My Journal. Not A Secret. Not My Imagination. My Journal? Supernatural!

A new cover & more. Been a long time since my last post. Now you can see why? A long account of the matter.

Psalms 139:5  You have beset me and shut me in–behind and before, and You have laid Your hand upon me. (Amazing accuracy of the Father/Creator’s dealings with yours truly).

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Monday, August 8, 2016 at 3:43 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? I did not continue to record yesterday. It seems to me that am I recording the same thing over & over again, perhaps it is not Your will for me to continue doing so. Do I need to change the subject, O my Father—O Father of mine?

Today I have been busy changing themes again. You know why I do all things that I do. Changing themes is getting to be a simple thing in a way. Still, there is much to be done with each change. Also I am reformatting Overcoming Dysfunction Supernaturally. You have inspired me to change the title to simply, Overcoming Supernaturally.

My mind is spinning with ideas.

Tumultuous Dysfunctional Past

Calm Serene Productive Present

Tuesday, August 9, 2016 at 12:49 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? More and more every day I sense Your leading and guidance in all that I do.  You know how easily I get down in the dumps because of things or happenings coming against me.

The confession out of my mouth this morning got me to think. I confessed to You something I do not remember confessing before. I said, “It is not my will & desire for all of those ills coming to Ahmad. Just like it was not our will for Cory to die!”

Indeed! O my Father—O Father of mine? None of us wish to suffer the kind of loses that we suffer, sometimes, what it seems to be for no reason at all.

You know of my doings since yesterday. I got pictures of my father, mother and children. Looking at those pictures brought so many good memories. Then, suddenly! Tears began to flow out of my lacrimal. Why?

So many happy faces. So many great memories. But then? One disaster after the next and the next. Divorces. Re-marriages. Trying to get a dysfunctional family into functioning. Mental insanity. Alcohol. Drugs. Nearly fatal accidents. Imprisonment. Major disagreements. Separation. Rejection. Broken relationships. And to top it all? Cory’s death. What now, O my Father—O Father of mine?

Where have I been, O my Father—O Father of mine? One of my children says I was never there for her. What happened to all the happy memories? What happened to my passion to raise them to be productive citizens in this world? What happened to that mother, cook, house keeper, caretaker, chauffeur, teacher, disciplinarian, entertainer that I used to be?

Tuesday, August 9, 2016 at 2:08 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? You sent me to the Book of Job. I re-read Your words to Job. I re-read Job’s words to You. Suddenly! I understood something I did not understand before.

O my Father—O Father of mine, thanks from bringing me to the depth of despair to utter words without knowledge to You, just like Job did. And liken to Job? You confronted & have re-instated me into Your Presence for good

Wednesday, August 10, 2016 at 8:46 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? My days are flying by me. I aim to succeed in preparing the book to sell. But why am I so intent in this matter, my Father?  It’s Wednesday, August 10, 2016 at 11:24 pm. Going back to bed. I know You will answer me sooner than later.

Thursday, August 11, 2016 at 3:09 am

Thanks for sleep, O my Father—O Father of mine. Whatever will be today? It will all be under Your loving control of my life. I thank You.

Thursday, August 11, 2016 at 9:25 am – 11:14 am

New Keeper Cover, I hope.

Overcoming Supernaturally.

·         Tumultuous dysfunctional past

·         Bipolar Depression Schizophrenia

·         OVERCOMING It all Supernaturally

Calm Serene Productive Present

THEN…The BIG question mark. Oh? Indeed, that question mark solves my ‘too much to cover in a book cover’ problem. Even so? It’s not my problem needing to be solved. But it is the necessity to attract readers to at least read the description that counts. Thus, the BIG beautiful question mark? Could be elimanted. We’ll see.


Now, if this cover does not catch the eye of the reading public element? I haven’t got the slightest of what or of if I should do anything at all.

O my Father—O Father of mine? You really are leading me all the way. And You really do talk and listen to me and I talk and listen to You. Even so, at times, the world’s ways—unbelief, cynicism, arrogance, false humility, humanitarianism, knowledge, romantic love, beauty as well ugliness, cruelty, shame, etc. etc. it all? It gets to me!

But You know it my Father. O my Father—O Father of mine?  You know it all. You know when I sit and when I stand. You know my thoughts before I even think them. You know what I am going to say before I say it. So You let me know so in Psalms 139. Therefore, why do I bother to stress myself with the ways of the world in the way I do all the time?

Alright! I hear You. Because I am human. Oh? Could You give me a clue on what to do? I know all my troubles come from my human side. Still, I also know that You have Your reasons to let me wander and pander for days on end.

Regardless, I sense a breakthrough it all today. For one thing You gave me a new title for the book, OVERCOMING SUPERNATURALLY. That title ought to do the selling trick, I am mostly sure. And the new cover You inspired to me? WOW!


There is awe in my being. A pause to let my being rest in Your best. A sense of Your goodness so immense. No comparison in any sense to any and all the beauty and the goodness to the human’s senses known.

Thursday, August 11, 2016 at 9:10 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? There is something I need to record. I cannot figure out what is it. It’s got to do with a summary I need to include about my life and the book Overcoming Supernaturally. Perhaps after I sleep for a bit You will show me what to do.

