Miracles do exist, my life proves so

Miracles do exist! I am Miraculous Michelle.
2/23/2010 7:46am PST


Good Morning!

Where there seems to be a planet that is giving up hope on so many situations, here I stand maintaining my truth in that I still believe miracles do come true every day. Each day we can set an intention for our day to be caused in motion by the guiding force of what our heart's determine to be the most pressing goal for the present.

When I awoke this morning, my feeling was to put out there an inspirational note to remind people that my life is a representation, as is yours, that I am a miracle. I have defied the odds of so many adverse situations that have come across my life span, yet still I persevere. As Maya Angelou, Ph.D. would recite in her poem , "And Still I Rise". Yes! Thank you Mother Father God for this amazing life that I call miraculous.

When we find ourselves in the midst of teh anguish, the fear, and the painful recovery of what feels to be the dark shadowy times of life, right there in the most unique way, were many opportunities for us to be blessed in our spiritual growth. When we see these opportunities as what they are, opportunities for an expansion of consciousness, rather than as a separate or enemy-like victim problem, we then can experience the miracle.

I said on my Facebook page, that I would speak at length on my experience of growing up as a child survivor of suicide. On St. Patrick's Day of my 9th Grade year of Junior High while living in the Panama Canal Zone, where I grew up during the second season of my childhood, my Father,bless his heart, committed suicide by jumping off a bridge in New York.

He had a chemical imbalance termed Manic Depression,which is now called BiPolar Disorder, and had suffered from episodes of depression, and extreme highs, and lows. I imagine when he decided to stop taking his Lithium prescription, for as he journaled that it made him feel like he was dead, he made the choice to end his life. He was a magnificent, and highly intelligent person, full of life, love, and connected to everyone, and everything in the community. I attribute many of my positive qualities that represent my loving, artistic, and positive seeing the glass half-full qualities to my Dad's loving role modeling.

How Daddy's suicide impacted me has required many years of intense self-introspection, and self-reflection on reprogramming my subconscious mind. One of the reasons I began to study the philosophy of The Science of Mind,for a search for metaphysical spiritual practices, was that the preface is that when you "Change your Thinking, You Change your Life" - Ernest Holmes, Ph.D.

I discovered that I was not to blame, nor was it that I did anything to deserve losing my Father, for any lack of love, or not being worthy of his love. It was difficult to speak to anyone on the subject of his suicide. When you are 13 years old,and your friends come to visit you, or ask you when they see your Mom always picking you up at school, where is your Father, you're not going to come out, and say, he killed himself. Years of shame, guilt, and self defeating expresed itself in my life of not feeling that I could fully play full out, the dynamic person that I have evolved to become. I often played small, diminishing my light, out of fear of not being received, understood, or wanting someone to like, or love me.

How it showed up, was that I often displaced my void of missing Father into the relationships of the men that I went into relationship with. I had been abandoned by Daddy, so how else could I seek that love missing in my life? After a series of relationships that all taught me the power of standing in my Truth, holding my integrity for my principles of my ethical standards, and to honor myself as the Goddess that I truly am, it has given me a sense of knowledge, power, and centeredness that can never be taken away from me. This is a miracle in of itself.

I never fell to becoming addicted to drugs, alcohol, or to engaging in some sort of hurtful activity that would further abuse my temple, and allow me to go deep into a jail of misery. The freedom in allowing my heart to expand more fully into my relationship with God as my Heavenly Father, Jesus as my role model of how to love,and trusting the Holy Spirit, as my Divine Father, has been a wonderful experience.

It is a conversation that most people find taboo, or avoid out of shame, but I'm knowing that through that experience of living through that experience, in my Father's death, I have gained, and found one of the greatest gifts I could ever receive, a closer relationship with The Creator.

When my Father committed suicide, I was too young to understand the depths of what would occur in my consciousness of how I would allow that situation to impact my deeper awareness of my strength of my miraculous destiny. I discussed this with some other people who have had the experience of losing a Father at a young age. Each person has a different experience of being raised without his presence.

I have had the tremendous opportunities to grow from a feeling of being separate from Creator for example: issues that appear as an illusion of abandonment, low self-esteem, lack of self-love, and the disconnect that comes from feeling that there is a missing piece in your life.

At this time, I create miraculous blessings, I do not go into a story of victimhood. Most people are shocked when they learn my personal story, but I usually only share it when I feel it is necessary to assist as a tool in healing, or when someone I love is experiencing depression, or the feelings of separation, that I can empathize, because I too was there, and know from my Truth how ti feels.

Today my friends, I stand as a representative that miracles do exist. My life is a miracle. The fact that I still have joy in my heart, when I wake up everyday, and feel that life can be as beautiful as we want to experience it to be in conscious thought is a miracle.

I create my own miraculous wealth for my commitment to my spiritual community in spreading the gospel of Truth, Love, and doing so in a joyful, positive manner as the miracle that is expressed in the life known as me, Miraculous Michelle.

How can your life testimony be shared an example of a miracle? I invite you to share your heart if only for a minute today in love, to let someone know how miraculous you are.

I welcome people to discuss with me their experiences, and to add comments to this page. Your life matters, and your miracles make a difference.

Blessings be.
And so it is.
Amen. Ach'e!