Our Support During Difficult Times

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Everyone comes to a point in life when it seems like everything comes to a stop. A life event has occurred, and now the natural stream in life has been interrupted. Such events might be the sudden passing of loved ones, a health issue, financial changes, loss of business, or loss of a home.

With every passing day, none of us are guaranteed smooth sailing in life. It is meant to be that way, as hard as it is to accept sometimes. We are meant to be shaken, to be interrupted, and sometimes even hurt. The difficult things in life are inevitable, and they cause us to make a new game plan for the way we live our lives.

Although life can bring its hazards, difficult situations, or tragedies, some things are standard and always remain unchanging. These are the powerful supporters created for us to lean on and rely upon when times become challenging. Can you wrap your head around an angelic presence when lives have been swiftly taken from us? Can you accept a universal law that gives to us back for everything we have lost? How about a presence of God that is so powerful that lives inside of all of us, giving us the energy and tenacity to get through one more day?

Some scoff at such things, and yet others come to lean upon the mystical when things are tragic in this life. Sometimes a little mystery searching is worth the search. In times of great difficulty, I have found the comfort of loved ones in spirit to be a powerful part of healing and transition. I talk to my angels, my loved ones in spirit, and to God when things are hard in life. These all bring me comfort, and I see evidence of their presence and power every single time.

Meditation is an excellent way to bring forth some illumination into the existence of some of these supportive elements. They are there to help us, and they are living just as much as we are. God brings life, brings love, and brings revelation into a problematic issue in life. Angels are there to help us, as are crossed over loved ones who are in spirit. As a mother who has now had to let go of two of her children, I can not live without the knowledge of these helpers in my life. The healing that comes from my connection to these resources is life-changing and sometimes life-saving.

I can not believe we have life after death because I don’t believe there is a death. I only believe there is a continuing life of the soul after leaving our bodies. I believe in life after life. This belief gets me through my days, or I could not bear how hard my appeared losses have been. We never lose anyone. We can never lose love. Love is as enteral as the human soul. When life throws a curveball or wrench into the works, it is a comfort that I have the support I need to lean on when I need to. I have to believe the “powers that be” are with me through my entire earthly life, or I could not live it.

Our spiritual support system does not mean we escape trial or that things will be easy. It only means that we have an avenue of support when no one else understands how we feel or how to deal with our issues in life. With all of the losses that I have endured in life, I know I would not be here without the love that is extended to me in mystical ways along with human presence.

Loving you from here,

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

We Don’t Have to Strive Hard to Get What We Want in Life

The word “strive”, by definition, makes me cringe. The basic meaning of the word strive is to make a great effort to obtain the things a person desires or wants in life. To strive creates an image of straining considerably. Fortunately for us, all this is not required to have all we want and desire.

So if we are not struggling, striving, nor straining for the things we want to achieve in life, how are we supposed to have the kind of life we truly desire? The answer is simple. We love it. If it sounds like it’s too simple to be true, it’s because it is simple! I know it sounds so very esoteric, and believe me, it is! Love has no choice but to be attracted to love. So, therefore whatever we love, and hold gratefully in our being will come to us.

We are so used to having to “work hard at it” to get the life we truly want and desire, or the things we decide will create happiness. The bottom line, if we are loving, we will be happy and are happy. Holding a vision in love in our hearts is the first beat toward getting the subject of our deepest desires. Our gratitude and thankfulness for those things bring power to love and helps lead and guide us toward our greatest dreams and accomplishments.

There is not one thing I have ever done or obtained in life that I have not significantly loved first. It’s because we live in a universe that returns to us what we put out into it. Our Universe our God, the powers that “be” are complete and will never fail.

Sometimes things don’t come to us in the form we think they will; they will come to us better than we thought! If great love has been placed upon it, then greater will the return be in the love that has been given. It sounds easy. It is easy. Jesus taught there is no need to strive for anything. If you take a look at nature, you begin to realize that the birds, animals, and plants of the earth are always given what they need and love to sustain life.

How would any of us be different? We are not! Close your eyes for a moment and picture the greatest treasure you desire in life. Allow that vision to travel to your heart space and feed it, love. Then send it out with great intention. Love it daily, and you will be surprised at what will come your way in the form of blessing, synchronicities, and even more…results!

