The Lifting of the Veil

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I realized this morning,how wonderful it is to just be alive.The very breath we have been given is Sacred.It is indeed a time to celebrate our blossoming...to get excited about finally Knowing.Our awareness is expanding...we see what we have never seen...The Truth is shining brighter than ever before.The veil is really lifting. Of course there will be chaos...there will be confusion...the transition will reveal what we have not wanted to see.But there is no turning back.It is inevitable that what is false will end.Illusion can never be True.What is not real,will not last. I sit writing this ,calm in the knowing...that all is on schedule...The great Time we have all been waiting for has come.We should not fear the incredible change that is about to take place...If we believe what we say we believe..Then All will be well..and a New Day will begin. Stephen {parkstepp} parkstepp@gmail.com--Google+ FaceBook--Stephen Parker Here is a link to my good friend Nelda,who has written a wonderful book of poems based on "the Course in Miracles". I think you will enjoy her work.Please visit... http://neldajramey.webs.com/
  • February 11, 2012 9:13 am

    Tomato History: From Poison to Obsession

    Americans may be in love with tomatoes today, but the relationship got off to a rocky start. During Colonial Times, we wouldn’t put a tomato near our mouths, let alone try to eat one. Folklore had it that if you ate a tomato, its poison would turn your blood into acid. Instead, the colonists grew tomatoes purely for decoration.

    Origins and Travels
    We came around in the end of course, but the tomato bandwagon was almost full before we jumped onto it. Native peoples in South and Central America, where the plant originated, didn’t have any misapprehensions regarding the safety of eating tomatoes. In fact, some sources claim that they regarded tomato seeds as an aphrodisiac. The French name,pomme d’amore, or “apple of love,” suggests that they agreed, though some experts suspect that the name was a misunderstanding of the Spanish “pome dei Moro,” or “apple of the Moors.”

    Good read…It is a thing I am going through..LOL…Learning the history of what we eat….

    parkstepp