Friday, August 12, 2016 at 1:57 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? You are so real to me! You do hear and You do answer every minute situation in my mind and in my heart. How do You do that? Simply. You impress a thought in my mind.

Sometimes, I quickly catch on what to do. Other times? I procrastinate. Times passes away. Sometimes many days. I keep asking. I keep wondering what to do. Whatever You impress in my mind stays there until I act on it, but, I get distracted with many other things. I keep procrastinating.

At 9:10 pm yesterday I decided to sleep and hoped to get Your help on the next awaking. I woke up exactly at midnight still on a fog on what to do next. Checked emails. I found the pictures from Diana that I requested last week. Proceeded to download to my hard drive.

I look at the clock. Man! Almost two hours since I woke up. Been downloading pics, reading articles on bread and more. Feeling groggy and uncomfortable. Maybe I’ll shower and wash my hair. Proceeded to take hair pins out of my hair. I look around. My place is filthy. Need to clean before I shower. Ah! What was it that I needed to check on Google?

Hum! For quite a few days You, O my Father—O Father of mine, for quite a few days You have impressed upon me to search Google about what people thinks or do about writing & reading personal journals. Ah! Let me check it now before I do anything else. WOW!

I clicked several times. Finally I found what You intended for me to find and read about the matter.

Article title: How, What, Why to write in ‘My personal diary’.? Personal diary writing methodology.

WOW! A perfect description of what my diary meant many, many years ago. Funny thing? Diana’s pics in the inbox? A reminder of those days when a ‘Diary’ was a top-secret kept under lock & key.

Suddenly! The answer to my recent dilemma on what to do. Forget about cleaning my place & myself. Forget my momentary discomfort. Wake up! Write the title for what you need to write, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, write the title to start the summary I have placed in your mind & heart.

Wow! ‘My Journal. Not A Secret. Not My Imagination. My Journal? Supernatural!’ Man! O man! O man! Exactly what is needed in the habitat of my blogging world. WHAT?

I’m going to fix me a cup of coffee before I write one more word on this matter. Coffee is ready and so am I to proceed with this most important summary about my journal.

The number one truth to set me free from all the bags I carried within my being for so many years?

  • Our secrets are the confinement, the prisons that keep us laden & heavy weighted with so many ills until death do us part.

Once those secrets are exposed they are disposed, thrown out, discarded from holding us in the bitter prison of all our ills and frills but, they are not forgotten, only not any more hold on us they gotten.

Alright! So far this summary is taking shape. What’s next?

  • My imagination. Yeap! My imagination. Biggest obstacle in the way of the reality of my life in the Presence of my Father. Oh?

Yes siree! A great number of my friends & loved ones have set their minds in the idea that what I write and claim to be from our Father/Creator is all in my imagination. To them there is no weight to my claim to live in the Father/Creator’s domain.

Me? I have knocked myself down in a vain attempt to convince all that such is not the truth at all.

The Father/Creator? From the depth of my being comes the command, ‘Sit still and you shall see My deliverance’.

Then comes my retort until recently, ‘How can I sit still when they are wronging me?’.

Until recently. Recently? I began by paying attention to the consequences of my efforts to prove myself to others. Ah! Why now not before? Due time. All things happen in our Father/Creator’s due time. Psalms 25 comes into play.

Psalms 25 and comments

Sunday, November 01, 2009 (4:16pm).

Thank You my Master—my Beloved thank You for this day. I am going to retire for the day. I am cold so I need to get under the covers.

Monday, November 02, 2009 (12:20am-1:00am).

Master—my Beloved You are so good to us! Diana’s response to my latest really encouraged me! Right now I am under attack from the imps of hell undermining this computer. Thank You for enlightening me about it. I believe the problem is now under control.

Master—my Beloved the following has been my most favorite Psalm for years and years. How You have responded to my cry with this Psalm! How amazing are Your ways!

Psa 25:1-22

UNTO YOU, Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, do I bring my life. O my Master—Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, I trust, lean on, rely on, and am confident in You. Let me not be put to shame or my hope in You be disappointed; let not my enemies triumph over me.

How amazingly You have answered my cry and have kept me from my enemies—depression and insanity—my greatest enemies!

Yes, let none who trust and wait hopefully and look for You be put to shame or be disappointed; let them be ashamed who forsake the right or deal treacherously without cause.

Yes, my Master here are included all Your faithful believers—my children and brothers and sisters.

Show me Your ways, O Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty; teach me Your paths.

O how can I describe the exactitude of Your answer here? For You have shown and keep showing me Your ways at every turn I take in my daily existence!

Guide me in Your truth and faithfulness and teach me, for You are the Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty of my salvation; for You—You only and altogether do I wait expectantly all the day long.

Remember, O Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, Your tender mercy and loving-kindness; for they have been ever from of old.

Remember not the sins (the lapses and frailties) of my youth or my transgressions; according to Your mercy and steadfast love remember me, for Your goodness’ sake, O Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty.

You answer me in Your next verse: Yes, you do teach and instruct us sinners in Your way so we sin no more!