Bottom line, if you can dream about it, love it and be thankful for it, you have it already! Just reach out your hands and be grateful. We live and love in a Universe that is standard, and works for us every single time! Isn’t that a blessing?

Loving YOU from here,

Dr. Rev. Jenine Marie Howry, PhD.

My Angel Christina Marie

Christina Marie 2/9/83 to 8/12/21

There was nothing about August 12th or the week before it that was usual. Life was turning upside down before my eyes, and there was nothing I could do about it. My daughter was in the ICU in critical condition, and I could not be there to comfort her or even see her. The hospital banned all visitors the day before I arrived. Keeping the faith is most challenging when tested the most, especially when the issue surrounds someone we dearly love.

My sweet Christina was leaving her body as I was on the phone talking to her nurse. Her heart was beating its last beats. Her lungs were taking their last breaths. She was saying “good-bye,” and there was nothing I could do to stop her departure.

My memories of her 38 years are beautiful and challenging, as many mothers have regarding their children. No matter what, nothing she could ever do would take away the way I always saw her. She was strong, willful, sassy, stubborn, loving, and very generous. I guess we call that a mixed bag. It’s something we all have; the good things and not too good.

She did some wrong things, but she also did some very right things as well. Her heart was always in the right place. It’s just her heart gave out way too much of herself. Maybe it was tired. Perhaps she was tired. Maybe it was just time to leave this earth. Who could ever know for sure? All I know is that no effort could be made to keep her from moving on.

All I can do now is hope the best for her in her new spiritual life, wherever that might be and whatever that looks like. I wish she were here in person to hug just one more time, but a spiritual hug will have to be enough. I feel the same way I did when my son Jayson parted this earth. The last time I saw her, if I had known it was my last; I would have hugged her for a lifetime. Since there is no separation between time and space for love, I know she is still here. She lives on with all of us who knew her, loved her, and appreciated her crazy sense of humor. We will laugh when we think of those moments and sometimes cry because we long for more.

We will remember her smile when the sun shines brightly. We will not forget she lit up the room when she walked in and smiled. I know I will feel her in the rain, in the warmth of summer breezes, and the cool winter frost in the morning. She is my baby, my daughter, my friend, and my gift. Nothing could ever keep her love from me or mine from her. Now she is a part of God, the God Spirit that lives within all of us. I determine to allow her to shine through me every time her memory comes to me and to let God shine through me every time I remind myself that we all belong to God first and not to other people.

Loving her from here,

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

When Life’s Foundations Are Shaken

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I feel like I have been going through the most challenging couple of weeks I have ever been through, at least in a long time. My oldest daughter is critically sick, and it’s severe. My children and family have been my heartbeat for as long as I can remember. It makes no difference how old they get; they are still my babies when it comes to loving them and caring for their lives.

It took me some time to come out with some of the details about my daughter. I needed time to digest some of it all myself. I have learned my process for dealing with tough news. I get numb, then I cry, I get stronger, I become contemplative, I rest, and it starts all over again. It’s me, and it works. Somewhere in there is a constant prayer, affirmation, hope, and appeals to the powers that “be.”

When I learned my daughter was as sick as she is, it has been like my foundation created a crack in it that is in deep need of repair. It hurts tremendously even to consider not having her here on earth. Within my foundation is my deep belief in God within us, the power that comes with God, and the spiritual support that comes through channels we often do not see.

Besides healing for my daughter, my most profound appeal is “repair the cracks and breaches, oh God.” I know my faith is intact because my heart is in a constant state of prayer even when it does not visibly show. I hurt for her, I hurt for myself, and I hurt for my family. We have overcome so many odds, and this one is one more we shall overcome. The details are hard to face, but I know somehow facing them will make us all stronger. The details shake our foundations to the core, but I know God will sew up our wounds like a surgeon closes a surgical site.

When my foundations are shaken, I get into a state of emergency within my inner self. It’s like every breath is counted, every heartbeat is more critical, and every single thought is processed. I have hard ones that I know I should not have. I counter them with my attempts at better affirmative thoughts. It’s hard. I have “Mama” heart syndrome. It means I ache for my daughter 24 hours a day and seven days a week. She is one of my fondest creations; she is strong-willed, stubborn, heartfelt, loving, caring, giving, and sometimes childish. I love every single part of what she is because I helped to create her. How could I feel less about anyone I helped create when God feels deeply for all of us even when we fail?

