By: Gabriela Yareliz I was doing a mini-course this week on the Commune platform by Koya Webb. She talks a lot about freedom, healing and she just seems so sweet and full of good energy. She said something during the course that I loved, which is the fact that we are each “creators not victims.”Continue reading “Creators”
By: Gabriela Yareliz I am cleaning up the hundreds of drafts I have in archive here. I found some gems. Quotes “If you take the long view, you realize it was a speed bump, not a dead end. What life teaches us over time is that if you wait long enough, lots of things thatContinue reading “Sunday Girl: May 30, 2021”
By: Gabriela Yareliz Today, I was reading the story of Rahab. It’s funny because we are all familiar with the story. Israel sends spies to Jericho to strategize how they can take the city and conquer it. Rahab’s home is in the very wall of Jericho. (Joshua 2:15) She is a prostitute who hides theContinue reading “After the Wall Fell”
“I am large, I contain multitudes.” Walt Whitman
By: Gabriela Yareliz I read something that I loved (and struck a chord with me) in Prayer in the Night, by Tish Harrison Warren. It was this idea that sometimes, we carry such deep burdens. There are times in life when we are drained to the core and can barely look up. Warren makes theContinue reading “Filling the Gap”
Someone today asked for advice— mine is: Always take the risk. Always. Even if it doesn’t seem to work out. Rest assured you have just moved closer to what will work.
Thoughts and quotes swirling in my mind this week are below. xx “I know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice? Only words, words; to be led out to battle against other words.” C.S. Lewis, Till We Have FacesContinue reading “Sunday Girl: May 2, 2021”
By: Gabriela Yareliz We are not only to abide in love. For if we are called to be like Him, we are called to be love.
Polonius:“This above all: to thine own self be true,And it must follow, as the night the day,Thou canst not then be false to any man.Farewell, my blessing season this in thee!” (Hamlet, Act-1, Scene-III, 78–82)
“Forgiveness to me is not me forgiving you. I don’t have any godly power. Forgiveness is a gift that I give myself because if I would live in hatred today, I would still be a prisoner, and we are the prisoners of our own mind. The concentration camp is in your own mind, and theContinue reading “Necessary Rage”