Sunday, June 12, 2011

Feeding Your Spirit!

In the quiet of a Sunday Morning I am listening to classical music.
What are you listening to?
Are you watching the news?
What are you feeding your spirit?
You get to choose what you will fill your cup with!!!!!!


Dump the garbage going on in your head...
Go On, you know you can do this.
End the drama.

End the feel bad and give yourself some feel good.
There it is oozing out of your feet into the ground.
There it goes from the crown of your head down through the body...all of the feel bad melting away...In it's place from the crown of the head comes the healing white light coming into an opening in the skull and melting it's way through the body and filling up every crevice and cell a pulsing glorious liquid light. Now, You have become a being of light transformed into a creature of the essence of God.
Now, glory in it!
Repeat after me.
Rev Diannia Baty

Think Truth!

Dear Friends...
I slept deeply and awakened refreshed knowing that spirit would flow through me and inspire me to scribe and share. I kept getting two words this morning to give to you...


The Temple of the Mind

The Temple Of The Mind...
Rev. Diannia Baty

You may not like hearing this but you choose your emotions. Yes! This means you are totally responsible for creating them. They don't just happen. If being angry or depressed works for you then go for it but if it doesn't and I suspect in most cases it doesn't, consider using your mind and tho...ughts in a new way. Be a deliberate creator of what is going on in your life.

Consider the mind a grand temple full of priceless information and a receptor of incoming information. You are a guard at watch over the temple. You send away anything that does not belong there. You open the doors and let some of the empowering information to go forth and bring about peace, joy, clarity. There is still more waiting behind the temple doors. In fact it is infinite.

Poem For an unborn child named Sire!

Rev. Diannia Baty
I wrote this to take to a baby shower today to honor
the coming birth of a boy child
who will be named Sire...I will frame and mat it!

...When you open your eyes upon this world
What will you see and who will you be?

As a spark of God you looked at being born and chose
This woman, named Adrienne to begin your life with.

To fulfill your purpose in life, you knew who your mother should be,
who your teacher would be and sent your spirit there.

You will be born knowing already what so many of us have to learn.

Your eyes will drink in all the beauty and wonder of this earth
And your thirst for knowledge will be mighty.

You come at a time when the world needs great spiritual leaders.
You come at a time when hope and knowledge of God is needed.
You come at the time of the way showers, healers, teachers and light bringers.

It is a time of great love and warriors of the truth of God.

You are special and as a divine piece of God, we welcome you.
And So It Is…
And So It Is…

Monday, June 6, 2011

Bath Time!

Rev. Diannia Baty
Today was bath day for my little Chihuahua...Hector!
He really doesn't care for the getting wet part but he really
likes the drying, scratching and oil rub part.
I clean his ears and give him a treat for being such a good boy for me.
Even if he hears the water running in the tub he will come when I call him with
...his ears down and moving very slowly. He comes right up to me to be lifted in.
I use coconut oil for his dry skin.

It is not a chore for me.
It is not something I have to do.
It is something I want to do.
Perception is everything!

Think about something you usually do not like to do
and approach it as something you get to do!
Be grateful for the experience!
Let the source wash over you and fill your cup
and be transformed.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Carolyn, I miss you!

Rev. Diannia Baty
Carolyn, I miss you!
This is about my dear cousin. I love her dearly. She has since passed over into the light. Breast cancer took her away from me. I taught her how to play and be silly again. Okay, I am going to tell on myself. We would drink carbonated soda and have burping contests on long trips. She would giggle like a girl and so would... I.
We took a drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway one day and at one of the stops there was a gentle rolling hill that had been freshly mowed. I dared her to roll down the hill with me We rolled down the hill at least a dozen times laughing all the time. We were out of breath and happy. She looked into my eyes and told me once again she loved me and there were tears in her eyes. The threat of death was not present at these moments. She was dying and we both knew it. We played until she could not play.
I was determined to squeeze all the moments of joy and happiness that I could during her final months. It is all about the living and not being somber and morose. Those silly happy times sustain me now and bring a smile to my face.
If you know someone who is going through something like this...celebrate life with them and find some joy. It is always there. Watch a three stooges movie with them. Play with the dog together. Blow some bubbles in the park. This is the only way to go as far as I am concerned.
She told me that she never though dying could be so much fun! I will never forget that statement or forget her.

The Donkey In The Well!

This is one of my favorite stories.
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally he decided since the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway, it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. So the fa...rmer invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed shovels and began to shovel dirt into the well.

All the other farm animals were very upset about this, because the donkey was their friend. But they discovered there was nothing they could do to help him. At first, when the donkey realized what was happening, he cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.

With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off, and take a step up on the dirt as it piled up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well, and trotted off!

The Moral of the story: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. But each trouble can be a stepping stone. What happens to you isn't nearly as important as how you react to it. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not giving up! Shake it off, and take a step up!


There are days when this big old world and the people in it get to me sometimes and I have to back off and get quiet for a while. These are the days when I want to get a cabin in the woods about 100 miles away from the nearest person or town.
It usually only lasts for a day and I come back to where I am supposed to be.
Then the next day someone will call and need prayer or has issues and wants to set up spiritual coaching sessions or desires a reading and I am back on track.

There are days when even for me meditation and prayer don't do the trick. I always ask God what is it I am supposed to know for my greatest and highest good and eventually the insights and the peace comes to me and I am off and running to the next place I need to be.

I have to honor the fact that what I do can be difficult at times and I need to do like I see my animals do and just relax and do mostly nothing for a while and clear my energy field and get grounded. Those are the days when I can be heard to utter...Peace! Peace! Peace! What better mantra could I have?

My room mate just gives me plenty of space and does her own thing and just a moment ago brought me a small bowl of ice cream that she said was really yummy
and went on her way. It may not seem like a big thing but it was. It was delicious and soothing and I was grateful for her gesture of kindness in the midst of a storm that is passing as I write this.

So to all my fellow spiritual light workers...I advise to take a day when the weight of the world and all the suffering gets to you and allow yourself to recharge and renew. You will come back stronger than ever. When I feel anger or sadness coming on and I just feel I need to tell the next stupid cruel person to kiss my grits,
I know it is time to just be with God for the entire day and night.
Peace, Peace, Peace!