“Mender of the breach in my foundation, please hold me still while You weave a new tapestry into the layers of love, light, and power I have inherited from You! I am continually seeking out the repairer of the foundational breach as I reach for more faith, love, healing, and hope. When foundations are shaken and torn, then the mender has to be the Creator of them. Our Creator is the only power we have to mend our hearts and help others mend the hearts of those who are suffering. Today and every day I acknowledge that unforgettable power that surges within us all.

Loving you from here,

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

What Are You Watering in Life?

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It never ceases to amaze me how many lessons I learn from nature. Growing plants, flowers, and trees speak messages into my life every day I attend to them. The keyword is “attend.” Whatever I water grows, unless I overwater things. Some plants need more water than others. Depending on their needs, I adjust what I do for them.

Plants show visible keys as to what they want or need to grow effectively. When they begin to whither, I know they probably need more water than I am giving them. When they die, I have not given them what they need to grow and thrive.

It’s the same with every aspect of our lives. Our physical health will show a decline on the outside when we neglect our body’s needs. Our lives will speak louder than words when we are not attending to life’s garden. We will see a decline in the quality of life when we don’t feed critical areas the attending they need.

When I neglect my spiritual time, my faith withers, my heart becomes like hardened soil, and my happiness scale starts to show a decline. I’ve come to understand it is my responsibility to feed my life in areas that are suffering drought and nurture my own needs when I am feeling void. All processes in life require awareness; this is key. Anything we don’t keep our awareness focused upon will wither and die. To truly thrive in all areas of life, we need to ask ourselves what the most critical thing we must do right now to improve our lives.

Sometimes caring for our internal needs means some time away to reboot our systems. There are times we need to rest and recover from issues that passed through our lives we might have paid way too much attention to. This can drain our system faster than we care to admit. Sometimes we need to take action, or an area of our lives that we depend upon can die. The area can be of body, mind, or spirit. Those areas can also support us, like our job, business, or project we have our hearts set on.

Establishing roots and allowing our foundations to become firm in life’s soil will give us what we desire to maintain. Our outcome depends on the foundation and how much attention we have paid to create a firm one. If we do this in all areas of life we desire to maintain, then the winds and storms will not tear us down.

This, my dears, is the secret to success. We might cry out, squirm, or falter, but getting back into the routine of obtaining that stability and balance we need will calm the seas and allow us to field the storms. We have strength in focus, attention, awareness, and action. Care for all issues in life that are important to you by making sure you attend to things ahead of time before they show signs of neglect and wear.

Loving you from here,

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

If it Was Real Love Would They Have Left?

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I listened on the phone to a woman who was sobbing as she expressed her fear and pain. I’m an empath, so I could feel the pain in my chest as she tried to settle down long enough to even talk. Her life had fallen apart in one instant. Little did she know, it had been falling apart for some time. She was just not informed of it. When it all finally hit the fan, her husband she had been married to all of her adult life had told her he was leaving her for another woman. In fact, he had been seeing the woman for awhile.

They had been together through raising children, buying a home, planning for retirement, and family vacations. They fought battles when the kids rebelled against them, prayed while they were sick, held one another through unexpected funerals and celebrated every joyous event. Now all of that became a blur as she vented her feelings to me with tears rolling down her cheeks. I had invited her out for breakfast the following day; her heart was so broken she could hardly fix herself meals.

I wondered how someone went from being involved in the life they built with another, to starting all over later in life. It was mentioned he stayed for the sake of the children. I think its a very noble reason to stay, don’t you? Giving children a good life is wonderful and they deserve the best from both parents. The only part the husband had left out was he was planning to leave without his wife’s knowledge. She was hit like a ton of bricks with the news.

Her children were all off living their adult lives, and her husband was packing his bags. On top of it all, the house would have to be sold during the divorce so she was going to have to leave the home she spent over 25 years putting together. She kept asking me why he could possibly do such a thing? I can’t say how this happened but what blurted out was, “If he truly loved you as a husband loves his wife, he never would leave.”

