Remembering Infinity

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“Motherly” Love

Happy Mother’s Day to all who unselfishly nurture and care for others—just as any mother would.

Happy Mother’s Day to all who unselfishly nurture and care for others—just as any mother would.

On this Mother’s Day, as we think about, acknowledge, and honor all the beautiful souls who have brought life into the world, I’d like to express my gratitude and appreciation to all women—and indeed, the sacred aspects of femininity that exist everywhere!

Whether or not they have physically conceived, carried, or given birth to a child, there have been countless examples of blessed beings (both men and women) who have embraced what many perceive to be expressly feminine or so-called “motherly” traits. These often include such virtues as empathy, compassion, acceptance, and creativity. We see examples of this every day—when people (and even animals) care for, nurture, and share unconditional love with others.

I’m reminded of a pond near my home where a large goose has, for several years now, taken on a role as protector of many young ducklings. The goose, who is clearly not the progenitor of these youngsters, follows them and their mothers around, keeping a wary eye out for would-be predators and fearlessly warding them off. Although the goose is not a mother herself, it has quite unselfishly taken on such a role. To me, this exemplifies the finest qualities of motherhood and unconditional love.

It’s important for us to understand that, although our physical bodies may reflect a certain gender, we humans are most spiritually balanced when we embrace and honor both our Divine Masculine and our Divine Feminine sides. This simply means that we can allow ourselves to freely express whichever aspect is needed and most appropriate for a given situation, regardless of any preconceived notions about gender or any perceived societal role.

For far too many millennia, humankind has denied, persecuted, subjugated, and suppressed the feminine. This has resulted in a patriarchal modern society where women and the Divine Feminine must struggle to find equality in religion, government, industry, community, and even family. Although much progress has been made, particularly in the past few decades, it’s high time for all women—indeed, all human beings, to step forward in their power as Divine, Sovereign Individuals. All must be free to become the highest expression of themselves, regardless of gender.

So on this “Mother’s” Day, I’d like to recognize and honor not just all the moms out there, but the beautiful spirit of “Motherhood” that beats powerfully in the hearts of so many others. Whether you’re a grandparent, parent, aunt, uncle, or any other caregiver, it doesn’t matter if you are male, female, or someone’s biological mother. If you’re caring for someone as any mother would, you serve as a shining light and nurturing example of all that is right in the world.

Motherly Love. It isn’t just for mothers anymore!



P.S.: Thanks, Mom!

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Remembering Infinity: Thank You!

Thank you to all my readers!

   Thanks so very much to all of you!

Upon my return from a recent “break” from writing, I was amazed to discover that my one-year anniversary with WordPress had come and gone.   I could hardly believe that much time had passed since I had written my first post!  As I looked back on that time, it occurred to me how much my life had changed for the better.  I felt extremely humbled and grateful for these changes—and indeed, for all of you.  For you are the ones who have made this experience possible and I consider you all to be a part of my “online family”.

Several years ago, when I began my search for “eternal” Truth in earnest,  I often thought about many of my loved ones who had passed away—grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends.  It seemed that with nearly every new discovery I made, I’d recall one of them and wish they were still here in physical form.  I missed being able to call, drop by, or take some time over lunch just to talk with them about all the wonderful things I was learning.  I desperately missed having the opportunity to sound them out—to find out what they thought about things.  It also struck me as being quite sad that so many of the past stories, ideas, and observations they once shared with me were already lost to the ravages of time and my fallible, human memory.

It was then that I began to write what I thought would be a collection of my own thoughts, experiences, and suggestions for living.  My intent was to one day share these with my son, perhaps in book form, so he’d have some remembrance—something that he and perhaps even his children could hold in their hands.  Something so they could read what I had experienced or pondered and written in my own words.

It never occurred to me that such thoughts might have a broader appeal or generate any interest at all from anyone outside my family, until an online acquaintance commented that she greatly appreciated a number of thoughts I had expressed in some emails.  She suggested that I share them with others by starting my own blog.  Since I had been following a number of websites and blogs myself, the concept wasn’t exactly foreign to me—but I hadn’t given much thought to developing one of my own.

As with most other things, once I decided to give “blogging” a try, I dove headlong into the project.  I was amazed at how quickly things seemed to come together—the theme, the focus, the graphics, and my overall vision for what I hoped to accomplish.  I was doubly amazed at the wonderful response and outpouring of encouragement and support I received from so many others—people I didn’t even know!  In the brief period since July of 2014, I’m so pleased to find that I’ve not simply attracted folks who are interested in my writing, I’ve actually made friends.

