I Have Good News About The Saga Of My Life …

Good News That Could Affect You …

What Is My Future to Be …?

No longer wondering about my future. The proof is in the pudding. As written in the numerous pages I have recorded since 1985, I have had hard times that have left me feeling trapped in a cycle of fear. Even so, I can now dream again. I am no longer afraid to embrace hope. I no longer feel like I’ve used up all my strength to survive the strongest storm of my life and now I don’t even have the energy to dream a new dream.

Good News Indeed! …

I needed time to heal. The amazing thing is that perhaps all my life I struggled to allow myself to feel my emotions, but don’t stop dreaming. How could I have been able to accomplish such a feat? I am not kidding, I faithfully and enthusiastically tried and tried to avoid engaging with my fears, taking those as a waste of my energy. Despair! Totally incapacitated in despair!

  • I wanted to be happy, but happiness eluded me big time.
  • I was a miserable soul!
  • ‘Poor Basilia’ was an accurate way to address me.
  • But guess what?
  • Now, it’s my turn to be happy.

I Am Ready To Enjoy The Better Days Ahead …

I am ready to face the day with courage and openness. The best part? No need to strive to be a little better each day. In fact? No need to strive at all! Why? Courage and openness have become my new nature super naturally ingrained within my being. No kidding! Everything is handed to me in a silver platter before I even think to ask.

So? AWAY! Away! AWAY!!! …

Away with all strivings, worries, fears, and the BOO!!! From the bogey evil ghost in vain booing me anymore! I am going on. Upwards! Upwards! The day has arrived for me. I am free! Free from all my debts, from all the suffocating chains of my lifetime! Free by the power of the immense love of my Heavenly Father for me. Free to arise and come away!

As per His words …

The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree puts forth and ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom and give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. Song of Solomon 2:12, 13.

  • And I Came Away Forever To Stay …
  • Saturday, September 30, 2023, at 11:20 am.
  • Yes, I do get tired of not feeling good, but!
  • I have the power now to overcome it all as if by magic! And?
  • The title: ‘thia Basilia—Her Saga—as it was. As it is …’ will soon hit the waves of the NET!
  • On to post on Sunday, October 1, 2023, at 7:17 am.

Until the next post, lov, thia

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.

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