This new club is called ‘Children of The Creator’.
To become a member of this exclusive organization you are required to always conduct yourself in Love and Forgiveness. You must interact with all people with Peace and Harmony. You must constantly express Gratitude and Appreciation to all of creation. You shine with Joy and Thanksgiving. Your infectious attitude of Joyful Expectation and Excitement is contagious to all around.
‘Children of The Creator’ are a mixture of all ethnic groups and social classes, of all sexual orientations, of all political parties, of all religious beliefs and philosophies, of each segment of society.
‘Children of The Creator’ exhibit their worthiness with extreme care. They understand and over-stand the Presence that resides in them at all times. This Presence is their protection, counselor and guide.
‘Children of The Creator’ membership is restricted to those individuals who are willing to resist the temptation to react when people show up that do not know who they are; when people seem to test your higher consciousness; when events occur that make you wanna holler.
‘Children of The Creator’ members are aware of their gift of Life. They know and respect that Life is a free gift from The Creator. Each member celebrates the dawning of a new day full of opportunities to express genuine satisfaction of being ‘in’ a new day.
‘Children of The Creator’ is now in the process of open enrollment.
During a recent traveling adventure, as I was making my way to the gate to catch my flight I had the opportunity to make a difference in someone’s life.
At the Atlanta Airport there is a train system that transports you to each gate and to the other terminal areas. The train appears every two minutes or so. When the door is about to close there is a recorded message announcement that warns you to step away from the doors and then the doors close.
So there we were, all finding a rail or overhead strap to hold unto as the train was about to leave that particular location. Suddenly a Near Eastern family of four; a mother and three children, a young girl, a boy and a baby in a stroller approached the train. As they were about to get on, the announcement came on warning the passengers to step away from the doors. The young boy along with his mother and baby sibling were able to move back. But the young girl was caught on the train! As we left this stop I saw the look of terror in the mother’s eyes. It is a look I will always remember. It reminded me of a scene from a movie or news broadcast because the look certainly conveyed that the mother felt she would never see her daughter again.
I was standing at the rear of the train behind several rows of people in front of me. As we approached the next stop and the recorded message announced the train was about to stop, I excused myself and made my way to the front where this young girl was standing, shaking with fear. I took her hand and told her I would help her find her mother. The others on the train asked me if I were going to get off. I was surprised that the question was even asked, someone needed to offer their assistance to this child.
The girl’s name is Nadatolia and she is nine years old. I placed my hand on her shoulder to offer her comfort. She was trembling. We talked and stood there waiting for the next train to arrive. As her mother and siblings got off the train they ran to Nadatolia and hugged her. We all caught this train and proceeded to our respective destinations. The mother kept looking at me, thanking me for helping her daughter. She shed huge tears of relief as she embraced her baby! I was thankful to have helped this family and I simply smiled at the mother and said you are welcome. As they got off the train I reminded Nadatolia to keep up with her family. She smiled and they got off the train together.
I joyously celebrate this day which is the anniversary date that my granddaughter, Deja Tyson, made her physical entrance into this world. She embodies the wisdom of the Ancestors and has proudly demonstrated this. She has been a teacher to most that have had the opportunity of meeting her. She simply uses her gifts and goes about her business doing what she does.
The summer she turned two, I took her and my grandson on a road trip across the U.S. We spent two months traveling, stopping in several states to visit with family. People were amazed when they discovered she was not two yet because she was speaking in complete, logical sentences. She was paying attention whenever someone would ask how old she was. My response was she will be two on August 2nd. So after awhile when the question was asked she would answer the person and they would just smile. Out of the mouth of this little person came the answer, “I will be two on August 2nd”.
Deja is intuitive, artistic and creative. She demands the best from herself at all times. Her parents feel she puts too much pressure on herself by doing this and to date she continues with expecting the best from all her actions, especially in school.
At age six she joined me in hosting a group of twelve dynamic sisters whom I had gathered to discuss our collective efforts in creating a better society. She helped prepare the treats and was given the assignment of greeting each lady as they arrived. When the meeting started she was actively involved and included as introductions were made. Little did I know that as the meeting progressed she was sitting there taking notes from the discussion! Her minutes were complete and accurate! Be mindful of what you are teaching the babies as they emulate what you are doing.
Celebrate the life of those little ones today, perhaps your own children or grandchildren. Celebrate their unique gifts to the world. Help to enhance their creativity. Help them by showing them a better way. Do not allow foolishness to be their only experience.
While my mother and I were having a discussion, she asked me a question that I am still pondering. She asked what I thought could have happened to the many abandoned babies fathered by our military men from previous wars like WWI and II, Korean, or Vietnam. She said so many were probably outcast by their communities as being half breeds or whatever term one would use to describe a person not of full blood of any particular race. She knew some of the military men that were responsible for new life overseas that had to leave them behind when they returned to the United States. My mother said that they would be grown now and with children or grandchildren of their own. She just wondered how they felt as they grew up without their American fathers. Could this be the cause of so much global social unrest? Is the current state of affairs the result of what American military men did while away fighting a war to protect their country?
