My Children are Blessings of God: Rewritten from March, 2005



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What is it about them that presses my buttons so much and can bring me such joy all at once? They are soldiers, spiritual warriors waging their battles with life just like it was from the beginning as they opened their eyes for the very first time and struggled to take that first breath.

They were so tiny and in need of every little thing to be done for them. So fragile and yet so vital to overcoming such odds since the beginning of their conception. Their gaze is illuminating, and little smiles can make the most complex heart melt into puddles, just like on the heaviest rainstorm of your imagination.

I never knew fully how they came to be who they are. I never really before took a second look. I only knew they came into being; they grew, demanded, and got what was wanted purely with the idea that they could not do for themselves, and so, therefore, they needed me. They looked up to me. I was the warrior queen and the protector of all universal hazards. I could ease the pain of a broken heart with one touch of ice cream, and suddenly this warrior queen they called “Mom” had brought about world peace and calmed the stormy seas.

Each one has delivered to me a message beyond my comprehension. Each one has given unselfishly of themselves and asked nothing except provision and protection. They are Gods and Goddesses in their own right, and each has created exactly what was supposed to be.

My son Jayson David has the strength of a warrior king. He knew and knows the value of standing up for what we believe in. He did it so eagerly and with such grace. He never questioned the loss of mortality in this lifetime. He only used the weapon of his determination to get where he desired to be. He came against all odds and many persecutions to be the man he was, and in spirit, still is. His laugh was contagious, and a person could not help but be “light” in his presence. He knew the scorn of his peers, yet he treads on, even if it meant death, for the end of the mortal body was much better a pill to swallow than the death of the soul. He brought “soul” to this planet, and with a soul, he still lingers to witness the injustice that took his life. He would give the shirt off his back to a friend in need, and if they asked, he would willingly give his pants too. That was Jayson David; that was his way.

Christina Marie is a willful young lady with eyes as deep as muddy pools. Her soul carries the stripes of Christ from a very young age. She bears anger in her spirit yet tempers it with humor and tenacity to get where she desires to go. No one comes against her and wins. She is a warrior queen, and she sets her mark on those that endeavor to take the life from her. She stands as tall as the mighty oak but bends softly to experience the tenderness of a small puppy she fondly calls “Blue.” Her heart is strong but can be broken so easily. She shows the battle scars of what life has done to her, yet the victories of how she overcame all the advancements of society she wears as her crown. She is a messenger of Goddess and takes no less than the best that life can give. She scorns all who would steal from her and yet understands their weakness to take that which is not for them to take. She is Christina Marie; she knows the value of standing in her powerful being, and because she is WHO she is, no one will attempt any longer to overpower her.

Sherry Lynn is sweet and kind. Her gentle innocence graces the room the minute she walks into it. Her light is soft and kind. She gives with no limits to those who are hurting and in need of nurture. She loves deeply and fully accepts all who come her way. She is Goddess personified, and her beautiful flashing blue eyes are the rays of hope to all who are lucky enough to be included in her living space. She warms the weary soul and holds her hands out to all who need to be lifted. She is wise beyond her years and her tears have watered many a garden which has sprouted new growth and continues to do so everywhere she goes.

Keith Charles is quiet and deep. He is soulful and righteous, along with talented and charming. He holds the gifts of artistic flair as a breastplate against the world of academics. He is not mainstream; he is the main line. He knows the value of a great hug, yet the tender soul that gives his love through his art still seeks them for himself whenever he is able. He is focused on the world around him with a heart that touches the animal kingdom. He is there for them, nurtures their being, and brings humor to humanity. He is often afraid but never shows it. He is brave and a warrior of peace upon the planet. He wages no war, only manifesting peace with the air of innocent dignity. He grows as the willow, constantly bending and riding with the tides of the earth.

