Finding Your Mission. Discovering Your Passion. Making Changes Over Time. by Krista Marie Moore
Daily Miracle Message
Are you doing what you love yet? Do you feel like you have hope in the morning, meaning throughout the day, and gratitude at night? Do you rise up with purpose and feel a longing to keep going, exploring and doing all that you love?
This may seem impossible, a fantasy even, but I am here to tell you that it is possible! I am doing what I love, thank God (you can read more about that in How Your Mission Can Change Everything). However, it has been a process, not an all-of-a-sudden proposition. So don’t worry. You can figure this out. I have experienced many transitions over the last 20 years, all for the better, and slowly over time, my life has become absolutely in line with my true dreams and goals. And I’m still learning and growing! I never want that to stop.
That is what it can feel like when you do what you love. You don’t mind the slow-downs, hiccups, detours, dead ends. Eventually, you find your way around again, doing what you love. As long as you are pointed in the right direction, and keep putting gas in the tank, you will find more ways to explore each avenue of expression, each eager dovetail into phenomenal vistas that send your stomach swirling in loop-dee-loops. It is worth the price of admission.
What will it take to do what you love? You may have a family member or a partner to help. Or a side job, or a very slow transition time from your “normal” career. Or life may force you into a new positive change (through job loss, relocation or death of a loved one). Or you may do what you love on weekends, or on very long vacations from which you do not wish to return, or you may have an exit plan. Whatever way you decide to take, keep pointing in the right direction.
And what if you do not know what you love? It may not be obvious, or it may be right in front of your nose. There is some flickering flame of passion within you, some deep down desire. Listen to it. Explore it. Ask questions. Pretend that anything is possible. And then take the first step. It could be so micro – minuscule you hardly even notice. But it is a start! Like drawing a picture, or writing a note to yourself. Just keep going! And soon, you will be counting the days till your next workday, rather than your next vacation day. True work is play!
Doing what you love feeds your soul, elevates your consciousness, and often causes you to give love and service to others in a way that feels “effortless”. It could be something so natural to you you think it’s a sin to be paid for it. Like a hobby you’ve been stuffing in the closet, or think your “okay” at, but other people think you’re amazing.
Imagine your life differently. Doing what you love. Imagine that God wants you to be happy. Doing what you love. Imagine everything is possible. Doing what you love. And then, and only then, start living that way.
Daily Miracle Prayer
Dear God, help me remember what I love to do, what brings me joy and happiness, fulfillment and abundance. I am willing to change my outlook. I am willing to make room in my life for more of what I love. Make me accountable. Send me helpers to push me toward my dreams. Make them come true. Thank you, God. Amen.
Daily Miracle Blessing
Make room for Me. And I will make room for your deepest dreams. Pray to Me, and I will counsel you on what to do. Do not falter. Do not despair. There is a rainbow waiting for you. Give me your dreams and I will cause great miracles to bring those dreams to life!
The Miracle of Wanting Less and Loving More
God has changed me profoundly. I know this because my will is not my own. Although I still make choices, I do things more and more because it is the right thing to do. Either I have grown up, or God has worked a miracle on my soul.
In my old world, I used to call my work transformational. I accredited a lot of the pain and gain to myself, to my “process.” The self-help movement that I espoused brought me through many storms and heart-aches. I looked to myself both as cause and effect in some ways. Though I believed in God, I wasn’t sure if I was good enough for him. I would make strides, make changes, take big leaps, and fall big falls. I was courageous, but courage is not the same as wisdom.
In my new world, I’m walking across a bridge, from the land where I once played and performed on many stages – literally and figuratively, to a new land where God is guiding the way, where I don’t always play a significant role. Still, I feel the best I have ever felt, doing what I love behind the scenes.
I used to get excited by a new “gig,” the praise of a co-worker or boss, an honour at school, or a day off. Now I feel like a secret Santa on commission to make someone feel better. I stop to ask someone how they are, to console someone whose father is dying, to make a new friend, to help with the unpopular tasks of cleaning a kitchen or microwave, to attend a meeting for a social cause.
These little acts of kindness and care bring great rewards. They aren’t external; they’re internal. Truthfully, they’re not about me at all! They come from feeling the love from others, a simple smile or thank you, and sometimes nothing at all. Just a quiet prayer to God that “all is well.”
A quiet ride home contemplating the blessings of that day brings joy to my heart and contentment to my soul that I hadn’t experienced until I first surrendered as I walked across that bridge to my new home.
Joy and laughter come from a heart fulfilled, filled with moments of care and carefree play with children or my dog.
I am camping out in the land of God. He fills every place with his essence; his whispers to be patient; his nudge to smile; to sing, and to send our love into the world.
I didn’t do this myself. I didn’t transform by an act of will or self-knowledge. God changed me and continues to mould me in a way that I can still be who I am, without all the pain and suffering. I am working for a new cause, one that is not my own.
The rewards are higher than any prize. As God works on me, I work with God. We make a great team. He causes me to love; I am one small spark, a twinkle in his eye. I get to light up the dark spaces and bring others along for the ride.
God has worked a miracle in my soul. If he can do it for me, he can do it for you as well.
Is it possible to transform your life, attitude and understanding in such a way as to feel overwhelming gratitude?
This is what has happened to me. After trying to forcibly change my circumstances for years and finding myself at the same point as I began, I realized God was trying to awaken me – not to reject the life I had, but to embrace it, feed it, nurture it and love it.
Many years ago I inherited a garden. But I was not in any way a gardener. In fact, I was the most neglectful and unappreciative person imaginable. I justified this by saying I was not the gardening type. I had other plans. I was busy inventing more important things to do and dream of. My own garden took the wrap and much of it did not survive.
After suffering from depression and seeing the misery I had inflicted on my garden as the perfect mirror for my attitude about life, I decided to get some help – other gardeners who could help me tend to it, and they taught me so much. At first, I resented the work and joked around about it like it didn’t matter. But as I saw it transform, and as I learned that it was not as hard as I thought – and that even when it was hard it was soooo worth it, I began to live in a different land.
Welcome to my garden. It is the product of much work, love and care. It began with helping hands and has been tended, redesigned and evolved into my own loving work of art. Beauty represents my new life. The gratitude I feel for living, and for tending God’s creation with reverence and awe.
I dwell in a paradise on earth of our own making – I was given the raw materials: tools, people, a chisel, and sculpted this from the earth. God provided all the trees and bushes and flowers. I planted and pulled weeds, stared, rearranged, and watered a lot.
And now I feel that I am a new creation as well. God planted me, and he worked a miracle in me, to turn what was dying into something new and beautiful. Something kind, gentle and soft; and also, strong, majestic and lasting.
Thank you, God, for sharing your garden with me. I hope I have done you proud. I feel overwhelming gratitude for the life bestowed onto me, and for the work I do. Thank you. And thank you for the loved ones who have loved me along, and sculpted, along with you, my character into something closer to you. Amen.
If you are in need of a new garden, a new lease on life, begin by asking for God’s help. He will either send you people, tools, or the will to decide to do things differently yourself. Whatever way you go, begin now. And each day, each season, you will see where you are growing into where you want to go!
“Tell the Truth” From A Daily Book of Miracles by Krista M. Moore
Daily Miracle Message
Coming into your light is about being honest with yourself, others and God. In order to do that we must tell the truth. It can be hard to speak the truth sometimes. We are afraid of hurting people’s feelings, of rubbing people the wrong way. But when we tell the truth with kindness, from our hearts, we cannot truly hurt anyone. We are coming from a clean feeling, and it is freeing.
Daily Miracle Practice
Begin with yourself. Go into a quiet place and get closer to God, to that quiet still place where you know who you are. It is not easy to hear yourself when other people are speaking!
Take a deep breath and release any tension down through the bottoms of your feet. Get connected to the ground. Then breathe again, and again, deeper each time. Until you begin to feel a a little lighter, a release and a calm… Breathe deeply and feel into your vibration, into your heart. What are you feeling right now?
Be honest with yourself first. You can begin by asking yourself good questions: Am I being who I want to be right now? Am I being honest with myself, or am I doing or saying what others want to hear?
Give yourself some space. Stay in your own energy long enough to get comfortable being who you are. Then you can learn to express that gift to others in a way that does not cut them off, but clears the way. By being honest with yourself first, you will feel more clear and grounded. Then you can decide what you most want to express. Before you decide to express it, you may want to ask yourself, What is important for me to say right now? Is this the deeper truth, or just a temporary feeling, an emotion that is surfacing that needs my attention and healing?
Another thing to ask is, do I really need to express it to this person right now? Or can I deal with it on my own, or with a friend? Perhaps you have a kind listener who can hear your feelings and hold space?
There are many ways to express, and many ways to listen. Find yours. You could take a walk in nature communing with God and the angels, or listen to classical or uplifting music, or draw or paint, or write it all down. Maybe writing a poem is how you find the truth and come to express who you are. Be creative. It doesn’t have to be a big drama! Unless you want it to be. Then make it great. Make it your own. Do it with grace. Do it with style.
Daily Miracle Prayer
Dear God, help me to express my self truly. Is this true for me or is this someone else’s energy? Help me to discern what I feel right now. Clear my heart and mind and help me express my truth with clarity, wisdom and Love.
Daily Miracle Blessing
I am here for you. You can speak to me anytime. You do not have to wait untiil you have it all figured out. Come to me first. I will clear the way. I will you speak the truth with love.
When Love Comes in Unexpected Form. From A Daily Book of Miracles, by Krista M. Moore 2019-20; Photo Credit: Love & Compassion, by Krista M. Moore, Peru, 2018.
Daily Miracles Message
When we love, we want to love with all our hearts. With all our soul. With all our minds. But the world can do just the opposite to us: we soon discover love is not a four-letter word, it is a force that moves us upside down. It can take everything we thought was valuable and make it meaningless. It can pull the wool over our eyes and make us love what is not even there. Love can make us victims and can cause us to betray our selves.
This kind of love is the love we feel in the world. It is not the kind of love that saves us, it is the kind that empties us, shatters us, and leaves us with wounds to heal. We have all suffered love and the loss of it – our hearts like holes, empty, our minds wandering desperately to find it, our heads defending us against it.
But what is love? What is this love that sounds more like an enemy than something to lean on? How can we trust it if it leaves us, deceives us, or is not love at all?
That is the question: What happens when love comes in an unexpected form?
This world is full of deceptions and illusions. It takes a lot of skill and discernment to see through it, to learn the difference between God’s Love and what the rest of us feel most of the time.
Relationships on this earth are often misunderstood. They are roles we play, and none of us play the same way. Each one is different. Some are variable and go up and down, separate and come together again. Nothing stays the same.
But God’s Love is real. It does not change. It is simple. It does not go away. It can be counted on. Its form may vary, but its message is the same.
If you do not feel that the love you are sending or receiving brings you greater peace, insight, clarity, joy even, then you must question this love. The source of this love may be the mind and the body, not the soul, not the Spirit.
It is hard to hear this message while we are in the body. We want human love to be true. We want to love no matter what the cost. But real love shatters our illusions, it reveals them to us, it blesses us while even causing pain. It does not destroy our hope, it offers it to us, asking us to give up our suffering, our fears, our illusions.
If we choose God’s Love, human love takes a different shape. We may have to compromise, but we never lose the true Love underneath.
To give God our Love means to give God our life; it is to let Him take all our relationships and make them good, or to remove the ones that are not for our Highest Good.
To let go of love and receive God’s Love is a holy cross we have to bear if we are to know true happiness. To give up the world’s version of love is the most painful process, but once we realize that God’s Love comes first without condition, and moves through us, we can relax and know that we are safe. We do not have to choose one form or another. We can remember to love unconditionally as we have been loved.