Good and upright is Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty; therefore will He instruct sinners in His way.

Amazingly accurate!

He leads the humble in what is right, and the humble He teaches His way.

Whoever is humble enough to give up his understanding of life and everything under the sun!

All the paths of Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty are mercy and steadfast love, even truth and faithfulness are they for those who keep His covenant and His testimonies.

Yes, and because of Your mercy and goodness You discipline us!

For Your name’s sake, O Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, pardon my iniquity and my guilt, for they are great.

Yes! It is a great sin to doubt Your goodness and integrity! To doubt Your Word of promise when we fulfill the part of the covenant to trust You, to love, to obey You!

Who is the man who reverently fears and worships Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty? Him shall He teach in the way that he should choose.

Amazingly accurate!

He himself shall dwell at ease, and his offspring shall inherit the land.

The secret of the sweet, satisfying companionship of Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty have they who fear (revere and worship) Him, and He will show them His covenant and reveal to them its deep, inner meaning.

Again, how amazingly accurate this verse is!

My eyes are ever toward Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, for He will pluck my feet out of the net. Master—my Beloved turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.

The troubles of my heart are multiplied; bring me out of my distresses. Behold my affliction and my pain and forgive all my sins of thinking and doing.

Yes, Master, all my doubtful and panicky thoughts!

Consider my enemies, for they abound; they hate me with cruel hatred.

My enemies of depression and mental insanity!

O keep me, Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, and deliver me; let me not be ashamed or disappointed, for my trust and my refuge are in You.

Let integrity and uprightness preserve me, for I wait for and expect You.

Your integrity and uprightness, I want no self-achieved righteousness whatsoever!

Redeem Israel, O Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, out of all their troubles.

Yes, Israel—all Your people, Your lost sheep scattered all over the world!

Give esteem to Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty forever and ever!

HalleluYah! HalleluYah! HalleluYah!

O my Master—my Beloved truly my emotions are under Your control and my feelings for goodness as well as badness have intensified! And I have no more trouble when the weeping waves invade my being or the elation of wonderful feelings do likewise. I can now sensibly accept such emotions and not act on them because You have also taken control of my thoughts and wild imaginations! HalleluYah!

My imagination? I should say not. The Father/Creator forever has imprinted in my heart those written words in the pages of the Book. Thus those words are alive and a reality in my nowadays life.

No kidding, I live and breathe by those words without thinking or premeditation or studying or making any plans or systems about living by those words. It’s my present life, period.

No more church or religion of any kind for me. No more ‘Bible’ studies or groups. No more self-efforts to please our Father/Creator. I am what I am by the power of love from on high. My due time came for me to straighten out my act and now? O well!

Dear people, now? I am not a saint! I am not the pinnacle of goodness. I am not. I am not. I am not anything that I can brag about! I am simply a human being without any frills & trills.

The end. That’s the summary about my journal. It’s done. Now I can post it. How about the cleaning? Ah! That can wait. The cleaning of my procrastination is more important at the moment.

As it is? Sleep overtook my body. Then Ahmad came for a visit. Then I had to cook & eat my breakfast. Finally? Back to the matter of posting this post.

Friday, August 12, 2016 at 11:01 am. Just now the post is ready to hit the publish button. O what a life! No problems. No worries. No conforming to dead lines. No bondage of any kind. Perfect freedom. Calm–Serene–Productive Present.

Hoping all to be so while His love in my heart remains for all, thiaBasilia.

I'm an inspirational writer—in the daily journal of my life lived in the Presence of the Almighty Creator of our beings I write about Truth & Life: eternal as well as temporal life. I am not into any kind of religion, crusade, group or the likes at all! For no one can find Truth or Life eternal in such way. So I am blogging this matter in the journal of my life for all to see the reflection of both lives as I record the daily interchange between my Maker & I.


  1. thiaBasilia
    12 Aug 2016

    Yeap! Your sense is correct. Cheers! 🙂

  2. Kavya Chandra
    12 Aug 2016

    yes, I suppose everything we write can be interpreted as stories. Very well, i hope to have epiphanies while reading through your work, because i have a feeling it was written for that reason.

  3. thiaBasilia
    12 Aug 2016

    Just what I was hoping for after I read your content. It’s an honor. Thanks a million for your comment.
    Now, the journal is not a made up story, not at all. Even so, in the journals of our lives? Our stories are written. Each of our lives is a valuable story. That’s why I was inspired to narrate my life in third not in first person narrative.
    I am excited about the responses from you all. You are a super audience. I will follow you. Thanks. 🙂

  4. Kavya Chandra
    12 Aug 2016

    Hi, I did read through a lot of it. A brushing look to the rest, really. Since it is a journal entry, there’s a lot of questioning and realisation going on. I wouldn’t want to assume this a story; either ways, the built up didn’t seem like a story. I’m glad to have the chance to read it. You posted this 35min ago, and I probably hit like when I read the first paragraph, since even that interested me and I thought the post deserving of a like. I did read through it after, obviously.
    You must understand, I only got a glimpse of the first parah from the reader, and chose to express my appreciation then, after which I read further.

    Thank you for your time.
    Good day to you!

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