LOVE

by Angela - on August 3, 2015

Who doesn’t love LOVE?? (No one, that’s who.)

If we’re friends on Facebook, or you follow me on Tumblr or Twitter, you know I have a thing for hearts (#loveis all around). The hearts are an excuse to look for evidence of love every day. You’d think I could do that without looking for hearts, but having a project seems to help ūüėČ The following is a “treatment” I wrote out for myself a few years back and I work with often; it came out of a study of I Corinthians 13. I’ve never shared it publicly, so I admit it’s taking a bit of courage to do so now. [By treatment, I mean a kind of prayer that aligns my thought with the divine, specifically: divine LOVE, and my experience then necessarily and naturally follows suit and healing results.] I use words like “the devil,” “animal magnetism,” “liar,” and “mortal mind.” These terms are somewhat interchangeable and are meant to signify a kind of thinking that has fear, death, disease, and limitation as its premise and intent–all the while disguised as my thinking. It is magnetic and mesmeric in nature and ultimately is unreal because it is illusory and not based in the divine. My thoughts actually have their source in the one spiritual divine consciousness Itself! I cite my sources, but spoiler alert, they’re all either from the Bible or from Mary Baker Eddy’s writings. Oh, and Love with a capital “L” refers to God, the source and substance of LOVE, which is reflected in our lives in infinite ways.

Thanks for reading! I hope it resonates on some level.

“The devil takes everything that Love has given and puts its hands all over it; tries to make it its own. Chews it up, spits it out, analyzes it, doubts it, has its suspicions about it, leaves its animal scent, belittles it, tries to remold it to its own substandard, mocks it, locks it up to save it for later, and betrays it. Mortal mind is petty, calculating, limiting, stagnating, stifling, acidic, cynical, doubting, fearful, paranoid, jealous, hateful, penurious, churlish, selfish, short-sighted, swollen, illusive, vengeful, broken, fragmentary. It ‚Äúfosters distrust where honor is due,‚ÄĚ and ‚Äútrusts where there should be avoidance‚ÄĚ (The First Church of Christ, Scientist and Miscellany, page 211; Mary Baker Eddy). It uses pride to get us to present an appealing outer image meanwhile neglecting the inner; ignorance bids us depend on the lesser in place of the greater, a ‚Äúfalse convenient peace‚ÄĚ (ibid.). It says, ‚ÄúI can do it myself‚ÄĚ in childish ignorance.
Whereas the childlike ‚ÄúI can do nothing of myself‚ÄĚ (John 8:28) is the key to Love‚Äôs authority and ‚Äúindividualize[d] infinite power‚ÄĚ (The First Church of Christ, Scientist and Miscellany, page 165; Mary Baker Eddy). Love has reduced animal magnetism to bite size chunks where we have the dominion to dismiss it; we have the thrill of seeing the devil‚Äôs sheer nothingness and utter powerlessness as we live love. Undisturbed about our Father-Mother‚Äôs business of loving, all the claims of this dastardly liar fall by the wayside as the dust they are, to be trodden under foot as we move, uninterrupted, on. No offense, no obstacle, no looking back, we are walking forward in Love, always on the watch for opportunities to put into practice our dear skill of being kind, being patient, being courteous, trusting, being generous, forgiving without condition.
Love liberates, comforts, empowers, forgives, enables, emancipates, encourages, elevates, blesses, unlimits, enlarges, purifies, simplifies, glorifies, trusts, bestows, leads, grants, pacifies, heals, demonstrates. God‚Äôs child is always equipped to love as the object, reflection, and manifestation of Love. Always ready to say, ‚Äúmy pleasure,‚ÄĚ when the Samaritan brings a lost soul to the inn to be cared for, even when we might not get ‚Äúpaid‚ÄĚ for it ‚Äėtil later or never (See Luke 10:30-37).
Love is never either/or. ‚ÄúIt is impartial and universal…‚ÄĚ (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, page 13:2-3). It does not take from one and give to another, it has no need of borrowing, traveling, juggling, competing, counting, or procrastinating. Love is the ‚Äúopen fount free to all‚ÄĚ (Christian Science Hymnal, Hymn 269) and never leaves a man behind. Where one is loved, all are loved. Where all are loved, one is loved. ‚ÄúAll is infinite [Love] and its infinite manifestation, for [Love] is All-in-all‚ÄĚ (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, page 468).
My body is the works of Love that I do in Love‚Äôs name (not in my name, for my glory, to pacify my conscience or check a duty off my list). My body is the substance of my thought and when the substance of my thought is my practice of Love, I am the image of Love. I exist as the idea of Love, in Love. I am not physique [physioŇć* =1) to make natural, to cause a thing to pass into nature; 2) to inflate, blow up, to cause to swell up; a) to puff up, make proud; b) to be puffed up, to bear one’s self loftily, be proud. *Phsysis= b) birth, physical origin; c) a mode of feeling and acting which by long habit has become nature]–a blob of matter that needs modeling or shaping or¬† cultivating.
I am the active expression of Love, Love expressing itself as me. I am Love expressed–as unselfishness, kindness, benevolence, patience, gratitude, generosity, serenity, calm, joy, honesty, tenderness, trust, vitality, strength, loveliness. These substantial qualities make up my only identity, my only body. Mortal mind‚Äôs conception of me as a mixture of good and evil needing improvement or process is a thing that is added to me as God‚Äôs beloved child; but that which God creates/reveals can have nothing added or taken away. I am always at the standpoint of perfection–complete demonstration and practice of my true identity as the loved of Love.”

