Shalowm family, Kardayah here. Todah Rabah for coming toady to dwell in our zone. We welcome you ba hashem Yahawashi Hamachiach.

Today we are vibing out to the high frequency emissions of Gratitude. If searching the web of all things manifestation. You will undoubtedly encounter many supporters of the gratitude method.

I myself was quickly drawn to this practice upon my first attempt of studying the law of attraction and manifestation. I had always been a major, “thank you Yahawasha'(Jesus)” fan. So studying the gratitude concept was like a crash refresher course on manifestation.

I remember a guy speaking on attracting his overflow of blessings. He spoke of how he was just overly thankful for everything. I immediately started to do my part to make this concept work. Therefore, today I have formed an ever expanding love and appreciation for gratitude.

I am constantly giving, “thank yous” (todahs), for everything and anything. From rocks, corndogs, and skates to happy babies, my perfume, and Shabbat revalations. I thank YAH for my abundance. I thank HIM for the deeply bred pain and scars that HE has and is healing.

He is real.

He is ALL and HIS wisdom has made me strong. Made me rich. Made me healthy and sustains my soul. He takes care of me in every aspect of life. All because I am grateful. Not with just my words but also my actions.

I have surrendered my will and purpose to YAH. YAH has began to pour old knowledge into me. I already knew some of these things from childhood. But he needed to cement me into HIS word so that HE could work through me.

Indulge in this vibe with me Family. Allow me a moment to digress.

Devinity My Love

I’d seen so many miracles preformed at my church. Unbelievable things. Some hard to be precieved and to some children terrifying to see. But not to me. Not all of the time anyway; I’d say it was extremely startling. Oddly enough,I started being more afraid the older that I got.

Yah has allowed me to see the spirits plaguing my people. They weren’t all bad, but just seemed to be aimlessly wandering before disappearing. They would simply continue on with their doings because they didn’t notice me. They didn’t see me paying attention. They did not know that I could see.

These things made me thirst for YAH’s knowledge. I yearned to learn how to heal people, situations and things. I wanted to hear the Ru’aah Ha Quodesh clearly speaking to me. I wanted to be like Yahawasha’.

I thought, “Could God teach me these things? How would I get HIM to choose me?”

My Answer.

Well, one night at church in a late night service. My aunt came rushing into the church. She was telling my Ma and some others that she was in the car with some guys who were flying down the road doing the wrong things. It was bad….She had jumped out of the moving car.

At the time of this event. I was starting to get kinda scared looking at her shaken state. I knew of her unhealthy lifestyle. So you can imagine the fear that I felt. I thought they were coming to get her. I just knew that at any minute; they would come walking in.

I was sitting with my hand on the Bible in the safe comforts of one of the hugest boys I had known; my cousin Jeremiah. So, I was calming a little. I started to feel more curious excitement and much safer.

Currently, we were sitting on the right side of Old Glory. (The nickname of our old church.) We were practicing strong faith that night as Bishop Hagan proceeded to cast out demons. I could barely see over the textured wooden framed pews with their blue cushioned seats.

I loved how the pews felt on my feet. But I hated the small exposed staples that always managed to scrape me. Those disrespectful things always ended up leaving me with the deepest cuts. I thought I’d be happier with new seats. I was for a while, but I still miss the old seats.

Anyhow, a lot was going on in the sanctuary that night. The leaders of Hagan Temple and The Negative Ru’aah (Which I call the devil. I only call his name to cast him out and damn him.) along with his emps were in a spiritual battle that night. I remember many highly spiritually active nights in our services. Yet, this night was much different from most. This was the realest of the real. This was visual. Almost physical.

Then I saw them walk right past me. They had calm focused looks on their faces. They moved forward toward the front of the church where my aunt stood.

It’s almost like they were looking for or at her. Like they were coming to settle the issue or tell their part. Then they just went away. I think I covered my eyes and ears. It terrified me. But I had to look. My heart was racing.

