If you wish true health

If you wish true health then you must make the most heroic stand in your life: 

I refuse to bow to the slavery of the earth.  I am no indentured servant to man or woman, to any race that inhabits the earth.  I am no slave of the small mind.  I am no slave of my body.  I am not a slave.  I am a living god.  As living god, my power is endless and I am invincible.  

Practice that.  Practice that every chance you get until you believe it. And when you believe it, illness will never find you.

Raphael

How can there be problems when there is God?

How can there be problems when there is God?  It is the simple healing of the separated self that cures all. 
Who are you if you are not God?
Your Ganesha

When we speak of healing, we heal nothing

When we speak of healing, we heal nothing.  What we do is extract the thought, the permission, the seed of a lie, an impurity, an aberration.  To heal is to fill oneself with the purifying light of God, which is love.  It is also an act of awakening, a bringing forth of the soul, which is the seed of God within each body on earth.

Extraction of the electrical current that feeds a seed-cause is successful only with the food of love.  Love will still the condition.  Love will calm, love will remove the electrical charge of fear.  The small mind understand love not.  The heart mind is of love.  Healing, therefore, comes from a place few have explored, a place few are familiar with.

Delving into the heart mind evokes, brings forth and reminds us of our responsibilities.  The heart mind does not rest nor sleep in the past.  It is concerned with what every present moment brings it.  It says: I cannot wait to discover a way to love my way through this one!  In such a case, the small ego mind would raise ramparts of resistance and castles of denial, surrounded by moats of blame.  It is a rascal.

We are so concerned with how to do that often we forget that we do not understand everything here that is on Earth.  That is why God does not for us but with us.  We do our part as best as we know how and to the best of our abilities.  God does hers when we hand it over feeling joyful about our letting go.  We are about letting more God into our lives as our lives are becoming more of God.
Divine Mother

We would speak of healing

We would speak of healing… being well and wellbeing.

My child, would you have your life shattered and fractured that only pieces of your majesty might be seen?  So often so many do just that; reflect a prism of disjointed greatness, a piece here, a bit there.  And beneath it all screams the soul for expression.  We pray for guidance, direction, companionship, yet we hear not the still, small voice that whispers I AM, here, now, always and forever.  Even on our bed of mortal death we disavow the whispers into the silence of fear.  Your ego believes all would be well under your own human terms, but Spirit tolerates no terms, no barter or bargain. 

Rush through an experience; rush through a life, and what has been gleaned?  The rampant achiever will achieve an empty earth experience.  Sit.  Manifest inner peace that you might know.  Befriend and kneel before the throne of your greatest ally, your soul.  Wisdom is accrued through noticing and paying heed, paying attention.  You seek so for instant solutions!  Might we suggest a different way? 

Listen.  Walk into the depths of a forest and cry.  Empty the emotional body of pent-up resistance.  And child, surrender.  Place yourself into the hands of the Beloved.  Close your eyes, drink from the earth, sip from the sun, bathe in the moonlight.  Seek for quietude far and away from your earthly status quo.  The prison of sameness haunts the corridors of change, true change, letting go, the purification of the past.  The soul tolerates no binding, wrenches itself free at great cost to the physical embodiment.  The soul seeks for wellbeing, for the adventure of quality experiences that articulate as Love, Service, Compassion, Kindness.

Or would you prefer a life lived in the insatiable hunger the ego-personality would have you believe is heaven on earth?  Hell is a loud, rambunctious, uncaring, lower self-centered realm of consciousness; amnesia of the heart, anathema to the soul.  Life is a continuum of choice.  Why choose to live in a hellacious stupor?  Living, wellbeing and being well is such an offering.  But the price is change.  The currency is self-love.  Be healed, beloved.  By your own loving choices be healed.

White Eagle