With Love,

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UMission Person of the Week says: Keep going!

by Angela - on December 3, 2014

Spoiler alert: I am Umission.org’s Person of the Week!! Yes, that was the cheering you’ve been hearing this week. Apologies if it has been distracting. I love this organization, whose mission is for you to have a wonderful life.

Yours Truly is Person of the Week at Umission.org!

In this candid interview, I reveal personal details that have never been shared publicly (including my “worst” and “best” days and how I cope); I offer advice to writers, artists, and creatives; and I note “the beautiful symmetry of Petalwink ‚Äď I have the promise that these ideas work because I have had to live them.” Check out the whole interview here: umission.org/person-of-the-week/angela-sage-larsen/

“Just telling Petalwink‚Äôs message means I have to live it. As strange as it might sound, I look at Petalwink and say, ‘If this were a Petalwink story that I was writing, what would Petalwink do?’ There have been a number of times that I have thought that there‚Äôs a lesson in there somewhere and so the Petalwink stories come to mind and I think I too must live that message ‚Äď forgiveness, believing in yourself, sportsmanship, how to be a good friend. Before or after or during writing these stories I‚Äôve had to actually put those messages into practice in my life….This work has brought my spiritual practice in alignment with my every day life. I do not keep those separate.”

Thanks, UMission.org, for the recognition and for the inspiring work you do!

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Pale Blue Dot in a Universe of Love

by Angela - on November 25, 2014

Love always heals…divine Love, which is powerful, spiritual, ever-present. No element of mortality, limits, opinions from a singular (or dual) point of view. Guns and violence don’t heal and they never will. We watch Ferguson burn and our hearts burn with it; some in anger, some in mourning and anguish, some in acidic disappointment. We justify the verdict, or the rioting, or the tear gas. We react, argue our case, posture for each other (we can do this in the luxury of our homes which are not in Ferguson, you know. Pass the Grey Poupon, darling!). It is all a thin, fragile, crusty (mustardy?) layer of human opinion and if we dive down, we will see and be an ocean of Love. What appears¬†is rarely¬†what is.

Christ Jesus “plunged¬†beneath the material surface of things, and found the spiritual¬†cause” (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures), wrote the woman Mary Baker Eddy, who understood Jesus’ mission the best by doing the works he did. Our work is not on the surface; it is going deep, deep, as deep as we can, into our own hearts to wrestle to stay in that Love. To let our thoughts flow from it, our motives be determined by it, our words and actions reflect it. There is no other solution. Nothing else brings healing. Yes, the dialogue and the creative solutions, the adjustment of law are progressive; but these bless or function only when the foundation of them is Love.

Christ Jesus raised the dead not because he made some really good points and had some lovely, sound reasoning (he did), but because he lived love and in his presence even death fled. When the men came to unjustly arrest him (to eventually kill him after a mockery of a trial), his self-appointed protector cut off a soldier’s ear. Jesus didn’t cheer Peter, cut off the soldier’s other ear, or condemn Peter, he healed the soldier’s ear. He lived love and even the panic and self-justification of a cut off ear could not remain. It didn’t stop Jesus from being crucified, but it was Love who raised him.

It is Love that raises us all from the death of fear, self-justification, hate, deep-seated racism (white, black, doesn’t matter). All this Love requires of us is the self-control to turn to it and allow ourselves to wallow in it, lavish it on ourselves and others.

Maybe because I saw Interstellar last night, maybe because I had to work through some bitter disappointment last week, maybe because it’s a ginormous poster in my studio and so it’s on my mind all the time anyway, but it seems appropriate to reference my favorite photograph ever taken (and yes, it’s a selfie) —

The Pale Blue Dot is a photograph of planet Earth taken in 1990 by the Voyager 1 space probe from a record distance of 4 billion miles from Earth, as part of the solar system Family Portrait series of images. In the photograph, Earth is shown as a fraction of a pixel (0.12 pixel in size) against the vastness of space. The Voyager 1 spacecraft, which had completed its primary mission and was leaving the Solar System, was commanded by NASA to turn its camera around and to take a photograph of Earth across a great expanse of space, at the request of Carl Sagan. The Pale Blue Dot is a photograph of planet Earth taken in 1990 by the Voyager 1 space probe from a record distance of 4 billion miles from Earth, as part of the solar system Family Portrait series of images. In the photograph, Earth is shown as a fraction of a pixel (0.12 pixel in size) against the vastness of space. The Voyager 1 spacecraft, which had completed its primary mission and was leaving the Solar System, was commanded by NASA to turn its camera around and to take a photograph of Earth across a great expanse of space, at the request of Carl Sagan (click on the image to read his powerful words about this image).

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Sometimes Facebook is… a lot.

June 11, 2014



Sometimes Facebook is too much. I probably speak for most Facebook users when I say “I love it!” …and also “I hate it!” I love it, of course, because I’ve connected with friends across the country (from my childhood especially: LeeAnn and Marta!) that I relish being in contact with and may not have found […]

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I’m in *that* place

May 30, 2014



I was relieved when my brother called me the next day. “How’d it go?” He asked on Tuesday about the Petalwink: The Musical Song and Dance Showcase held on Monday. I used all the superlatives he expected (so rarely does he get an answer about how anything in my life experience is mediocre: “It was […]

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How many Petalwinkers does it take…?

May 21, 2014



I’m¬†a¬†proud¬†mama.¬†The¬†cast¬†for¬†our¬†upcoming Petalwink: The Musical Song¬†and Dance¬†Showcase¬†(Memorial¬†Day,¬†if¬†you’re¬†wondering and¬†want¬†to¬†get¬†tickets¬†…and¬†believe¬†me,¬†you¬†do)¬†has¬†been working¬†night¬†and¬†day¬†to¬†show¬†you¬†something¬†really special.¬†They¬†are¬†being¬†stretched¬†out¬†of¬†their¬†comfort zones¬†by¬†about¬†100¬†miles.¬†Singing,¬†dancing,¬†character development…and¬†that’s¬†onstage.¬†Offstage,¬†they¬†are stagehands,¬†lighting¬†techies,¬†costume¬†assistants,¬†gophers, and…set¬†painters.¬†They¬†never¬†complain,¬†grumble,¬†or argue¬†about¬†being¬†asked¬†to¬†work¬†even¬†harder¬†than¬†they already¬†are.¬†They’ll¬†tell¬†you¬†it’s¬†because¬†they¬†love Petalwink¬†and¬†her¬†message…but¬†I’ll¬†tell¬†you¬†the¬†truth.¬†It’s’cause¬†they’re¬†awesome. Please come see the fruit of their hard work!

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Dear Mom

May 8, 2014



Dear Mom, Sometimes I really miss you, but mostly I’m just really grateful for you. I’m sure you know about, in general–and are confident in–the good in my life, but I wanted to write you and let you in on a few details. I wish you’d met my husband, I know you’d love him. I […]

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Interview by Heather Vogel Frederick

November 26, 2013



When someone who is your inspiration and mentor offers to interview you, you do not pass go or collect $200, stop to think about it, or take a nap first; you say, “Heck, yeah, thanks!!” I’m so glad that’s what I said to Heather Vogel Frederick, author of the fabulous Mother-Daughter Book Club series. Her […]

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No More Excuses: Breaking through “Writer’s Block” part 1

September 13, 2013



I was honored when my publisher asked me to do a blog series for aspiring writers. There were so many topics to choose from, but I decided on one of my favorites: so-called “writer’s block.” Yes, so-called. Writer’s block is a fancy term for excuse (see my whole blog post here). Goes along nicely with […]

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Advice to a Budding Author

September 10, 2013



I’m happy that a new school year has started which means I’m teaching adult and continuing ed classes again. Last night was our first class of the semester. I love my students and love reviewing the creative process through their eyes and remembering the path I took to publication. It’s true that a book is […]

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