Eventually, all of us children were sent into the kitchen; away from the fight. To be shielded and protected by the prayers going on around us. I could feel the evil spirits dwelling around me and inquisitive ones too. I was looking all around for them too.

I remember looking at the pictures on the walls attempting to read my way back to reality. YAH had sent angels to comfort me a little. Yet, I was still very aware of that dynamic power that was stirring up inside of me. Also, the presence of the spirits that had revealed themselves. I remember feeling them leave.

After church, I had began to explain to my Ma, aunt, and Jeremiah about what I had seen.

“When you were talking about those men in the church.”, I started.”

I saw two men walking in.”, I said to my aunt looking up at her. Then at my Ma for a response.

“What kind of man? What did he look like? She quizzed me with itching ears.

“I saw two men.”, I replied. One has on a white shirt, a red bandana and shades.

(I don’t remember if I gave her the color of Their shirts, but it was red or white. I don’t remember a whole lot about the other guy except that he was a little older. But I can still see and feel their presence in my memory.)

The surprise on my aunt’s face almost made everything explode inside of me.

“That’s them Rat!”, She exclaimed. ( Rat is my childhood nickname. ❤)

“You described the exact thing they had on.”, She explained.

“Ma!”, She said alerting my grand-mother.

Then I explained it all over again. I oddly don’t remember my Ma’s response though. I felt ecstatic, excitement, and fear. I remember not wanting the night to end.

This is when I fell in love with devinity. HalleluYah!

Manifesting for HIS Glory.

Over the years, I have fought the Ru’aah. Spiritual things started to scare me. I replaced my ru’aah’s vibes with anxiety. Much like the guy from the movie, “Wanted”. (This movie oddly was a tool used to direct me back to Ru’aah. It helped encourage me to start to pay attention again.

So this is when YAH started to teach me how to calm down, attract and manifest. Therefore, preparing me to be aligned with the pull of HIS willing universe. Therefore, forging and engineering me to shine bright as the Son; for HIS glory.

My first step was speaking it into existence. So, I am continuously saying todah to YAH in advance. He has started to put my dreams on display in front of me.

I started to write in thanks. Thought in thanks. Woke up thanking and praising HIS quodesh name. Todah rabah ABBA YAH ba hashem Yahawasha’ Hamashiach.

Over the last 10 years, I have been practicing extreme gratitude. In return YAH has given me the career of my dreams. The man of my dreams. Along with so many other things that I thought I would never see. He does it for me because I am grateful. I give thanks coated in faith. Like raisins made chocolaty. I have found gratitude to be one of the biggest influences and ways to speed up my manifesting process.

So how do you use gratitude to gain your increase? It is quite simple really. You see? You have so many options.

Try This Family!

Let’s start with scripting. It’s fairly easy. You can write down your wants and needs. Read them all aloud. Then go back through reading each one giving thanks as if you have it. Knowing without a doubt that you have it.

Next, you could try gratitude and prosperity affirmations. Feel free to make your own and/or find them on line. I have on my channel, KARDAYAH’S Soul, a great playlist. It’s called, “21 Day Abundance Affirmations”. Feel free to try it out.

Affirmations are amazing because your words vibrate the change into the atmosphere. Rippling back to you; the desires of your life. Repeating creates a meditation on the ideas. Therefore reprogramming your subconscious to attract what is being deeply seeded into it. It’s like magnetism via chewing the cud. Meditation=Great Success.

Remember, Joshua 1:8 [8]This book of the Towrah shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt MEDITATE therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way PROSPEROUS, and then thou shalt have GOOD SUCCESS.

Lastly, I do suggest to you being overly grateful. You can also incorporate mirror work into this method. You should start by giving YAH thanks; as soon as your eyes open! Tell HIM todah because you know your manifestation is here.

