Follow your bliss.
If you do follow your bliss,
you put yourself on a kind of track
that has been there all the while waiting for you,
and the life you ought to be living
is the one you are living.
When you can see that,
you begin to meet people
who are in the field of your bliss,
and they open the doors to you.
I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid,
and doors will open
where you didn't know they were going to be.
If you follow your bliss,
doors will open for you that wouldn't have opened for anyone else.

The Singing by Helen Schumaker

There is a singing underneath the world
That holds it up, and enters in behind
All twisted thoughts, and comes to set them straight.
There is an ancient melody that still
Abides in every mind and sings of peace,
Eternity, and all the quiet things
That God created.  Angels sing with joy,
And offer you their song, for it is yours.
You sing as ceaselessly.  The Son of God
Can never sing alone.  His voice is shared
By all the universe.  It is the call
To God, and answered by His Voice Itself.

They Wait by Helen Schumaker

I did not know Your Voice.  And what I heard
I did not understand.  There was a Word
In which was everything.  Yet all I found
In its immensity was but the sound
Of meaningless contention.  I passed by
A thousand waiting angels, And as I
Rushed along vain detours I did not see
The hosts of holiness surrounding me.
Yet I will certainly return.  For You
Have promised that whatever I may do,
Angels amid holy hosts will wait; the Word
will hover over me till it is heard.

The Greeting by Helen Schumaker

Say but "I Love You" to all living things,
And they will lay their blessing over you
To keep you ever safe and ever sure
That you belong to God and He to you.
What but "I Love You" could the greeting be
Of Christ to Christ, Who welcomes but Himself?
And what are you except the Son of God,
The Christ Whom He would welcome to Himself?

Quietness by Helen Schumaker

The world knows not of quiet.  Restlessness
Is its abiding law.  From there it goes
To pain and joylessness, and back again
To the unceasing restlessness on which
It stands, uncertain, insecure and frail,
Prey to illusions, victimized by guilt.
Yet quietness comes over it at last.
For when forgiveness comes, its certain gift
Is stillness, in which all the world is hushed;
A silence where the littleness of sin
Shrinks into nothingness before the Love
Forgiveness represents.  And in His Name
Is everone acknowledged as the same.

The Circular Way by Helen Schumaker

The transient things are not of God.
For He Creates like to Himself.  How can it be
That what the One Eternal calls His Own
Has but a little life, with breath on loan
And mortgaged unto death?  We seem to go
From birth to certain death, and do not know
What goes before or after.  Yet we tread
A golden circle, and are surely led
Back to the Source of our infinity,
To which we will return as certainty.

Mother Of The World by Helen Schumaker

Peace is a woman, mother to the world,
Whom God has sent to lay a gentle hand
Across a thousand children's fevered brows.
In its cool certainty there is no fear,
And from her breasts there comes a quietness
For them to lean against and to be still.
She brings a message to their frightened hearts
From Him Who sent her.  Listen now to her
Who is your mother in your Father's Name:
"Do not attend the voices of the world.
Do not attempt to crucify again
My first-born Son, and brother still to you."
Heaven is in her eyes, because she looked
Upon this Son who was the first.  And now
She looks to you to find him once again.
Do not deny the mother of the world
The only thing she ever wants to see,
For it is all you ever want to find.

Healing by Helen Schumaker

To heal it is not needful to allow
The thought of bodies to engulf your mind
In darkness and illusions.  Healing is
Escape from all such thoughts.  You hold instead
Only a single thought, which teaches You
Your brother is united with your mind,
So bodily intrusions on his peace
Cannot arise to jeopardize the Son
Whom God created sinless as Himself.
Think never of the body, Healing is
The thought of unity.  Forget all things
That seem to separate.  Your brother's pain Has but one remedy; the same as yours.
He must be whole, because he jouins with you,
And you are healed, because you join with him.

Song To My Self by Helen Schumaker

I cannot be replaced.  I am unique
In God's creation.  I am held so dear
By Him that it is madness to believe
That I could suffer pain or loss or fear.
Holy am I; in sinlessness complete,
In wisdom infinite, in love secure,
In patience perfect, and in faithfulness
Beyond all thought of sin, and wholly pure.
Who could conceive of suffering for me?
Surely the mind tht thought it is insane.
I never left my Father's house.  What need
Have I to journey back to Him again?

Stillness by Helen Schumaker

My soul is still.  It does not know the thoughts
My mind imagines.  It does not perceive
My meaningless endeavors, nor the goals
Of sin and madness in which I believe.
Immovable my soul remains, and sure
Of immortality, in peace so deep
That all the shocks I feel can not come near
Its limiless tranquility.  I sleep,
And dream of evil and decay and death,
Of which my soul knows nothing, Perfectly
It rests in its Creator and in me.

The Holy Relationship by Helen Schumaker

I am God's Daughter/Son, His Mother, father, "Friend",
His Sister/brother and His Love.  For all of this
Is He to me, and thus am I to Him.
The world is His.  And being His is mine.
My holiness extends from Him, to be
His holiness, by love complete in me.

For Sobriety (Life, God, Love).......Peace.

Willing to go to any lengths, by any means necessary.

Learn in Quiet by "As Bill Sees It"

In meditation, debate has no place.  we rest quietly with the thoughts or prayers of spiritually centered people who understand, so that we may experience and learn.  This is the state of being that so often discovers and deepens a conscious contact with God.  12 x 12, pp. 100-101

Cigarette Journal

Krysia - I am powerless over cigarettes and my life is unmanageable (by me).

I have a desire to stop smoking cigarettes.

I spent $1500.00 on cigarettes this year.  I don’t want to buy cigarettes anymore.  I had almost 10 years without smoking one cigarette.

God, take away the obsession, so that I may be free from the bondage of cigarettes.

I enjoy breathing.

One Day at a Time.

We are not a glum lot.  We absolutely insist on enjoying life.

We are going to know a new freedom and a new happiness.