Ready to bike race

So in this dream that woke me up, I was visiting a friend of mine who was taking me to get my bike. My missing bike was found by another bike racer. We drove to this little shop gas station set into the side of a mountain. It had like three floors, and several different rooms. The owner was in the back corner with a bunch of people building something. I walked through the front and around the back.  They never seemed to notice me at all. I saw the guy, and tapped him on the shoulder.

“I’m here to pick up my bike,” I said, and he looked at me for a second, then stopped everything he was doing, and everyone else stopped too, so he could take me around to where my bike was. We walked down some stairs, round a corner, then came into this wicked cool space of glass and white concrete, really high ceilings and lots of sunlight. Around the back of the glass room, he pulled the bike off the rack. The space was filled with other bikes.

He then pulled the tag off of it, and gave it to me, saying he spent over $20,000 on fixing things up. Checked it out, with all kinds of add-ons.  Oh, and he said that’s the best bike he ever had. I was so delighted and jumped on it right away. . . Wow it was heaven!

Every step of his space was filled with such detail, with all types of Big canvases with painted water art along the walls of blues and greens. The whole space was just incredibly designed. I was marveled looking at the bikes and the tools and everything all around. It was  a complete machine shop, clean and perfect in his pretty living room. I assumed he was some kind of racer, and spent his life fixing up and re-designing bicycles.

I realize that that was another advertisement I could create for my Airbnb space. Come and stay the weekend and go on a 30-mile bike ride. Best ride in the state, follow the Pinellas Trail around the county.

“That’s where the light comes from” were the last words of the song I’m hearing on the radio …Image of God by We are Messengers was just done.

Thank You Jesus Christ for Creating The Way of Your Word!

What a great idea, you need to go biking more and do more that you love.

I thought you wanted me to spend more time with you? It's clear to me, I can do most anything, and more and more comes together every day. I am always feeling really very grateful as I see and recognize the constant synchronicities all around me . . . . And I recognize how remarkable everything has always been for me. Always on the edge, trusting this one moment and recognizing how much I struggle with these “duties.”

Yes, we are always ready for you to spend more time with us. And the more you share time in love and excitement is ideal. You love biking, it always gets you in all joy quickly. That’s where we want you all the time, in JOY and LOVE. Not in duties bet love. Like now you stopped in the USF library for coffee and forgot they would have a long line. You still found a corner, where you like to sit on a big cushion against the wall. No coffee but exactly the same experience you have had here for 40 years writing with us against the wall, still feeling how someone is reading over your shoulder …. That has always been us! Except now you can write with an e-pencil and it autocorrects your spelling and the sloppy handwriting creates a perfect clean text that anyone can read. . . And you love that too . . . each moment you scribble with this screen you find such joy . . . Fast and easy to edit and correct. . . No mess, no cross-outs. 

I know it's really fun to know and see how much this really focuses me. I'm sitting in the USF Library Starbucks and it sounds like the JoyFM Radio around me still . . . Of course, what else would happen to me. It's all about more Joy and Peace for me . . . Everything feels so clear. S feel such ease and joy moving and seeing this little white peril create magic from my scribbles. I even seem to push it tPerfecto the limits where ITS struggling to keep up with me. And then though how impressed I am to see nearly perfect.

We are finally getting through to you. Like all the mangroves you have growing now. You have almost your first full week, where you did all your “planned-perfect-habits,” all as you wanted. You created this space and time for exactly what you wanted. And now you have it all almost exactly perfect.. . . . So you know things will be falling into place faster than ever . . . 

I ... Created this, and yes I did my “new habits” all almost perfect today. I mean I was up to my prayers done on JoyFM, got my saltwater and tinctures, then did weights with my watch tracking it. Filled my water purifier, got my hat and mat, and was out with time to spare. In the garage I noticed I was ten minutes early and saw my bike rack ready to fix. The week before I bounced off a curb and it broke the screw clamped to my seat post. So I unscrewed the broken piece to put on a new clamp. Course I was fumbling a bit before I started chanting “Thank You Lord Jesus Christ, I Love You Lord Jesus Christ”

Soon it was set, so I unplugged my bike, opened the garage door . . . Greeted my neighbor, who was outside walking by with his dog, and I biked off. 5-minutes later I was at the water saying “hi” to my best clump of mangroves growing on the shoreline. 

I shut off my bike light at this stop and realized I hadn't turned on my watch to track my exercise. I got to the stone sundial. The sun came up enough for my prayer and the first loop of the Ritual. And the Sun was gone again so I stopped, just perfect, pretty, and comfy. I got a few more pebbles cleared off my stone and jumped on my bike again.

I biked down to the little pier where it all started with the mangroves. There is really only grasses there, since I've planted so much and only the grasses have survived the redtide-fishkill cleanup. Now, I have the whole section filled in newly planted now. It filled up with seaweed piles on the beach and now red and black mangroves are growing everywhere. I even planted a coconut today . . . Yes, that was so very cool. I picked it up to take it home and eat it. But it said how it was already soaked up and ready to sprout into the ground. . . Fine so I put it back next to some mangroves I’d planted and set it under the seaweed touching the sand, with the top open to the sun.

I did jump in and to swim some laps on the beach after some planting. I know to do the sounds “AH OH” going-out and “Sa Ta Na Ma” coming back-in. Of course, I end up bumping into red mangrove floating along trying to find a place in the ground. I’ll stop and grab’em to plant. Then I’ve stuck about a hundred in the ground around my grasses at the pier already.  

We have told you that this is all going to burst forth in life and abundance in no time at all. We’ve been waiting for you to stop-holding-back and really release and allow this LOVE TO FLOW. Just like we’ve wanted you to write a book about this since you started. We thought the equation would be enough. Why wait to write, if you have an equation solving all the problems of science in one breath. You don’t have to prove anything. They will argue and fight about the definition and proof as long as they can anyway. It’s not your problem. You have no problems. It’s always another blessing in disguise. You have become such a challenge to surprise. And what LOVE and JOY is more powerful than a surprise of Wonder!

I know, but somehow you still surprise me all the time. . . I mean like Kcir coming to visit next week. I never knew he was a civil engineer who gave up on capitalism to garden and farm organic instead. What a total blessing it is to have him here and carry things forward with me. What’s more remarkable than anything is how he wants to design and do the community level gardens like I’ve been planning and building. . . Everything is lining up like magic out of a storybook in wonderland. . . 

We’ve been working on this for a long time too. Like the millions of stories told about Grandma’s Farms . . . These will all be coming out to help you too.

We’ve not shown you all the pieces of this yet, and you’ll be very surprised and delighted here too.

I  Thank You Dea r Lord Jesus Christ!

I Love You Dearest Loving Lord Jesus Christ.