Go through your day for seven days being unnecessarily grateful. Which is not a real thing. But do it anyway. Tell YAH todah for every compliment that you receive. Say Todah rabah for all of the beautifully designed colorful leaves that line our paths daily.

Say todah for your baby girl scraping her knee in the process. Who now knows how to ride her bike with no hands. Tell YAH todah for her achievement and next steps of life.

Placing gratitude as your subject pulls the manifestation to you much quicker. Do what you can to become todahs and gratitude personified. Praise and Todahs are top priorities of Abba’s saints. Own it Y’isra’el.

All in all, I encourage you to be encouraged. Open your mouth and speak your gratitude. Be definite in your words. Be descriptive and know what you want. Be sure that you want it. Vibrate your harvest into existence. Create with Confidence in ABBA YAH.

It works you will see. Try these three methods. Implement them into your everyday routine for 21 days. This will create habit.

Todah for joining me for this Taste of Grace. I love you. Peace, blessings, and shalowm Family! Happy Manifesting.💚💛

Use it.

Coconut oil filled palms rubbing across your intriguing face. Down my nose. Up my forehead. Up your right then left cheek bones. Two hands on a healing mission. Smooth my neck up to your chin. Then again.

Shâlôwm, Kardayah. I’m pleased to meet you. I love you. You’re a millionaire. Abba YAH loves you.

Coconut oil dipped hands graze your thick, ruddy, sin wage scarred arm. Then the other all the same. We’ve come a long way Sweetie. Oh, the enseighnements(oonsainyemoon) we are baruch to have withstood. But now I’m good.

I apologize for my bad choices. I apologize for hurting you. Todah YAH for making me beautifully. Kardayah, you will win. No matter what YAH has your back.

Eyes of power stare back at me. Nutella has nothing on you. I never thought that such innocence would exist in my secret space. Yet, you’re here and I remember you.

Humbly holding my attention. I can more fearlessly see you now. While I’m sober. While you deliberately stand forth. Wearing a haunting gaze that at times makes me smile. I behold the embrace of my reality. There is only you. Inside Abba’s ru’aah is sustaining we.

You are a successful business woman. You deserve prosperity. You are the image of HE who IS. You have the right to have it all. You are a child of Elohim. You will never be alone again. Because I see you. I feel your presence. You are my me. I love you.

Coconut oil coated hands caress your comely face. Down my speckled nose; smoothing up and out my two toned brow. Lovingly they sweep outward and upward; somewhat mesmerized. Finding their way to freckle specked cheeks; from bonny, deep brown lips of the sweetest kind.

I have shâlôwm, peace, and tranquility in my home. You are an example of quodesh. I forgive everyone who has ever tresspassed against me. I ask that I am forgiven by those whom I have hurt. I release and receive release. YAH is pleased with you.

© 2019 KARDAYAH’S Soul

It didn’t take long for me to figure out what I wanted to do; neither be when I grew up. I was always writing my name and counting things. If there was paper, pencils, crayons, or books. I had to be there.

I’d bring home piles of old books and workbooks from school as a child. The end of the year was YAH’s gift to nerds. So my parents just let me run wild. I played school. I taught. I learned. I was shown. Now I see.

I loved to write because I could say whatever I wanted to on the paper. I could persuade the flock to truly understand. Not to get my way at all times, but to simply give understanding. Writing invitingly made it easier to fulfill this gut wrenching urge that I had, “to tell you something”.

At times of importance, people didn’t really stop to listen to me as I grew up. I always got: talk with some sense girl, stop lying, don’t mind her she’s slow, my words and thoughts were shunned by both young and old. Todah to those who took the time to listen to the genius inside. HalleluYAH!

I was told to use some “common sense”. I was embarrassed, a lot. So I went along with “common sense”, which as I have grown has become an exact replica of, “most popular choice/spoken sense”. Being that in a heaping amount of my experiences; the common sense approach or answer was not only the wrong answer. But it also was not the only answer; nor the first. I have realized that the impatient person, whom I was addressing, just had a deafening ignorance forcing them to over look me.

