better than okay pain-free and at peace; resting in Love. All is well -Karen Molenaar Terrell
“Become conscious for a single moment that Life and intelligence are purely spiritual, – neither in nor of matter, – and the body will then utter no complaints.” -Mary Baker Eddy (Science and Health, p. 14)
inside the twirling house in Wizard of Oz tilting and spinning around in circles without a pause scared and alone in the dark the walls and floorboards creaking and popping and then suddenly I’m bopping and hopping to Alison Krauss’s rendition of “I Will” in an irredescent bubble of joy and peace floating above the troubled rubble until it gets smaller and smaller and disappears into the nothing it is and I see all there is, or ever has been, is Love, and nothing can stop the joy -Karen Molenaar Terrell
Others talk of an admonishing god – a lecturing god, an angry and exasperated god – a strict father who gives eternal time-outs to his children in hell.
But I have the God I need – Father and Mother, smiling on me laughing with me protecting and guiding me through Life’s playground, taking my hands and swinging me and spinning me over the bumps until I’m laughing so hard with my Father-Mother-Friend that I have tears on my face.
I want to hibernate – just go to sleep until we’re all together again – only be awake for those moments when you’re all near. Maybe I can function while I sleep – look like I’m awake and appear to do all the things that society requires of me – until your return.
Or…
Alternatively, I could fill those waiting moments with love and joy – I might as well, right? And then when we all meet again one day around the family table I’ll have something valuable to share – I’ll be ready and able.
Storing away memories like a squirrel stores nuts before the winter cuts in They’re leaving soon so I’m storing fast gathering memories before they pass Walks around the block as we laugh and talk steaming tea in our favorite mugs curry soup and extra long hugs I tuck these memories into the safe places in my heart – stockpiling the memories for when we’re apart
-Karen Molenaar Terrell
“We think of an absent friend as easily as we do of one present.” -Mary Baker Eddy
For I am persuaded that neither times of the month nor times of the year; neither astrological signs, nor doubts, nor fear; neither what’s far away, nor what lies near; neither what’s in the past, nor what’s now and here; neither war nor pandemic, nor loss nor tears can separate us from Love and all that’s dear.
Come with me! Join me here in this place where I AM. Just there, beyond the five senses. A universe of Love. A presence called Life. A power called Truth. Do you feel it with you? Do you feel yourself baptized and immersed in this presence of Love? Come! Join me here!
I went for a long walk before I went to the dentist. I needed to escape from my head for a bit – to let my thoughts soar and let Life pour all its Good into me. I needed to take a break from the pain. So I walked out of my head and into the Consciousness of Good surrounding me, abounding all around me.
Swans and ducks sat in a green field by an old barn. The air smelled of rain and life. Children’s toys and bikes sat in a driveway, waiting to play. Dogs wagged their tails at me from inside their yard.
And I felt no pain at all while I was there outside my head.
So I stayed outside my head when I went to the dentist. And the dentist said: “Healthy teeth. Long roots. These aren’t going to fall down during a storm.”
And I felt Love with us as he filled in my long roots and the crown on my tooth and sent me home, feeling no pain.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell (Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
Swans in a field near bow, Washington. Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell.