Crunchy Life – Chapter 3 – Organizing My Life On Paper, Manifesting.

Wow. Just sat down at Starbucks to take a breath. Things have been like a Speedy Gonzalez cartoon this week.

This is just a free image, not me on that chariot πŸ˜ΉπŸ‡²πŸ‡½

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Index, CH1 Awe

CH2 – NO TIME

CH3 – Faith: Part 1 of 3 (You are here)

Crunchy Life

By Damien Riley

Blog Post – Ch 2

Time

Star beaks as I call it. Great place to unwind.

All I do is music now. I was able to retire from teaching at 55 this year. It was a wonderful ride but now music makes me smile even more.

I made room for music, a dream come true.

I have always heard that creators must let go and sweep the floor to get ready for new manifestations in their life. It’s an act of faith. When I was 18 I was a CILT, “Camper in Leadership Training” at an Organization called Forest Home, in Redlands California. I was pretty good at faith. It consisted of 5 weeks of experiences for a select group of young Christian kids who applied to gain leadership honing to be faith leaders in adulthood. One week of each of these:

Mission work in the community, we helped atba convalescent home.

Ministering to younger campers at Indian Village, the cabins are actual Native American Teepees :), My guitar skills were helpful in leading campers in worship. I wanted to be a Rock musician and I already was but fame and wealth were not manifested yet. As I write now over 30 years later, the manifesting is finally rising like the morning sun. I worship God in my own way. I love Jesucristo as I was raised to. I would NEVER attend Charlie Kirk events, ever. He gets no pass from me. More later on why.

I can’t believe the droves at his funeral. This is a sick country. I will stop there. Below is an accurate representation of what he and others in the modern right wing do, and have done. It makes me very angry. But, Christ is love and ultimately, I wont judge him, God will.

Another week of CILTS we spent backpacking and repelling off rocks in the San Bernardino mountains of San Bernardino. I learnedvwhat faith was because I was afraid of heights.

This book is for those curious about faith living, the best.

End of today’s entry babes.