel good about wanting to kick back and hit the beach. With the kids in school two weeks now, it wouldn't be right to go play while they're hard at work.

So what's this got to do with you?

God’s turning up the heat on us all. And the weather is only a small part of it. The temperature's rising, and our world's starting to boil.