Sarah Jenine laps up life for all it is worth. She takes in everything that is good and holds it dear and close to herself. She quietly journeys the winds of time and steadily steers her craft through the torrential storms. She thirsts for knowledge and writes about her life and her experience. She dreams of who she is and where she desires to go. She is an angel of hope to those who pass her way and teaches the discipline of academic achievement, and finds in it, her bliss. She is blessed to be called the “giver of life,” as her name states that she is, for she gives life to all who cross her path by the silent prayers she deeply keeps to herself like a treasure waiting to be someday opened. She alone holds the key to this box. She alone has held tightly the dreams, prayers, and visions of better days to come. Her optimism is complete in the greenness of her eyes, for she fruitfully grows everything she plants.

They are my life and my salvation. They who have looked to me for life and protection are the treasures and the gifts of many lifetimes, bringing their grace to me from sunrise to sunset. I have stood tall and often weak before them. They have seen, and they have learned. Each one is a piece of my soul and a part of the story I tell.
Their eyes were always watching. Their hearts were always learning, and now they are my heroes, my breath, and my existence. They hold the keys to my spirit and spill out the wisdom of life through their actions, dreams, and struggles.

Thank you, dear ones, for coming into my life and for choosing me among all women to be the one to bring you forth during this lifetime. Your teachings have been so valuable to me. Your love has been my lifesaver.

Loving you from here,

Dr. Rev. Jenine Marie Howry, Ph.D.

**Edited and re-written from March of 2005, copyright Jenine Marie Howry

I Am Making Some Changes to My YouTube Channel!

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My YouTube channel AND Instagram feed are going through some much needed changes to reflect new things that are coming! For one, both media are now called “Prosperity Lifestyle Magazine”! I know it is very strange for a YouTube channel to be called a magazine but there is a method to this crazy madness!

I want everything I do to reflect the spirit of positivity in the lives of those who watch my channel, read my blog, or hop onto my Instagram feed. I will still deal with issues I feel are important and relevant to the time we are living in. After all, we need to navigate the rushing waters of this day!

My content always reflects issues regarding our body, mind, and spirits. Sometimes I add some practical advice and others some spiritual or metaphysical guidance. Regardless, I know I am heading toward a new expanded path in my journey. I can’t wait to see what is next!

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Racial Tension Back in the Days of Integration in Schools: My Own Experience

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A person would have to be hiding in a cocoon to not see the racial issues that have been going on in our world today. Some things are hard to watch, others endearing, and some inspiring. As I think about racial events taking place in our country, I am reminded of a saying coined by an old black slave preacher as told by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., “Lord, we ain’t what we oughta be. We ain’t what we want to be. We ain’t what we gonna be. But, thank God, we ain’t what we was.” Dr King was almost magical in how he passionately spoke.

My story from back in the 70’s during school integration and busing is a bit different than the ones we hear and see on television today. I really was not sure I wanted to write about it, but how could I not? In the early 1970’s I was in Junior High School. Some call it “Middle School”. For the most part my memories are good ones. School integration and busing children back and forth, on the other hand, was not an easy issue in those days. The idea was to place black children in primarily white schools and the other way around. The concept was a good one. I know the intention was to promote equality in education and experience.

In my area, Oakland, California, it was often an angry situation on both ends, white and black. I believe children are socially taught ether by society or parents. Children are not born with a sense of prejudice. It is a learned behavior. During the integration days the parents were ticked off, outraged and down right nasty about it all. Not everyone agreed that integration was a good idea. Since the parents were so angry, the kids were as well. According to my experience, what we had was a whole load of angry black teens getting off buses met with a lot of angry white teens who felt they were invaded. A mess is what we had. That leads me to my personal experience.