The second thing that I noticed was that I am attracted to numbers like bees to honey. They comfort me. I remember, I’d get mad or be very upset so I would write the alphabet, linked to numbers, up to as far as i could bare. Kinda like abcdef………1234567891011……..999. Then I’d go through and pair them together by triples.

My mama taught it to me. She has her own version of this game; from which I modeled my activity. She would go through the magazines and other books crossing out letters. Spelling things. Creating. So I started to do the same. Red, Mrs. Jackson, a silent mastermind; YAH’s gift to me. Yellow. How grateful I am. HallelluYAH!

The last and most intriguingly terrifying thing that I discovered very early on; is that I could sing. I loved to sing. I would almost explode if I didn’t sing. And EVERYONE who ever truly had a good listen; loved to hear.

When I sing, Kardayah becomes the whole of me. My Being comes alive inside of me. Todah YAH for Your Glory. HalleluYah! Yet, I’d never been so afraid to show the full potential of a gift given to me by YAH. See, this one though, has the power to persuade a nation. As long as I allow YAH to guide me. So HE is and so here we are.

Anyhow, these became my favorite pass times. Everyone said write and I, not recognizing the voice of Yahawasha’; decided not to do so. By the way procrastination will kill your very being. If you don’t ask YAH to help you get it under control and consciously work to stop following the same patterns.

Trust me. Your life starts to feel like it’s ending before it begins. I had so much fear and doubt. Anxiety attacks had even started to paralyze me entire body from head to toes.

I almost passed up on my future. I almost quit. I was, “chasing a dream that I hadn’t dreamed yet”. (Thanks Mali Music, for that amazing expression.) Weirdly, I had not moved my feet to catch up with my speeding scattered mind.

YAH is revealing HIS divine will for me. (THE SUN JUST INSTANTLY STARTED TO SHINE THROUGH THE COMPLETE CLOUDINESS. GLORY!)

So now that I’m putting it all together, ABBA has spoken; is speaking louder and clearer than ever. HIS truth has lead me here. I’m no longer wondering why I’m so different. Why I obtain so much information in such a small time frame. Or what the number thing is all about.

YAH’s answers were plain; they still yet remain the same. He gave me a mission that HE had submitted into my Papa’s DNA from the time that HE first thought of me. YAH revealed this to me. While all along, my angels started to speak to me so loudly; that it seemed they were throwing triple numbers into my face. I started to eagerly learn to pay attention. Now I have my own business. Once YAH opened this door for me. I knew what my next step needed to be.

I’m no longer under mental strain; worrying about how I’m gonna start my blog. I’m much better at starting conversations. Meaningful expressions are my preference. The ABBA is not a fan of profane and/or vain babblings. (2 Tim. 2:16) So we’ll avoid these things to the best of my ability.

Also, I’m no longer pondering over whether or not my topic is good enough. YAH speaks to me, and I try to speak to you. I just sit down with pen and paper. Then allow the Ruach to sort it out from there. Then I type it up; the way that it is revealed to me.

While HE was teaching me to follow my life path. I have been taught how to create and manifest what’s best for me. YAH has revealed to me my True Being. I am now a Country Soul artist, spiritual life coach, business owner, mother, wife, and an author.

Every last one of my dreams have come true. Yet, this is only the beginning. I have manifested a successful career. Thanks to YAH. I’ve been taught and achieved the manifestation of two dream homes so far. My books and music touch souls everyday. I’m manifesting a magically exhilarating; fulfillingly strenuous and blissfully rewarding life.

Todah family, for coming to sit, read, laugh, or just have a listen. I welcome you all to KARDAYAH’s Soul.

There are no such things as mistakes. Everything happens for you; not to you. (Romans 8:28) You have a purpose for being here. For now enjoy your taste of Grace. Shalom family!

Enjoy Even More Grace.

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