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Honoring My Spirit
by Joseph Eliezer I honor my Spirit in ways that at times make immediate sense only to it and then eventually, later, to me.

I honor my Spirit every time it asks me to do something that I personally do not want to and I acquiesce.

I honor my Spirit every time I feel the need to speak harshly or to criticize another but don't.

I honor my Spirit every time I wish to obtain something for my own personal satisfaction but abstain if something in my gut or throat says, stop.

I honor my Spirit every time I want to judge something or someone as ugly or not of any value but don't.

I honor my Spirit when I feel like I want to talk to a special person but wait until Spirit says it's a good time to proceed.

I honor my Spirit when it tells me to take care of my body even though my desires may say something else.

I honor my Spirit when I want to move forward in life but am unsure as to what that looks like, so I wait.

I honor my Spirit every time I go to into the dream state and come out of it with one more piece of insight on how I am next to proceed in life.

I honor my Spirit every time I face adversity because I know that Spirit is behind it.

I honor my Spirit when I deal with others I would rather not. Because I know that each time I do, it gives me a chance to see myself in ways that I do not like to.

I honor my Spirit every time I receive a gift from someone. It makes me realize how special other people are.

I honor my Spirit every time I go to express myself with the intention of being kind or compassionate. It never ceases to amaze me to see just how elegant the words of Spirit can sound.

I honor my Spirit every time I see a woman. Because each time I do, I see that which Spirit chose to carry life.

I honor my Spirit every time I eat a meal. Because sometimes I feel lucky just to have food.

I honor my Spirit every time I feel my inner wounds. Because I know, somewhere that I need to use them to become what IT sees me to be. Not as I see myself.

I honor my Spirit every time I receive a tool to use to obtain clarity. Because I know that each and every interaction I have with another contains a gift of love that has no limits.

I honor my Spirit in my workplace. Because I know that if it were not for Spirit, I would not know who and what I am.

I honor my Spirit for giving me life because without that, there would be no light. And without light, there would be no redemption.

I honor my Spirit for bringing me here because if it were not for this place, we would not have met.

Bless you.

� 2000-2002 Joseph Eliezer
1111 Spirit Road