God’s Love is more than enough. It means I can accept whatever is happening, even if I cannot have what I think I want at this moment. I will still face difficulties, challenges. I will still suffer the consequences of being human. I will sometimes lose, as physical love is always temporary.
At the same time, I know that God’s Love is Higher, it is softer and brighter. It will carry me forward. It will illuminate all suffering and save me from disaster. It will be there when I die, and when I awake in God’s presence.
Whatever form this Love takes in the world to teach me, I accept this Love with all of my heart, soul and imagination. I mourn the death of human love that does not last. I ask only for God’s Love, and to heal my fear of loving imperfectly while I am here.
When love comes in one form or another, I wait. I breathe. I pray. I ask God to help me discern and navigate. I say,
“God, make me a channel of your Love. Make me see. Let me not be helpless, but full of the Love you have for me. Let me be that Love for others, the Love that we all seek.”
Daily Miracle Prayer
Offer us Love, Father, when we have lost our way. This world is filled with illusion and suffering. Even love can cause this, especially love or lack of it. I pray for your peace. To shield me from a love of lesser form. Show me your Love, complete and unconditional. Make me a vessel of this Love for the world. Amen.
Daily Miracle Blessing
Be at peace and know that I Am Love.
“Have no fear of them, for nothing is covered that will not be revealed, or hidden that will not be known. What I tell you in the dark, say in the light, and what you hear whispered, proclaim from the housetops” (Mathew 10:28-29)
My random opening of the ESV Bible today, a new spiritual practice, revealed knowledge and wisdom that encouraged and uplifted me in my new quest not to hide the truth, but to proclaim it from the rooftops. In a secular world, especially in an especially “progressive” Canada, that is no easy feat.
I am reminded not to fear or worry what others think as I proclaim the Gospel in 21st Century North America and beyond. I figure I am not alone, though it sure feels that way sometimes.
Spreading light is easy if it’s the usual “self-help” or “new age” variety. But as soon as you use the word, “Jesus”, “Christ” or “Bible” you are in for advanced cynicism, curiosity or criticism.
I’m alright. Based on today’s passage, I’m in good company.
After my whirlwind trip to Peru, including bus trips, planes, trains, deserts, oceans and many-layered beds, I was anxious to return to my place of rest, my sanctuary called home.
When you travel, coming home is the best part, and the hardest.
When you leave home, you are excited by what you are going to see and do. For me, I was excited to visit Cusco, Peru and meet Carmen Munoz of Centro Nanay, a centre which helps young girls who have graduated from local orphanages to re-assimilate into life.
I was also anxious to visit the far-flung villages in the mountains, and bring good cheer and broken Spanish, with lots of hugs to the children, and pet lamas and alpacas by lakeside market stands.
Before I went, I longed for adventure, transformation, inner purification and love. We experienced much of that: the bright lights of the Cusco nightlife, foreign and familiar foods, too many visits to the cash machine under local guard, and just faint touches of churches and monasteries; warm beds in a cold winter room staying with a local family…
Divine lights in the moon temple during meditation and angelic sounds; remnants of a lost civilization with entrances and exits neatly marked for a burgeoning crowd. There was nowhere that I truly “belonged”, for I was in someone else’s territory. Nothing in my blood carried the signal of fellow free man or slave, those who carried the weight of the world in Inca days.
There was no time to truly immerse, as we were on a mission to see all the sites, while also finishing our Yoga Teacher training program.
After all, I was a Canadian white girl, let’s face it. I knew very little Spanish, and I had a good if not naive heart. I engaged, I planted seeds, I travelled and then I longed for return – for there truly is no place like home.
Coming home was about the heart beckoning back why I left in the first place. Did I get what I was looking for? Did I return with answers, with a true heart, a mission to continue what I started, and to remember what I just faintly became aware of?
And more. I remembered my self – my true self, not the one I hoped for. Not the one that climbs rocks and trees and tries to prove herself, and wants different for different’s sake. But the one who appreciates what she has, and who she is, and who loves just the same.