Let me give you some background. I was a shy little girl who evolved into a shy teen with light blonde hair and obviously white. I had my small group of friends and that was the extent of my social interaction. I was not really even allowed to date at the ages of 14 and 15 but that did not mean I did not try! In fact, a lot of black boys were very attracted to me, and probably more outgoing than most of the white teen boys I went to school with. The problem with that was it made the black girls extremely angry at me. So, what usually occurred is a lot of prejudice and anger slung in my face; and I mean right in my face. There was one girl who made it her personal goal to say something racially angry at me every single school day of my life. It usually consisted of “There she is, that pretty little white girl with her nails, and make up and cute little self thinking she is all that”. It was followed by angry looks, sneers, threats of violence, and some comments by her group of friends that all seemed to back her up whatever she did. If a teacher saw it they usually just told her to get to class.

I never said a thing to her. In fact, usually my friends would just ask her to knock it off, mentioning I never did anything to her, or any of them. I only went into my locker, exchanged my books, got to class, dressed for gym, tried my best, and kept myself quiet. I was not afraid, but I felt very very hurt. I never let it show but when I was at home in my bed at night I cried constantly. I could not stand the thought of facing it one more day, but I did. I faced it for two years of my life, all the way to graduation from Junior High.

Then we came to the day where yearbooks came out and we were all anxious to get that week over so summer can start. After summer a whole new world of High School was in front of us. I was walking down the hall with my friends as usual only this time I was carrying my new yearbook. Of course, here they came, my little group of mean girls  and their ring leader. The meanest one looked at my yearbook and asked if she could sign it. I think my friends mouths must have dropped to the floor. I had no idea because I never turned my back unless I had a destination. Onlookers were probably even more astounded because I handed it to her and said yes. She did sign it. Before I could read it one of her friends asked to sign it to. I agreed. She read what the other wrote and immediately turned to her and said, “We are all graduating. Now why do you want to go and say something like that in her yearbook?” I just stood there while the other girl began to write in my book. Her name was Pam. I will never forget it. You see, she used to say mean things to me as well, but I never returned a sound to her. I expected to read things I really did not want to read from either of them. Yet, when I went off to get my ride on the bus I read them both. The first mouthy girl wrote something mean and hurtful, but not Pam. Pam wrote the most kind expression of good will to me that I had heard or even read since the whole school issue began. I really don’t remember the name of the other girl or her other group of  friends. It was a long time ago.

You see, we might not remember names but we certainly remember actions; especially ones that hurt us. We also remember the actions of those who are the most kind. Sometimes we remember their names too. Pam had written, “it was great going to school with me and she wished the best for me in my future”, then she walked off. I went my own way as well.

During those angry days of integration, I don’t think any of us younger people really knew why anyone was so angry to be mixed together. As for me; all I wanted to do was to be kind to everyone and have them all get along. I remember wondering why it was so hard. You see, I really did not mind having diverse people bused into the same school. I just did not want the heartache. Here it is 2020 and I still remember those days like they were yesterday. I refused to have anger or hatred for anyone because of their ethnicity. I certainly don’t want to come off like I was some sort of saint. I know I have never been that. Honestly I did not know what to say because it felt like it would not matter. Then there were the angry faces all bigger than me and more intimidating.

I will say this though, “Wherever you are Pam, I love you. You healed my heart that day”. Writing this is not about blame. I’m a little more bold now, as you might tell. I guess writing this is to say that racial issues and prejudice go both ways. The hurt is the same because we are all people. I wonder why we have such a hard time seeing when one person is affected, we are all affected. I suppose had I provoked some of it, I would feel I should be sorry, but I didn’t. I was judged by the color of my skin and my obvious light blonde hair. I was not someone of extreme privilege at that time. I came from a broken home. I was broken at home and broken at school.

I’m crying now. I’m sorry our country is struggling so much with this and has for so long. I am an empath; I feel literally everything. I’m sorry people judge one another by the color of their skin. I’m sorry slavery happened. I’m sorry we never seemed to understand. I don’t want to generalize but I will say that there are more of us who just want peace than those who don’t. There are more of us who pray for understanding than those who don’t. There are more of us who just want what is right than those who don’t. We just need to be more like Pam and be peace makers and heal. It takes way too much more energy to hate than it does to heal.

Loving you all from here,

Dr Jenine Marie Howry, PhD

Citation: King, Martin Luther, (2014). “A Promise Unfulfilled: 1962 MLK Speech Recording is Discovered”. https://www.npr.org/2014/01/20/264226759/a-promise-unfulfilled-1962-mlk-speech-recording-is-discovered

 

New Blog Title! “Life Lessons by Jenine Marie”

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Hello to everyone! I love that you are my subscriber! Having you read my blog is such an honor! This blog has finally gone over 900 viewers. I want to make it 900,000! Or even more! In the meantime I am changing the title to “Life Lessons by Jenine Marie”. I feel this title better suits who I am and future projects I have in mind! I hope you don’t mind the change! I want to keep you dear and near to me!

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This Too Shall Passover

 

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All things in life will pass away, such as time, seasons, and even lives. On this Passover Day my thoughts wander to all of the things I would like God to pass over. They are the things closest to my heart and my personal as well as collective concerns. At this moment in time, we are all affected by the virus that has snuck up on us and ripped through the world like a wildfire out of control. It is only as it appears. God is always in control of everything, including wildfires and viruses.

Yes, we appear to be limited. It’s only an illusion. Our everyday routines, and some things we are used to have changed, but life is the same. We are thriving. Yes, I know, people are dying. I feel it very hard. We don’t have to be an empath to feel the grief the virus has caused but as an empath it is so much harder. We feel literally everything. Thank God! Some of us have to feel because many don’t. We need empaths in this world to be concerned for those who don’t or can’t feel the depth of things.

God wants us to feel His love at this time. This includes the depth, height and width of His love.  I can hear Him saying, “I want you to know you are loved in such a vast way and in a way you could never completely understand at this moment in time.” His love is perfect, and divine providence is a perfect design. Yes, even for those who have passed away due to the virus and what it has done in our world. All things pass away but the love of God remains forever.

To be bathed in that love on this Passover Day is the very best we could ever hope for. To receive a resurrection of life in days to come is even more than we could even think of asking for. Yet, we should ask. “Dear God, give to me a resurrection in the next few days. Please pass over me when it comes to the worldly things and destruction and allow me to arise with your glorious Son! Place me with your Son at Your right hand and allow me to thrive in ways I never have before. You are my peace, my love, my life, my passover power! Show me that power beyond the next few days and gear me up with shining armor of life and love. I love You Father God, my Creator, my first love and my life!” Amen.

What is it you desire God to allow to pass over in your life? Close your eyes and consider the depth of this answer. Know you need not have just one answer but anything that comes up for you. God is waiting for you right now. He is with you through the hard times and will remain the same through all time.

Loving you from here,

Dr Jenine Marie Howry

I’m Here During Difficult Times…

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It’s almost like we were stalked and pounced upon. Suddenly the coronavirus came on the scene and thousands of people started to become ill. (Are you tired of hearing the word coronavirus yet?) I heard today this week things are expected to worsen before they get better. I know it is not something any of us really want to hear. I try to keep my sense of balance and sense of humor. I’m sure you are all doing the same!

As things become challenging I want to remind you all that I am here! The amazing thing is I can already talk to you via phone and offer my services like I always have, but this time I am taking $20 off my usual hourly fee for spiritual directional counseling. This also includes practical guidance too! I have found we can’t divide one part of us from the other. We are always body, mind, spirit.

For the next 4 weeks from today my services will be discounted as a way to do my part in the efforts to give comfort, guidance, and relief from stress during these very unusual times. (Being out of work is a stress in and of itself!) I can address most things in life, so please don’t hesitate to get in touch with me and pass me along ! Blessings for your good health and well being!

As always I am loving you from here,

Dr Jenine Marie Howry, PhD

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The Gifts

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Some things in life seem so little but mean so much. Even with all of the junk that goes on in our world today, the true human heart always rises above it all when love abounds. Whatever you do, don’t take anything in this life for granted, especially when it comes to those closest to you. We are but a whisper in time on this planet and then we are gone. When we are young it seems like so much time is ahead. Yet, the older we get it feels like time begins to wind down. Make time count, even with little things.

When I was in grammar school we made tie clips for our Dads for Father’s Day. I love those school made gifts, don’t you? I remember when he opened it. His face lit up like it was the greatest thing he ever saw! I think I was about 8 years old. Later in life he passed away due to lung cancer. While looking through some of his things the first thing that stood out to me was that tie clip! Dad kept it all that time! I think by then I was in my 30’s. I still have it. Every time I look at it, I tear up. It obviously was a gift that meant a lot to him to save it so long.

Some things might seem insignificant but the love and thoughts behind them certainly are not. I still have Mother’s Day and Christmas gifts my children made when they were in grammar school. My boxes are filled with hand prints, handmade candles, photos of my kids glued to Christmas ornaments and paintings on large rolls of paper. Over the years the gifts evolved into things that reflect our faith, love, and sense of family. I still have all of those things, including necklaces and special rings my son used to get out of a gumball machine using the change from his lunch money. For awhile he did this daily. I can’t ever forget the smile on his face every time he gave me one. It was always like the first time.

Another precious gift I have is a plastic bag with locks of my hair when I was small child. The hair was from my first haircut that my mother saved in her bible. It’s still there. When times seem challenging, these are the gifts to my heart that mean so much to me. Sometimes I smile, knowing one day my children will open a box filled with things I have saved for many years and understand how much I have cherished every gift and part of their lives. They have been my gifts. More precious than gold, and more loved than life itself. The very most precious of memories to me were the moments I held each of them the very first time. Their eyes so filled with light, right from heaven, the greatest gifts of love I’ve ever known.

Loving you all from here,

Dr Jenine Marie Howry

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Feeling Saddened and Just Being Open

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As I thought about writing this blog post I wondered what it really would accomplish. I actually was going to get some sleep but suddenly I felt the desire to write this. This is a different blog post than what I usually write. I’ve always been somewhat of a teacher. I’ve been a Pastor, mentor, friend, and sometimes a challenge. Over the years I know I probably have had more hardships and heart aches than one woman should have to endure in one lifetime. I’ve also done some pretty amazing things too, and that makes the other things seem less painful.

All in all I think I’ve done well. I’ve made mistakes but I do know the intentions of my heart have always been good. That I am certain I can be proud of. Opposition always comes in life. We would never grow if there was not a force to come against us to make us stronger. Although opposition breaks me down, it also builds me up, just like when a body builder works on muscle tone. Every muscle breaks down first and then the scar tissue it creates makes it bigger and stronger. That’s why I know I should write this. I’m being made stronger.

Recently, I witnessed some mockery of me. I think I should be more flattered than upset. After all, I’ve been down this road before. It’s always the same. Someone sees something that they wish they had or could do and they decide to create some sort of circus act out of what is supposed to be the good parts of us. It doesn’t mean it feels good. It always hurts. If I have a heart it will hurt no matter how many times it happens or who it comes from. I have decided it’s alright, because if it did not hurt it would mean I am hardened in my heart and I don’t want to be that way. I just have considered the gross immaturity of those who just have not grown up enough to understand until it happens to them. Believe me, it will. We do live in a spiritual state of sowing and reaping. We can call it Karma if we like. It’s the same no matter what we call it. What goes around always comes back around.

When I look back into history, I think of all of the people who have gone through so much. They are those who were mocked, talked about, endured attempts at deception, and lied about. I think some of that behavior comes from envy but most of it from gross immaturity. There were cases where it was just plain evil and hatred. There have been amazing people who have gone through so much while working toward doing such great things. There was Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. who lost his human life while doing passionately what he believed in. Of course there have been countless military men and women who have sacrificed their earthly lives over decades and even centuries for what they believe in. We can also squeeze in John the Baptist and Jesus in the group, along with every prophet biblical stories are about over many years. Jesus’ life was probably the most profound on this earth. He made such an impact we even divide time before His birth, during His ministry, and after His death.

I always marveled at the stories of the wonderful healings Jesus did and still does. I marvel at His words because they are filled with such wisdom and love. Yet, he hung on a cross, crucified, beaten, and torn, while everyone watched. People had no idea those days Jesus suffered that all of humanity was broken open as well. Just like Adam and Eve were stripped naked in their lies, humanities hatred was laid open naked for all of history to see in one crucifixion moment. The story is always the same. Goodness is challenged by hatred in any form someone can come up with. Deception, lies, mockery, and emotional crucifixion still are alive in this world because we are humans who suffer from forgetfulness of who we really are and who created us for divine purpose.

In moments of immaturity our sisters and brothers slam one another in fits of human amnesia. I guess you can tell my heart feels saddened tonight. I have for some time. I’m not sad for myself, although I do feel hurt. I am more sad for those who just don’t get it. When I created a video today I spoke about a message left behind from my dear heavenly son. He said, “We can’t live without love.” I have to echo his thoughts. We can’t.

I’ll get over my heartache. I am not a stranger to what humans do to one another. I will forgive the best that I can. Sometimes it’s hard, but what matters is I keep on trying. When I want to be bitter or anger gets the best of me, I remember that we can’t live without love. Love begins inside of us all, so I know it has to live in me first before I can embody whatever God’s character is. God forgives the foolishness of this world and I am so glad for that truth. That means every time I have done something I consider stupid, I know that God understands. I might get some discipline, but in the end I will get love, grace, and forgiveness. That is what I hope for those who do not understand tonight. For those who make a mockery out of the lives of those who are just trying to live the best way they can. Forgiveness comes so much easier when I realize it is their pain they are mirroring to the rest of the world, not mine. Humanities nakedness is still exposed. Not everyone is noticing, but some are. I’m grateful for those who carry with them the maturity God grew in them.

I have a habit of being too hard on myself in cases I just witnessed but not this time. This time is different. We are all hurting little girls and boys until God helps us grow up into mature and powerful individuals we are meant to be. Until then, “Forgive us all, dear God, we don’t always know what we are doing.”

Loving you from here

Dr Jenine Marie Howry

Saddened, but here….

Putting Your Best Intention Forward for the New Year!

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I’m not sure where this belief came from for me but I truly believe our whole year will unfold the way we start it off. I know it is only linear time but as humans we determine and schedule our lives by it. There is also something spiritually energetic about the end of one year and the beginning of another. It is a moment of deep reflection of what is now behind us and almost an exciting expectation of what is ahead. The good thing is we get to plan much of what is ahead of us! We do this by setting our intention as to what we desire the new upcoming year to look like. Most of us call those intentions “resolutions”, or in other words, we have a resolve to accomplish a certain thing. Intention is stronger. It means we are placing the power of our thought processes to make sure we accomplish the goals we desire for the year to come. Remember, our lives will follow our thought processes. It sounds very psychological but actually it is a very spiritual process.

In the image of our Creator, we create with our thoughts as well. We are that express image and can also express the mind of Christ through our intentions. We can accomplish anything from spiritual to practical and it is not that hard. Placing our best foot forward, the first step is to consider what we learned from past experiences and work on entering into the new year with fresh integrity. Here are some thoughts:

