business · cultivation · heaven · listen · perspective · relationship

Heaven’s Perspective

It’s very rare that I sit down to write and don’t know what to say… But here I am. It’s one of those days where (because I promised myself and God I would keep sharing) I must write.

But what do I write? And how do I write it? I asked Holy Spirit yesterday. He didn’t give me an answer. So, I engaged Heaven further. I wanted to know if maybe there was a scroll dimensions above that might give me a lead on what I should write. And all I heard was, “Heaven’s Perspective. Share about the perspective of Heaven.”

For more than 24 hours I’ve tossed those words around in my mind. I tried to engage my spirit for a lead. But still nothing. Nothing came forth. And then, then I heard my spirit say, “I’ve got it. Tell your readers about your life. Give them a breakdown of your daily reality. Go ahead and do it.”

For me, every day is different, but seemingly the same. I spend at least two undistracted hours every morning engaging Heaven. I listen to Holy Spirit. I question and converse with Him about my personal growth, my family and friends, my business, my sister’s business, my city, my nation and the world. Sometimes as I go down this list, family and friends faces or people I don’t even know will pop into my vision and I ask God what they need. How can I seemingly intercede for that person or group? I also message a person if Holy Spirit says to send them what I’m hearing and seeing. A lot of the time I have visions. I write them down. I try my best to keep a clean record of what I’m hearing and seeing. This is something I’ve grown with over the years, so looking back I don’t have a daily written record. Just memories I pull on from my spirit’s gift of memory. 

And then there are the conversations I’ve been having with angels and the cloud of witnesses. This is semi-new in the sense that I was seeing angels in my visions, but now I hear their voices. Which is a change. They all have different ranks. Some think my conversations with angels are thrilling, which they are… But, I tend to just really love communicating with Holy Spirit. Really Him and the Father. Jesus too… but Holy Spirit is truly my best friend so I always want to spend time with Him.

After two hours of this, sometimes it’s more but really never less, I move into more of a work mode. I manage my sister’s business and career through Cultivate Life. Meaning that the system and methods Cultivate Life operates on help dictate and orchestrate Bridget Winder Art. And I know… A lot of people wonder what that actually looks like. And, honestly, it changes from day to day. She creates a lot of art, in many different forms (painting, sketching, singing, acting, performing, etc). In my undistracted morning time, I ask Heaven loads of questions about different art pieces and production projects. And Heaven gives me a lead about where we should go next. They don’t just answer my questions, they also provide me with a template for how to go about the day. They also advise me on how to price things or sometimes even how to respond to emails.

Then some days I jump on calls with people who are growing and cultivating a relationship with God. Those that need some guidance. We’ve all been there at some point. Needing a nudge. Needing someone that is like minded that can help us move forward through the season we are in. So, I’ll jump on a call and just listen. Listen and ask Holy Spirit how the entire conversation needs to move forward. And there’s always prayer. Prayer that’s focused on meeting specific needs.

Actually, prayer is important to me. I spend two hours (sometimes more) on a prayer call for the state of Louisiana every Tuesday. The call is from 6am-6pm. People from all over the state jump on the call. There’s a new list of needs released every week. I moderate from 3pm-4pm. Which means, I lead the call and anyone that jumps onto the call can jump in and add a prayer or what Holy Spirit might be showing them at any time. I’ve been a part of this for more than a year and I really enjoy it. It’s helped me mature and grow in more ways than I can even perceive right now. 

Another thing my day always consists of is gym time. I’ve been working out consistently since I lost 100 pounds 15 years ago. The gym as been many things to me over the years, but the last two years have been the best. I finally appreciate the body I live in because I’m no longer abusing it with food and exercise. And honesty, I believe I’m in the best shape of my life because I’m finally spiritually and mentally free of all of the things that were causing me to be in an abusive relationship.

You know… I’ve been following my spirit’s lead and giving you a breakdown of my daily life, and I just thought of the initial prompt, which was “Heaven’s Perspective.” And I hear Holy Spirit saying this, “This is what it’s about Amanda. You’re giving your readers a glance of how to do life from Heaven’s perspective. How to get up and spend the time listening and learning from Me. How to apply what you’ve been told to your business. And how to work with other’s as you go about your daily life. Amanda, this is what I need others to do. I need them to constantly draw closer and closer to Me. To put down their distractions and excuses and really engage what I have for them and the world.”

