This message brought to you by the Universe!

Good Morning!

 

The people we meet in a day can be pretty interesting.

 

We need to understand that we are meeting people purposefully at the exact right time for a specific reason.

 

Whether it is the love of our life, friend, or even the guy who runs you off the road.

None of these meetings are by chance.

They have purpose.

 

They all have a message about you. They are a mirror for you, you are a mirror for them;

 

They are a way for the Universe to tell you your loved... .... or to be happy.... or shed your grief.... or move on..... or grow....or slow down...or be considerate...or be grateful...or be kind....be helpful....

Take inventory of the people in your day today, and look for the message...

Here is the thought for the day!

 

                                               The Mirror of Me

 In a dream I looked into a pool and what I saw was me,

But in a gentler version of what we really see.

 

I was then shown, this pool really does reflect,

Every one I chance to meet, in all things that exist.

 

As I go about my day, do I see the piece of me,

that lives in everyone I meet, in every bird and tree?

 

It’s hard some days to see myself in beggar and in thief,

In Gossip and in Poverty as I pass it on the street.

 

Compassion is the key, how would it be if it was me?

Would I hope to get a smile from everyone I see?

 

Or would I like them to scorn and scold me for my mistakes,

and pass me as so many did, leaving judgment in their wake?

 

Since I am a piece of God, and walk the Beauty way,

I must help myself up off the street and give encouragement away.

 

To give a smile.. … You can do It… I can understand,

I can help…what can I do…give a helping hand.

 

For in the ripples of the pool the reflection is You I see.

It’s hard to tell but I now know that you’re a part of me.

 

God has a Great Reflecting Pool, and as he looks Within,

In His Great Wisdom sees me inside of Him.

 

He treats me gently like a child, no matter what mistakes I make,

And all He asks in return is that I might do the same.

 

Marianne Goldweber copyright 2005

 

 

 

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber