The last few days I haven’t had any profound meditations. Every day I seek wisdom and guidance in the form of meditation. I am going to write another post about my meditation and use of creative imagery. I have had some people tell me that this is something I shouldn’t do. But, I have prayed about and read scripture. There is nothing in the Bible that says you can’t have an imagination.
Today I went to my sanctuary. Inside my sanctuary, there was a bed. My spirit guide has been telling me the importance of rest. It renews your mind, your body, and your spirit. For the last few days, all I have seen were frogs hopping around my sanctuary. I have been trying to clean my sanctuary of all the frogs so I can have peace.
Well, not surprisingly, in my bed was a frog. I talked to my spirit guide about how this frog wasn’t going to just magically turn into a prince. And then I started thinking about ways to get the frog to hop out of my bed. But, the frog loves me and keeps coming back.
When I was done meditating, I read the story of the frog prince and I cried. You see, it’s hard to see love from the eyes of the frog when you’re the princess. When you’re the princess, you’re looking for a prince. But what the frog has is peace, happiness, and contentment with his circumstances. Yes, he is happy just being a frog. Even though he knows he is a prince.
Today I read this poem and realized exactly how fortunate I am to have a frog in my bed.