And I don’t know about your life or how it operates, but Heaven is pleading with us to drop all of the fluff of the material world and truly cultivate a life that’s deeply connected to the realm of Heaven. The life of a child of God is meant to be lived from the human spirit. We are meant to connect to Heaven and gain its game plan every single day. Iniquity and evil don’t have to rule and reign over our lives. We are capable of coming up higher and truly living from Heaven’s perspective. 🌱

capacity · develop · expansion · perspective · process

Consider the Stars…

Have you ever looked at the nighttime sky before and thought, “Those stars… They’re so bright!.. So beautiful!.. So perfect!..”

If so, then you should know… Before becoming that bright ball of light, each star went through a process… This process included very dark, cold conditions with a lot of intense pressure… And, with the pressure, chemicals bonded together, balanced out… And BAM… A star was born…

In the same way, I believe we are like stars…

Many times, forces of life interfere, causing a lot of pressure on the inside of us… And, with that pressure, we become something stronger, better and more balanced than before…

Unfortunately, like gazing at the night sky, we don’t personally know what it might’ve felt like for each person to go through their own transformation to light… Because, well, it was a personal process… Really, only truly felt by one sole individual in it’s fullness…

Which is why I can look at my mom and say, “Life has been painfully awkward without dad… It’s been your own personal version of Hell”…

But, in reality, well I still only SEE what’s happened… I haven’t really felt the intense pressure she’s felt from forces like depression, anger, anxiety and fear…

And because I haven’t felt her personal pain, or the pain of others… Well it’s easy to gaze at this wonderful place we have called social media and say, “Wow, his/her life is perfect!”…

In this space, I believe we miss out on the darkness… Because, to post our pain might be wrong, disheartening and depressing…

And I agree, no one wants to hear us whine and complain… But, I think it’s important to remember that we are all going through something on the other end of what might look perfect and put together… That, for so many reasons, forces of darkness are part of life… And, a lot of the time, they help create us…

So, next time we gaze at life through the space of social media, please remember, what we see isn’t always the whole story… The love, light and laughter we see has a dark side to making it what it is… And that darkness that created the light should be recognized and respected…

Because… Well, it’s part of the story too…

capacity · challenge · deposit · perspective · strength · warfare

High Tide…


Do you ever have moments… Really days… That sometimes feel like they’ve morphed into weeks… And weeks that seem like they’ve evolved into months… I’m talking about the kind that continue to roll in on you… The kind that you can’t seem to turn off… And the force of them all together is about to knock you over?…

In so many ways, well I feel like that’s what life is right now… I feel like I am standing on the shoreline and that there is a storm raging around my feet… And all I can seem to do is stand still because standing still is the only hope I have of keeping my balance in the sand as the tide rolls in…

And, at times, I feel like the tide is rolling in faster than I can keep up with… And it’s taking strength that isn’t even my own to stand sturdy… To be strong…

There’s a quote… Well actually a verse out of Proverbs that I’ve continued to live my life by lately, “she is clothed in strength and dignity; and she can laugh without fear of failure at the days to come”…

Because I feel like every ounce of strength and dignity I posses in this moment… This moment where the high tide of life could knock me down… Well I know it’s all coming from God… That He’s allowing me to stand tall… To be firm and secure and not falter in the midst of what feels so equally strong and oppositional…

And then there’s the reality that, after the storm is over, once we’ve made it through and life itself has become a peaceful place… Well then the tide will recede too… And the amazing thing about the tide receding is the reality that there will be a giant deposit left…

On the beach the deposit is a massive amount of sea treasures, like shells, sand dollars and little critters… But I feel like in life the same is true… Because for so many reasons, well if we can simply remain firm in God… In His peace, love, hope, righteousness, confidence and security… If we can be clothed in strength and dignity and wear them well in the storm… Well then we can laugh without fear of failure at the future ahead because we know deep down that a deposit is being made… And that deposit is something very, very, very good… A deposit that only God can leave behind for us… That only He can wash ashore in the midst of the confusion and chaos we feel…

And I don’t know if you feel like life is swirling in an endless circle of doom right now or not… But I feel like that… But in the midst of it all, I trust and believe with everything in me that, when the storm lets up and the water recedes there will be treasure laying in the sand… And at that point, it’s mine to pick up, claim and use in my life and for my future…

healing · peace · perspective

Racey Reality…

IMG_1762I live in a country where I’m allowed to express my mind… My thoughts… My reality….

My reality… My perspective on life has changed with time…

The journey God has taken me on in life has evolved as He’s changed my heart…

Part of the truth about who I am is being from the South… From Louisiana… From a place rooted in culture…

But within that culture is so much…

And part of the truth about who I am…. Who my ancestors were… Well it’s shameful…

I am an 8th generation descendant from a plantation…

Yeah, the ones we learn about in American history classes… A place where people owned people…

And I don’t know that much about the actual act of slavery on my family’s plantation… I’ve been told my ancestors treated their slaves “well”… And whatever the case is…. Well it doesn’t matter… Because my family used to own people… And that in itself isn’t just at all…

And I don’t hold it against them… There’s enough hate in this world as it is… And I don’t need to contribute by holding onto some couple of hundred year old hate…

And as much as I’d like to admit I’ve always been loving and accepting of different races and people groups… Well I haven’t…

I’ve had to learn to love others… To see the person sitting next to me as my equal… That we all bleed the same color and have air coming in and out of our lungs the way God intended…. That we all deserve love, respect and a chance to live a life of potential…

And I’ve asked God to forgive my ancestors… To free me and the life that comes after me of this hate, complete disrespect and crime against mankind…

But that’s the thing… Asking Him to forgive is good… It’s true… It happens… He’ll set the record straight and completely remove all of the curses on my generational line… But… Then living it out is different… Because that means I have to live a lifestyle of love…. To treat every single person I come into contact with with respect…

And I truly thank God for placing me in an environment over the past two years where I worked for an Asian-African American… Where I had to learn how to love them as myself…

And now…. Now when I walk down the street… Well color is color… I see less of what’s on the outside and more of what’s on the inside… I try and engage in conversation and look at the heart… Because the heart never lies…

And, of course, I’m not “there” yet… I have my moments where racism still tries to become a way in me… But then I quickly remind myself… Or have a friend remind me of reality…

And I just truly hope… One day… That I can just live with a peaceful mind… One that doesn’t segregate, discriminate, hate and completely disrespect a people group….

perspective · value & worth

Valuable Perceptions

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I had a conversation two days ago that hasn’t left my mind…. My boss was telling me that someone broke into the neighbors house and ransacked it… obviously they were looking for “things”…

And then I said “well, that makes me nervous to walk to my car alone at night now.” and her response, “oh Amanda, they don’t want you. They want your stuff and you don’t have anything.”

Funny…. people wanting stuff… and the thought that because I don’t have anything of true monetary value…. well it means I don’t have anything….

It’s funny because our world is so skewed… we value what’s in our home over what’s in our heart….

And living in L.A. makes that truth more of a reality…. this city has misperceived the value of things so much….

And I think her statement to me is even more important since I’ve been working on valuing myself… it just sticks out… and it continues to remind me that it’s so important to value what’s in me and what’s in the people around… it reminds me not to truly value what sparkles and shines on the outside… but to focus on the inside…

Because at the end of the day… well it’s all just stuff… the stuff we accumulate here and now… for a time… until something better is created… or until we feel like what we have isn’t good enough anymore… or of course until “they” tell us we need more… something else to place on our finger or in our garage…

And in reality it’s so useless….

I had another thought that supported this conversation last night… one of the girls was listening to a song…. and the song said “I was raised by a television”… and that line stuck with me… because I began to think “it’s so true”…. a TV did raise me… or helped raise me…

And the reason I have a miscued perception is because of what I’ve been taught through what I’ve seen on TV…. because I was taught to value the tangible over the intangible…

And things like this really bother me… they bother me because I know I need to value me more… I need to place what’s inside of me over what I see… but it’s still a challenge at times… to care more about the intangible…

And then when I think about dad being gone… and how I miss him… his love, his kindness, his jokes… just his entire personality…. the things that were gone the moment he stopped breathing… well it helps me remember it really is just stuff…

Of course then it makes me want to tell my boss “you know… it’s a shame no one would want to steal me… because what’s on the inside of me is more valuable than what’s in that house”…

And I think what I’m trying to tell myself is I should value myself enough to think “what’s inside of me is worth stealing…. it’s worth taking… it’s that valuable… but then it’s also so valuable that only those who know true value are looking”…..

And I guess realizing that people that know true value attract and look for others with true value is good for me to think on…. Because it might just be my next step to becoming and staying focused on what’s truly important… And that’s ok with me…

grief · just live · perspective

Respecting Moments

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How do I feel right now? I feel rested, but I’m still searching….. searching for so much and completely curious and intrigued by this world around me.

I continue to have thoughts about life being an illusion and the fact that we’ll probably all wake up one day to realize we were living in God’s imagination….. and I still don’t know what to do with these thoughts at all.

I’ve been encouraged to live in the moment more and more… the present…. the constant here and now that’s changing and evoking so very quickly.

Some of us live in the past…. wishing and regretting and think about what we did or could’ve done better…. And then some of us live in the future…. constantly thinking ahead, for the next moment and the next day…. what we’ll be doing when we get off work or when the weekend gets here.

As a result, a sad result…. we forget that we are here…. in today…. in this moment and we can’t make it leave. It has to be lived, experienced to some capacity… it has to become part of our life. But we want it gone so badly. It’s actually insulting to the moment.

It’s insulting because it has a right to be here just like the ones that have passed and the ones that are coming soon. The moment we are in now was created for a purpose and it might seem insignificant…. but it’s not… because I believe each one contains the ability to teach us something…. so that we can love and show kindness to those around us.

But gosh, we are so good at wishing them away. Right now…. right now I’m excited about football season… but it’s not coming any faster with my excitement. It’s still days and several moments away…. so rather than live in the future…. rather than live in my mind, in those moments…. I’m challenging myself to know it’s coming and it will be exciting, but using my thoughts to think about it is wasting my time…. it’s also wasting the moment I am in now.

It’s the same with living in the past…. reliving the death of my father…. wanting him back so much and thinking backwards… it doesn’t help me any at all. And honestly, the way my imagination is…. well I’ve probably exaggerated the story and it’s changed a lot. So thinking backwards and wishing for him to come back is wasting moments too.

And then there are the times I want time to move faster…. so I can reach a goal faster and reach the weekend faster… or reach the end of the day or a special event faster…. but that’s wasteful too. Think about all of the people that were wishing and hoping that the evening of June 2 would pass faster. They were ready for that day to be over…. and my family was in a hospital…. with my dad…. with him taking his last breathes…. living his last few moments on earth…. and we didn’t want that day to speed up and end quickly… we wanted it to move slowly so we could savor the moment…. to take it all in.

And with that thought…. it’s all of a sudden kind of disrespectful to others…. others who are living in moments of life, love and death… moments that take their breathes away…. days we think are so insignificant, mundane and boring…. well they might hold huge significance for someone else… and here we are being selfish and pretentious…. wanting our time, our day, our moment to hurry the hell up and get here….

But they can’t because someone else is enjoying that day, that moment in it’s fullness. And I guess it’s part of our duty, part of being a good human with a good soul to respect each moment we are in…. to just live in it and know that someone around us might be living with ideas of life, love and death… and that we should respect that.

I think… in a way…. it makes the idea of life being an illusion a lot easier and life itself a lot more valuable…. because so many times we cheapen life by wishing it’s valuable moments and days away. And honestly, it’s way too short to do that…. so let’s all try to respect where we are… in today…. in this very moment that might feel boring and mundane… the day where we feel like living in the past or present… don’t… live in today, in this very moment and respect it for what it is..

Do it because you would want someone to show the same amount of kindness to you when a life, love or death moment comes into your presence. Respect those by respecting your current moment.