Preparing Lessons
As I wrote in my first postings, before I had my first miracle I already was prepared for it.
The life showed me that there is something that I don’t know and that I must search for.
Well… I did not put myself immediately in the search, but no one can escape from himself.
I already stated that the first miracle happened to me, was the word(s), that I heard from God, but long before that, in Bulgaria I had many miracles that I put on the shelf of the supernatural mystic experience that could happen to anyone.
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Don’t tell anybody
If you ever have your first miracle, don’t tell anybody about it.
Do not tell it even to your first friend, to your mother or father or who ever you think of.
If the miracle is related to somebody, tell him/her not to tell about it to anybody.
Keep your miracles in secret as long as possible.
That is good for the strength of your faith which might be weakened from others people disbelieve.
Keeping your miracles in secret is good for your Ego; not to increase it.
It is good for the other people as well. Don’t put hatred, envy and disbelieve in them
Don’t even think that you could profit from your miracles.
The profit is for the weak and the poor.
The profit is for the greedy and for the voluptuous.
You need nothing.
If you needed something else you wouldn’t reach the miracle.
If you can make miracles you are Rich.
The more you give from your wealth the richer you become.
Yet, it must not be striving.
It must be your essence.
Your eyes must not see the alms in your hand.
Try to stay silent and tender.
Short night
3:00 a clock in the morning the dock waked me up.
There were thieves in the farm and Quiny was furiously barking.
I tried to go back in my sleep, but I couldn’t.
Then I put on my tracksuit and went out in front of the house.
Poor dock…
She would chase them if her hips were not so badly damaged from the burden of the years.
Poor thieves… It was freezing outside, and they wouldn’t find any valuable thing in this piece of property.
I was peering into the darkness with the hope to see them, and kind of felt like calling them and offer them oranges or some food.
Of course they never show up…
5:15 a clock: I took my wife to Sandy from where Sandy’s father will take them to the airport. They will be in Cape Town today.
I’d like to be on my wife’s place… I love Cape Town.
The need to share
I wonder, shall I start new category where to share my daily thoughts…?
Well… I already did it, but knowing myself I would say that it won’t be full of writings.
I have so little thoughts…
Huh… Am I honest…???
Now I know that if this category becomes bigger than the rest, I’ll excuse myself with the need of thought-producing ;)
Any way…
The need to share myself is my basic instinct.
I must follow it.