This morning it occurred to me that I should do something to commemorate the first anniversary of my blog.  So today I wanted to thank you, each and every one of you, for visiting, sharing your very kind words of encouragement, your ratings, “follows”, and “likes”—and most especially for sharing a part of your life with me.  I’m deeply honored and grateful that you’ve decided to spend some of your valuable time here.

As we move on to a new year here at Remembering Infinity, please know that I intend only the very best for each of you and that I deeply appreciate and look forward to your continued sharing.  May you find all the Peace, Love, and Light your heart can hold—and as we move along Life’s path together, know that I am always right there with you in Spirit, every step of the way!

With Love,


PS:  And to my wonderful soul friend Grace (from Amethyst Road and The Earth Plan) who convinced me to give this “blog thing” a try, from the bottom of heart I offer you my most profound gratitude.  This post is especially for you!

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Remembering Infinity: Blank Pages

The fresh, blank page or canvas in front of you isn’t the insurmountable challenge you may think it is.

The fresh, blank page or canvas in front of you isn’t the insurmountable challenge you may think it is.

This post is dedicated to my friend, “Bookworm”.  May she find the inspiration she needs to become the next great sci-fi/fantasy author!

Blogging has been an interesting experience for me.  Through the discovery of many like-minded people here at WordPress and other blog providers, I’ve had the opportunity to explore, learn, and express myself through the simple exchange of thoughts and ideas over the Internet.  I’m consistently amazed by the inspiring creativity of others—and it’s wonderful to be able to engage people from all over the world in such a constructive and meaningful way.  While I’ve only been blogging for a short time, I’ve come to know a number of truly special people and I’m grateful to find that I consider so many to be my friends.

Now that I think of it, I can remember as a child, when my mom would write long letters to her “pen pals”.  These were long-distance acquaintances with whom she would exchange letters or photos in the mail.  Many of her pen pals lived thousands of miles away—in other parts of the United States and sometimes even in other parts of the world.  Back in those days, a letter could take at least a week or two to make its one-way trip, so correspondence was extremely slow by today’s standards.  Many now take instant electronic communication for granted, since that is all they’ve ever known, but I can truly appreciate the speed with which we may all stay in touch today.

While our modern communication methods are indeed terrific, I’ve found that blogging does have its challenges.  The one I seem to be facing lately, I like to call “Blank Page Syndrome”.  While this affliction may be better known as “Writer’s Block”, the challenge is still the same no matter what one may call it.  As much as I may want to write, I’ll sit down, pencil and pad in hand (yes, I still write my drafts the old-fashioned, low-tech way) and stare at those smug, blank pages.  I’ll typically begin to write with hesitation, sometimes a sentence or two, perhaps even a paragraph, then I’ll find that I’m completely dissatisfied with what I’ve written.  I’ll try again and again, often in fits and starts, only to wind up with two or three pages of eraser-scrubbed, lined-out gibberish.   Many times, I tear the pages off my pad, crumple them up, and toss them away in frustration and self-disgust.  How can it be that, at some times, the words flow forth with ease and fluency—and other times not so much, if at all?

So to my online blogging friends and the faithful few who follow “Remembering Infinity”, please know that I’m still here, reading and appreciating your creative posts, commenting and supporting where I can, and seeking inspiration wherever it may be found.  I’m not letting “Blank Page Syndrome” get me down, for I’m sure that many others experience it too—and I’m sure it’s only a temporary phase for all of us who are so afflicted.  I simply take it as a sign that my focus is meant to be elsewhere for the time being and work on some of the many other things that seem to require my attention.

If you’re a fellow blogger or an aspiring author and you find yourself staring at empty pages or a vacant computer screen as I’ve been doing lately, take heart.  Know that you’re in good company and you’re not alone.  There are lots of us out here in a similar situation and state of mind.  So don’t be discouraged…and above all, don’t give up! For this too shall pass. The fresh, blank page or canvas in front of you isn’t the insurmountable challenge you may think it is.  Just consider it to be the birthplace of the world’s next great masterpiece—and get started on it!  Before you know it, you may be surprised to find that the words have begun flowing through your pencil, pen, or your keyboard with the force and momentum of a mighty river.

Hey, would you look at that? I think I may have finally written something that’s worth sharing.  Will wonders never cease?  I suppose I’d better get this posted right away—before those pesky second thoughts get in my way!

With Love,


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