Little Worlds

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As politics and hate in the outer world make me chafed and raw, I seek refuge in the small little worlds I find out in nature. Like this bee with irridescent wings, getting nourishment out of this shriveled up flower. It looks like it’s no use to anyone, but the bee finds sustenance, and it helps him survive one more day.

Though he’s unaware, his beautiful wings capture the light and give us a rainbow of color.

The wispy grasses around him glow like gold in the summer sun. One little world in the midst of a field that otherwise might not have caught my eye, but for a few gleams of sunlight that forever changed this landscape.

May we hold on to the slightest love & encouragement in our hearts so we can make our day better, & lend a little of our own sun to someone who needs it.

A Shimmer

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There was a shimmer to my left
A dancing white light
I wondered if I really saw it
Out of the corner of my eye.
But I could feel its energy
As it washed over me
And cleansed me of all doubts
Like a salve, a magic tonic,
A healing touch without a hand
Just a feeling that came over me.
A healing of my thoughts.
A reminder of the love inside my heart
To let it out and be a blessing
The blessing that I always am
But got so far away from.

Little Angel

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In this space of anything is possible
Help my heart to just love
Without conditions
Or paybacks in mind
Just kindly give when I’m moved
Just be a blessing in a moment.

An angel that swoops in
And brushes your cheek with her kiss
And strokes your hair with her light.

A smile and change
To the homeless person
No judgments or worries
Where the money’s being spent

Help changing a flat tire
In the middle of the expressway,

Giving that new person
A ride to work.

Whatever the moment brings
Help me to be up for it.
Filled with love
Gratititude
And infinite blessings
From on high.

Shining

I see you, really see you.                                 As they stream over and through you
All the love you wear on your sleeve               Rebuilding your childlike wonder
Shines like a precious jewel                                              Your faith that never wavers
A beacon in a tarnished world                                   In the goodness of people around you
Where people protect themselves                             May you feel that goodness in yourself
From harm, opinions, and thoughts.                          As strong as a bold coffee
And shutter down their hearts                                    Flavoring your senses
With no chance of opening up.                                  And lifting you up
But you shine like a golden lamp                              To the highest sunbeam.
With sun rays blessing you

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The View

 

The view outside a window
Is not always clear
Even if it’s totally clean
The window can distort
Like the window our soul looks out of
And yet the light shines through
Warming every darkened crevice
Every stale thought
Every dim view
That we might have
Covering us and filling us
With Warmth and Love
May we always feel
Light’s Promise and Hope
And never lose our way.

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Breathing

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Some days we all feel so disconnected
to ourselves and with each other.
Barely holding on to life with a thread.
Nothing feels good or right,
Just work, commitments and drudgery.

And yet that thread we’re holding onto,
even if just barely,
Floats across the universe.
And it’s as strong as it is invisible
It’s the glue that holds us all together
That sticky cobweb that we brush away
fuels us, connects us and gives us purpose.

May we keep holding on,
Even when we can’t see the source.
The Heavenly Filament
divinely floats us
Holds us
and Breathes us anew
Everyday.

 

Pure Essence

piggybackWhen I was just a babe
I felt my egg shaped world
Bumping up against my brother
Warm and blessed
Filled With Pure Essence
Whole and Vibrant
Waiting to emerge
And make my way
Into this strange new world.

May I never forget my roots
Of wholeness
And love
That I take with me everyday
Into the fire.

Bless my every moment
Of sure footed fancy
And careening wonder
Oh new and wondrous creation.

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The morning mist

I get my love from the morning mist
It creeps in slowly
Covering everything

I stand with mouth open
Eyes wide with wonder
Ears filled with birdsong
As drops of pure creation
Love and inspiration
Bless my aching heart.

They fill up my soul
Heal my yearning wishes
And unfulfilled promises.

I sit in exultant wonder
And pure delight.
Receiving every God drop
Each and every bead of grace
Into my furrowed brow
Dripping into my longing heart.

Suffused and entranced
I sit by myself
Knowing I am not alone
As spirit and mystery
Surround me
Enfold me
Bless me
And heal all that is wounded
All that is hurt

This primal force comes into me
Thru the raindrops
The air
The cobwebs
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