They had many years together, building and creating a family. I can’t completely believe he had no love for her at all. What I can say is someone who truly loves another might have moments of reconsideration during arguments or hard issues, but the idea of living without the other never really enters into the mind of one who loves without conditions. The woman continued to sob and tell her story. I realized it was himself he was not loving. His actions had very little to do with her or lack of love for her. It was a lack of love for himself that guided his decisions at that time.

It’s hard to understand this, but we reflect in our lives the feelings we have within ourselves. We display our inadequate feelings and wounds by the decisions we make a long the way. When our lives go unhealed, and wounds unattended to, we create a mixed up mess.

She made it through her ordeal. In fact, she did better than she ever imagined, just taking one step at a time. He, on the other hand was stuck in yet one more relationship he wanted out of, not realizing the person he had left was himself.

We do ourselves a great disservice by leaving our inner wounds unattended. This does mean we need to dig a bit into the past and let our voices express the pain and sorrow created through our interactions with others.  We owe it to ourselves and others to heal from the inside out. Otherwise we make decisions out of the lens of the holes in our hearts instead of making them how of wholeness. Make a decision today to heal the hurts from the inside out. Your life and those around you will thank you!

Loving you from here,

Dr. Rev. Jenine Marie Howry, Ph. D

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

Honoring Others Decisions and Choices

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If you think this post is going to be about acceptance and boundaries, you are right! Both acceptance and boundaries go together with decisions and choices of others. They also apply to ourselves as well. As I write this, I have to say, as a mother it has been a hard lesson. I spent so many years of my life caring for my children it has been hard to get out of that mode. Once children become adults they have their own choices to make, create their own mistakes to learn from, and lead their own lives. Along with this comes boundaries regarding our children’s choices and lives. Advice is good, interfering not good and would have not a good ending.

Children who have grown also have the responsibility of their own autonomy; meaning they take responsibility of their own lives and the pitfalls of the bigger mistakes. It’s part of adulting and part of learning from mistakes. Within their mistakes there is no place for blame of others. Their lives become their own. Honoring their lives is our responsibility, with love, and with compassion even if we don’t understand.

Honoring decisions is a lesson with all people on earth. This includes choices as to whether we are vaccinated or not, as to what we choose to eat, what our vocation choice is and who we voted for. Yes, I just went there! We don’t choose who has a relationship with whom and we should not attempt to choose an individual’s relationship with themselves and the decisions they make. In the Bible the Apostle Paul supported the right to allow others their own journey. He instructed if we are to go to someone’s home for dinner and they choose to eat meat then honor their choice. For spirituality is not about whether we eat meat or not, but what we choose spiritually and how we treat one another. Let ‘s put it in todays terms. If I go on a Keto diet it basically is no one else’s business what I eat or don’t eat. No one can choose my husband and no one can choose who I vote for in any election. If I live a life of solitude for serenity then leave me in peace. If I choose a time to be social then respect my values and beliefs as I would yours.

Let me also put this universally and from God’s perspective. When any one of us refuses to embrace the life choices of another, we refuse also ourselves. We disrespect ourselves when we impose our views on others and we disrespect our oneness. We can advise and teach, not impose our values and ideas on others. We can have a conversation but that conversation should include grace and love, otherwise we should be ready to face reaping what we sow. Yes, I mean Karma in not such a good way. If we lack acceptance and respect or honor, we will receive the same back and many times over. It is our responsibility to agree to disagree with grace, style, and honor.

Even writing this I know some can go, “but what about this, or that?” What about it? Let me ask you this, “Is it your responsibility to rule the world, and if so, who gave you that job?” Part of diversity is accepting our diverse parts in society. Yes, you heard me, accept and also honor. You might not agree and that is alright. That means not pushing your agenda on others because you are so stuck in your “rightness” that you can not see the disrespect you are creating among your fellow humanity.

Loving you from here,

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

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Life Lessons by Jenine Marie

When Life is Hard

When life is hard on the outside, recognize the power you have on the inside. Know who you are. You are true beauty in motion and a life worth expression. You are unique in your passion and unique in how you are made. Your life has a purpose, therefore you are filled with potential. Your inner filling is more powerful than any other disturbance.

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