So often we fail to look at our contributions to disharmony. But what about these babies who are now grown men and women. What did they experience as children of absent fathers? Fathers, some of whom may not have even known they left a pregnant woman behind. My mother said she heard of special places for these children where they were outcast from their original families. They were abandoned twice, once by their father and next by their family of origin. To think on the reality of this and the possibility of it, is worth time to ponder.
The children may have grown up thinking where is the justice in this situation that I had no control over nor was involved in. These same children may have grown up filled with hate and anger, or with feelings of despair, non-acceptance and isolation. How did we, as Americans, deal with this in the past? Did we attempt to resolve this issue? Did we turn a blind eye to this situation? Do we dare recognize its possible existence now?
Wellness is emotional, physical and spiritual. How is your level of wellness today?
I allow myself to release all nonessential emotional baggage. I carry a light load of Happiness and Joy. My bags contain only essential items of Love, Harmony and Cooperation. I pack my bags with Compassion and Mercy. I carry an amble supply of Gratitude and Thanksgiving. My bags pass all the security check points.
I am physically fit and improving daily. I exercise my body to be flexible and adaptable to life’s requirements. As I sit I stretch the muscles in my legs. While I type on the computer I tighten and release my neck and shoulder muscles. I rotate my head and feel the tension release. I roll my shoulders and enjoy the relaxation to enter this area. I walk as often as I can. I breathe in the awesome air and allow it to circulate in my body. I reach towards the sky giving Thanks and exhale as I bend forward. I receive the breath of The Creator circulating in every cell in my body.
Daily I devote time to my spiritual evolvement. I pray and relax. I meditate and give Thanks. I am divinely guided through my meditations. God speaks to me as I become still and know I Am A Child of The Most High. I read and enjoy inspirational literature. I seek Knowledge through feasting with other like-minded individuals. Together we encourage, support and love each other to higher and higher levels of consciousness.
My Wellness increases and expands daily. I give my undivided attention to my own Wellbeing knowing that as I take care of me I am giving my best to the Universe.
The trilogy of success – thoughts, words and actions.
Thoughts are the dances in our mind. Is balance created by your thoughts and goals? Do you dance with grace and ease allowing the gentle flow to consume you totally? Are you in rhythm to the beat being played by the orchestra?
Words are the song we sing out loud. Is your song soothing and encouraging? Does your song inspire and uplift others and yourself? How would your song be classified; Blues, Country, Smooth Jazz, Rock and Roll, Rap, or Alternative? Has it hit the Top 20? Who wrote the words to your song?
Action is the careful coordination of the dance with the song. Is your partner in sync with your movements? Do you blend into a single entity? Who is your partner?
In the dance of life I choose several partners. God is always my constant Instructor and Counselor. As there are different dances and songs I choose my partner accordingly. In a Waltz I move slowly and gracefully with this person. Perhaps this is my life partner or significant other. We glide about through life sincerely appreciating the moves of each other.
In the Jitter Bug I find my social connection. This person loves to perform wild, outlandish dance steps. This is the person with whom I can let my hair down with, the one who I can be crazy with.
As I Cha Cha Cha, my partner is my business associate. We learn various steps together, always encouraging each other and learning together. We are dancing together, then apart yet always coming back together. We swirl as one.
I find Balance in my life. I dance joyfully as I sing my song of Love, Life, Peace and Happiness. I have learned to perfect various steps in the movement of life.
Our children be they grown adult children or newborn babies are precious gifts. God has given the parents the task of caring for these precious commodities. They are our precious cargo.
It is also the duty of the Village to care for our babies. In times passed the elders of the community willingly and willfully aided in the care of the children. But something changed and you can find these days elders who are not prepared to help with the youth or elders who are not so willing to assist.
Our children are precious gifts even when they do not behave in a precious manner. It is still our responsibility to help care for the small children. The community must return to a state of knowing that each must take a role in creating the vision we have for a better society. The village elders have the wisdom and skill to assist. However they must be welcomed into the role as a respected and valuable entity in the raising of our children.
Do you volunteer in your community to serve the youth? Do you have an hour that you can donate to the well being of the youth and the community? There are children who go astray because of the lack of concern and attention given to them. It will not take much if every one helped and aided the youth in their respective communities. These babies deserve our attention and love.
Our precious cargo may miss the opportunity of learning the correct history of our culture. How did your fore parents get to the United States? As most of us that live here have migrated from somewhere else, do you know the history of your family? Can you share that history so the rich heritage is preserved?
I thank God for the children. I thank God for my role in helping to encourage and strengthen them. I thank God for a community of folks who willingly give freely of themselves to improve the lives of our Precious Gifts.