Thursday, September 4, 2014


Some days it seems I don't have much transformation information to pass along.......that is because there are days that I am waiting for my own transformation to take place, waiting to see my own light at the end of the tunnel.  I can tell you this, it is most difficult to see the light at the end of someone else's tunnel when you can't see your own..  Yet you know in your heart, your light is there, just not visible yet.

I thought a great deal about faith the past few days, about having the faith the size of a grain of mustard seed........that is very little faith, a tiny amount, hardly any to speak of.  Through the years, I kept the faith, a great deal of mankind, in goodness, in the universe, even in God.
As the past couple of years have gone by, I understand how faith is faith can dwindle down to a mustard seed or smaller......or even disappear.  That's when the faith of others comes into play.

The faith of others, their love and caring and concern can carry you when yours has been swept away.
I have missed a great deal of the work the past few months because of this "serum sickness."  There have been times when my quality of life has not been at its peak or even mid-point......and doubts have flooded my head and heart.  This week my students have kept the faith for me, they have held me and comforted me and let me know in no uncertain terms that they are there for me.  My friends and work family have done the same and I am overwhelmed by their outpouring of love and support. They have all kept the faith......even when I did not.

Tonight my transformation information is this.......if someone you know has lost the faith, carry it for them......let them know that even at their weakest, they are still loved, they are still a valuable human, that they still matter.  Faith the size of a grain of mustard seed is tiny in its size, but powerful in its ability.......that tiny bit of faith for someone when they have none can change their life and restore their faith.  Pass it on.

1 comment:

  1. Jilda, this post really touched me...

    I went though a very long 9 months last year where I could NOT see the light. The only thing that kept me grounded and holding on was that I KNEW the light would eventually show up...

    9 months seemed like a such a long time, I guess I had to go through that to become even stronger than I though.

    You are loved Jilda, I adore the way Rick talks about you with such nice words :)