  1. Live a life of honest integrity. Don’t cheat on anything. From your spouse, to taxes, to your diet, keep strict honesty. Don’t take what is not yours. The karmic repayment is peace of mind.
  2. Walk the talk. Whatever it is you promise; do it. Don’t forget to fulfill what your mouth speaks. God says it is better to not promise at all than to promise and not fulfill it. The karmic repayment is relationship harmony. When a promise is always fulfilled then people will trust you, and you will have relationship balance.
  3. What you place most of your focus on is what will become biggest in your life. If you focus on what you can not do or what is impossible, then that is what you get. If you focus on what is all possible then you will accomplish all of the things you set your mind to. The karmic repayment is satisfaction and esteem concerning goals that are fulfilled, and strength in the faith to secure them.
  4. What you place most importance on is what you draw most near you. If you place your highest importance upon your family and marriage, or any relationship, you will receive harmony in those areas. If it is your employment then the harmony will be there, but will be lost or less in other areas. Remember, relationship is what we are about on earth. Make the most important ones your main focus. The karmic repayment is a firm foundation within those relationships and you will have those people near you when times are hard to also be a support for you.
  5. Cleanse your life and rid yourself of anything that is from the old year that no longer serves you. Clutter, stuff, old emotions, bad relationships, anything that does not belong in the plans you have for your upcoming year. Excess baggage just weighs you down, so leave the baggage behind you. Old things do not belong in renewal or you will not have any renewal. When the energy of those past things are cleared away it creates space for new successes to enter into your life. You would not buy a brand new house and fill it with garbage. Right? So take out the garbage right now and let the path be clear. Life is like the ocean tides. It rises to the shore, sweeps away the sands, and the new sand is uncovered and washed as a result. Let the tide continue! The karmic repayment is a life that is clear to see ahead and the driving will be so much more smooth without too much to weigh you down.
  6. Be generous. A giving person is a happy person. Generocity is a gift of love that keeps on giving. The karmic repayment is a heart filled with love for humanity and will attract the very best for you all through the year!

These are just some things. Maybe sit and journal some of your own.

Happy NEW YEAR! Loving you from here,

Dr Jenine Marie Howry, PhD

Inner Integrity

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I’ve always liked the word “integrity”. I like the meaning even more. The word integrity is defined as “the quality of being honest and having strong moral principles, moral uprightness.” In my world inner integrity is one of the most important things a person can consider. It means being honest with ourselves and standing strong on the principles we deeply believe in and strive to adhere to. We might fall short a time or maybe two, but integrity as a compass will always drive us to the most honest outer experience we could have.

In a world where we deal with an element of “fakehood” every single day, integrity is a treasure both inside and outside of ourselves. Back in my earliest spirituality days my biggest prayer was always to be my true self and honest about who that is. When I fall short of myself, I know I have nowhere to look accept myself. The best part of this reality is no one else can determine who or what I should be. No one else can determine my moral compass or how I react, act, or deal with my outer world. There can be plenty of opinions of what I might be or not be, but bottom line, my full identity belongs to myself and God. Only the great Universal and most loving spiritual force inside and out can ever truly have the highest opinion of who and whose I am.

Other opinions are just plain irrelevant. Who else but God can see the inner-most working of my heart? I always loved the guiding words, “If I should wake and find myself sitting in darkness, it will be my God who will shine the Light and guide me through.”  What or who else could ever be my true compass? The miracle is, if God is my only true compass then no one else is qualified to completely guide me anywhere. God inside of me can guide me and qualify me. When I fall short, Grace will qualify me. When I forget my compass Forgiveness will qualify me. When I make willful mistakes then Discipline will also qualify me. When I am lost and alone then Love will qualify me.

This way, no one else can determine my rightness or wrongness. God and I determine this. Lofty thoughts, I know. Sometimes lofty thoughts are needed. Sometimes they are life savers in the making. After all, our thoughts create and guide. Since this is true then lofty thoughts will guide to higher places. I’d rather be there than any inner low place of less integrity.

Life is precious; created for us and also by us. Time is irrelevant, really, but linear time is not something to waste on what is less than what any of us deserve in life. Inner integrity tells us what we do or don’t deserve. I’m thinking I deserve the best and I am sticking with that thought. I know it will drive me to the best. It can’t help it, because, remember, our thoughts create.

Loving you from here,

Dr Jenine Marie