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The Metaphysical Journal for Personal and Spiritual Insight & Discovery

This is our combined Nov/Dec Christmas edition. We take a look at Chief Seattle’s letter in an attempt to understand our place with God and on Earth. We also have the inspirational quote for the month. Card Reading – ‘Balance/Divine Teachers’ from ‘Ask Your Guides’ Oracle Cards. Striving Daily to Live Life with Meaning While Loving Your Neighbor. And Aesop’s fable.

Hello and welcome to another WhollyMetaphysical Communiqué.

This morning I was reading Shakti Gawain’s book ‘Return to the Garden, which is about her personal journey of discovery and her return to the garden of her soul and her connection to the earth. It is also about the possibility of each of us returning to our own soul garden and living life in a balanced and natural way.

Shakti is one of the shining lights from the eighties and along with her books and tapes played a significant role in my own transformation to living in the light.

Each of us as we make our own journey has to achieve a harmonious balance between our spiritual and physical self, and to learn that all things are connected.

In the chapter ‘Learning from the Earth’ she says, “…many of the ancient peoples, also understood their place as part of the great family of Earth. We can learn much by studying their ways and bringing forward those ideas and practices which can help us. Not that we need to, or can, return to the past, but within their way of life was and still is a great way of wisdom, which we with our vast sophisticated wisdom have lost. We must find that innate wisdom again, and use our technical knowledge, not to destroy but to enhance and protect the Earth.”

As a beautiful example of the great wisdom of the past, she sites Chief Seattle’s Letter. As I was reading this I realized that this is a wisdom we all need to reconnect with to strengthen our understanding of God in all Things, especially inside us, and that we are all one.

Chief Seattle’s Letter to All The People.

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The Metaphysical Journal for Personal and Spiritual Insight & Discovery

What’s in this publication: – This month we take a look at your contribution and how you conduct yourself. We also have the inspirational quote for the month. Card Reading – ‘Daniel’ from ‘Messages from your Angels’ Oracle Cards. Aesop’s fable. Communication Is the Master Key. About Commitment.

Hello and welcome to another WhollyMetaphysical Communiqué.

Here is a story I would like to relate, that I heard the other day. A contractor had decided he wanted to retire after many years of working and making his way. He had started his career as an apprentice to a certain builder and after several years had become one of his leading contractors.

He approached the builder and told him he wished to retire. The builder told him he had come to depend upon him over the years and that he had one more important job to do for a special client and convinced him to stay on and see this one through.

As had become the practice over the years the contractor had free rein to do the best he could and to supply accordingly. He started into the job with his usual aplomb, but after a short while began to think about his retirement and began to lose interest in the job. He began to cut corners and to cover up short fallings and went for lower grade fittings and fixtures—in general he had lost his interest in the job and almost begrudgingly only did enough to get by and complete the project.

The day came when he and the builder had an inspection and hand over of the completed job. The contractor received his payment and handed the keys to the builder.

The builder then told the contractor that he had had him build this house as a reward and recognition of a friend whose many years of valuable service and contribution had helped him to grow and succeed in his business…

He then handed the contractor the keys to house and wished him well in his retirement.

Rather than state the moral principles portrayed in this story, I am leaving it for you to reveal them to yourself, and to make of it what you may and how it relates to how you conduct your affairs.

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I received this beautiful story the other day and wanted to share:

It is not known who, but there is a beautiful soul working in the dead letter office of the US postal service.

Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey… She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I though we could so she dictated the words.

Dear God,

Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much.

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It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

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I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now,
a year from now.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson.

The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor.

When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.

‘We must do something about father,’ said the son.

‘I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.’

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.

There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. (more…)

A dear old friend recently handed me an aged, but neatly folded piece of paper that she had been keeping for a long while. She said it could be appropriate to share with our members. The following message was hand written upon it and we agree, so here it is.

I Wish You Enough.

Recently I overheard a mother talking to her daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, “I love you and I wish you enough”.

The daughter replied, “Mum our life together has been more than enough”. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mum.”
They kissed and the daughter left.

The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see that she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, “Did you ever have to say good-bye to someone, knowing it would be forever?

“Yes, I have.” I replied. “Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?”

“I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is – the next trip back will be for my funeral,” she said.

“When you were saying good-bye I heard you say, ‘I wish you enough.’ May I ask what that means?”

She began to smile. “That’s a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in more detail and she smiled even more.”When we said ‘I wish you enough’, we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.”
Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory….

“I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter may how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.”

She then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire life to forget them.