My Soul’s Journey
There’s a storm in my head
The rumblings of energies
– Unfathomable Forces – evoked.
But how do I reign?
The Man said, “FORGET ALL.
NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS.”
White sleighs powered by laughter
Skim the silver cloudway.
Dim imperc
The Light Within
Trust the guru within
Follow your path to spiritual truth
Stand in the calm light of the centre
Move confidently forward in light and love
To create the future you want to see
Instead of clinging to old patterns and behaviours
A Womb of Light
My body is a womb of Light,
A chalice from which all may sip
In Communion with Oneness,
Wholeness,
Life more abundant.
Life more abundant—
An expression of the Christ
Filling us with Love and Joy
That we
LIGHT IS WINNING
YOU CANNOT SEE US
BUT WE SEE YOU
There are not weapons nor evil enough
to destroy the growing army of
lightworkers in the world.
We cannot be defeated by dark forces,
for in us there are no names, no faces.
We have no governmen
My garden of flowers
is also my garden
of thoughts and dreams.
The thoughts grow
as freely as the flowers,
and the dreams are as beautiful.
~*~ Abram L. Urban ~*~
Your garden reflects your soul—a vibrant space where thoughts blossom freely and d
From the moment you were born,
your death has walked beside you.
Though it seldom shows its face,
you still feel its empty touch
when fear invades your life,
or what your love is lost
or inner damage is incurred...
Yet when destiny draws you
into
The sun is still rising,
the wind is still blowing,
and out here in the wild,
you are growing.
And there might be days
where you might struggle to feel it’s true,
and you might struggle to trust
that here in the wilderness,
there is more ahead of
Deep in the forest there stood
A tree whose heart beat in the winter wood
Who understood everything that was bad
And everything that was good.
It extended long arms to woo you
As the winter wind blew and blew
And every thing a child could think,
The
you are not here and yet you are everywhere. i cannot see you and yet i see the evidence of how you so richly poured yourself into my world. i cannot hear you and yet your voice is in everything i do from day to day. from the first glimpse of the
I know there may have been times in your life when you’ve stopped dancing, stopped singing, stopped being yourself because someone was watching you. Judging you.
And you are not the only one to feel this way. But I can’t help thinking that we’ve g
May The Light Of Your Soul Guide You
by John O’Donohue
May the light of your soul guide you.
May the light of your soul bless the work
You do with the secret love and warmth of your heart.
May you see in what you do the beauty of your own soul.
May
The Christmas Tree Fairy
by Cicely Mary Barker, (1923)
The little Christmas Tree was born
And dwelt in open air;
It did not guess how bright a dress
Some day its boughs would wear;
Brown cones were all, it thought, a tall
And grown-up Fir would bear
As I began to love myself
I found that anguish and
emotional suffering are only
warning signs that I was living
against my own truth.
Today, I know, this is Authenticity.
As I began to love myself
I understood how much
it can offend somebody
if I try
It’s when the earth shakes
And foundations crumble
That our light is called
To rise up.
It’s when everything falls away
And shakes us to the core
And awakens all
Of our hidden ghosts
That we dig deeper to find
Once inaccessible strength.
It’s in ti
Breakage
by Mary Oliver
I go down to the edge of the sea.
How everything shines in the morning light!
The cusp of the whelk,
the broken cupboard of the clam,
the opened, blue mussels,
moon snails, pale pink and barnacle scarred—
and nothing at all w
"Don't Shame Yourself"
Don’t ever
shame yourself
for showing up,
admitting or sharing,
only to be shutdown
or even ghosted.
To want to reach out
and describe your struggle
and be understood
is better than holding
it all painfully insi
I’ve found myself thinking “I couldn’t go through this again.”
But when I think about it -
I mean, really think about it –
that’s not true.
If I had my time again…
I would know you again.
I would love you again.
And if that meant I would lose you again,
I
I love listening to the rain pitter pattering on the hood of my coat.
I love watching storms dance around the sky from behind a window.
I love feeling the warmth of the sun when I’m sitting in the shade.
And I love hearing the waves crash against th
There's a robin on my fence today,
A feather by my feet
A heart-shaped leaf that blows along
Beside me down the street
Your song played on the radio
This morning in the car
And just last night I could've sworn
I saw a shooting star
The sun and r
~ The Garden in September ~
“I’ve come to love September almost as much as May.
It’s a month of gentle transition, bidding farewell to summer and ushering in autumn.
September is famously soft, rich and characterful, like a fine wine or well-crafted c
"It is the destiny of Earth to become a sacred planet."
