https://www.chabad.org/library/article_cdo/aid/1409093/jewish/Why-When-Does-Reincarnation-Occur.htm
Interesting paralels with Hinduism and Buddhism here

Teresa of Avila was a Mystic and is a Doctor of the Church. God as the Sole Satisfier of human longing is one of the central teachings of the Discalced Carmelite reform that she and St. John of the Cross collaborated upon in the 16th century.

Let nothing trouble you
Let nothing frighten you
Everything passes
God never changes
Patience
Obtains all
Whoever has God
Wants for nothing
God alone is enough.

Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. 1 John 4:11 JUB • bible.com/bible/1077/1jn.4.11.JUB • t.me/IntuitiveSacred/173

I wished to ave a prayer day today but it wasnt a serene day
so this came to me
May the greatest prayers on behalf of the whole,
that i currently dont have words for
still reach your ears oh G’d the Everlasting Hearer of All
Loving Audur of all
Beloved Love of all
~
Let my responses today, being carried away by stress, let that not stay with me
through my life’s journey, let me rest in the calmth of your Love
and the power of your Strength
let me abide in the strength and in the love you put in me.
let me return to the light within light

¶ In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying, If any man thirsts, let him come unto me and drink. He that believes in me, as the scripture has said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.
John 7:37 - 38 JUB
bible.com/bible/1077/jhn.7.37-38.JUB
t.me/IntuitiveSacred/175

The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped; therefore my heart greatly rejoices; and with my song I will praise him.
Psalms 28:7 JUB
bible.com/bible/1077/psa.28.7.JUB
t.me/IntuitiveSacred/176

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bshuma
"In Mandaeism, the bshuma (Classical Mandaic: ࡁࡔࡅࡌࡀ, romanized: b-šuma, lit. 'in the name [of]') is a religious formula that is often written at the beginnings of chapters in Mandaean texts and prayers.[1][2] The Islamic equivalent is the basmala.

The full form of the bshuma is "In the name of Hayyi Rabbi" (Classical Mandaic: ࡁࡔࡅࡌࡀࡉࡄࡅࡍ ࡖࡄࡉࡉࡀ ࡓࡁࡉࡀ, romanized: b-šumaihun ḏ-hiia rbia, lit. 'In the name of the Great Life'), (Arabic: باسم الحي العظيم, bism al-Ḥayy al-ʿAẓīm).[3]

A simpler version is ࡁࡔࡅࡌࡀ ࡖࡄࡉࡉࡀ (b-šuma ḏ-hiia), which literally translates to "In Life's name."

As air was extremely toxic
And I was experiencing dying and losing my mind
The call to prayer sang out
And I realized:
God is greater than this poison.
And as I am created by God,
I am greater than this poison.
I am greater than this poison
And greater than the ones who made this poison.
I am greater than all this torture in this moment
And God is greater than all of it.
t.me/BlessTheVacuum/4601
t.me/AirQualityOwl/1135
t.me/IntuitiveSacred/180
t.me/IntuitiveSacred/188

https://www.bahaiblog.net/articles/holy-days-bahai-calendar/a-birthday-like-no-other-the-birth-of-bahaullah/

". The Manifestation of God never fulfills the expectations of the day, but He winds up vastly outstripping those limited expectations in hindsight, revolutionizing life itself."

"The birth of a person also forces us to contemplate whether it is really possible for a single person, no matter how great, to be “the hinge of history”? Is it actually possible for one person to change everything?

Nature itself provides an emphatic and moving answer to this question: yes. In the act of creating of a human, it is not necessary that all the cells involved make an equal contribution. Indeed, all it takes is one sperm cell out of the millions to fertilize the egg, triggering a chain reaction that brings into being, as if by a miracle, a new entity with potentialities that only heaven can know."

Zoals een hert dorst naar water
zo verlang ik naar U, o God
ik ben vastgeklemd in een strik
in het bos toen ik met rilde benen
wilde vluchten naar U: de boze
boswachter heeft de strik tussen
twee groene bomen gezet en ik
snoof water en strekte mijn gewei
en rende over mos en struiken naar
de levendige bron, maar mijn voeten
vielen in des bozen val en nu
hunker ik te meer, mijn gewei laat
van mijn hoofd los, mijn tong
schiet uit en mijn zachte ogen staan
ver, ik hoor de honden jagen achter mij
aan en de kraaien zwerven boven mij
om en ik hijg naar het echte water
alzo hijgt mijn ziel naar U, o mijn God.

- Lode Bisschop

For I know with certainty that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the coming glory which shall be manifested in us. Romans 8:18 JUB bible.com/bible/1077/rom.8.18.JUB t.me/IntuitiveSacred/185

via my friend Julie who received it via Lisa Fern
I call on Love to fill me with its grace
I call on Hope to never leave my side
I call on Wonder to keep me on my toes
I call on Courage to be my ride or die.

Shalom friend,
My friend, with all your sadness
our shared suffering
Losing our home, our land
Our place on this Earth
All feels so lost
And all that isnt yet lost feels so threatened

My friend, may I tell you something?
we, you and I
We have our home, our land
in our spirit: it is what makes us strong
and we have In our cells
Like a miracle that just keeps on giving

So our home, our land,
our ancestors their wisdom
Is inside of us
You (and I) are the miracle
We are the miracle that keeps on giving

Our home was Love
And we are Love
The Miracle is Love
And Love can never be lost
As it just Lives On

(So lets both live on
May the Love heal our bodies
our hearts and spirits
Amen)