Tears To You
It seems we all have bits of kryptonite embedded within ourselves that undo us, or one close to us in order that love may flow freely. Usually it is something we don’t like or appreciate about ourselves. My kryptonite is tears. Tears are how I release powerful feeling whether it is delight, anger, panic or appreciation of beauty. I eventually came to see my tears as Holy Spirit speaking to me or at the very least trying to get my attention. One day, not very long ago, tears were bubbling and over flowing with no obvious reason. I was willing to listen to what the tears needed to...
Read MoreSelf Love Has The Greatest ROI
I am beginning to realize the many gifts of the wedding season of last year. Now that I have rested, regrouped and breathed deeply into this new year I can look back in great wonder. I was guided again and again into Self Love as the answer to my overwhelm, my tired, my juggling……..and it worked every time. The ROI (Return On Investment) of Self Love is surely more than 100% if that is even possible to measure. I have mentioned before how much Spirit loves to speak to my heart through poetry. These two poems somehow answered my heart’s silent question of “Is it...
Read More10. Day 2: Dawn Delivers
“Dawn Delivers” A new year is dawning in my ancient heart I know nought but love I can only create, extend, distribute love in all color, form, dimension in the eternal now Today I give myself permission to love in forgotten ways that my joy will be multiplied in all hearts whom I touch Now is the only time I know for it is forever thus my love knows no bounds yet I seek to know the boundaries of time and fear as my own brothers Together we live on in light What will we reveal today as Love? Share this:TweetEmailMorePrintShare on...
Read More10. Day 1: Our Crowning Glory Is Now
“Our Crowning Glory Is Now” New Year’s Day New Day’s Year time, words, thoughts fears cannot stop the flow of life through my heart I am Love alive and most graciously well today, tomorrow and always Amen Share this:TweetEmailMorePrintShare on...
Read More9. Day 19: Surprised By Joy
Today dawns slowly and I am brushing up on my Wordsworth in preparation for our visit to Dove Cottage and Rydal Mount, two beloved homes of the great romantic poet William Wordsworth. Wordsworth knew joy. And grief, and longing, sadness and utter delight. He lived and felt and expressed the emotions and circumstances of his own life. I was struck by his working definition of poetry; “the spontaneous overflow of emotion recollected in tranquility”. This could be the very definition of my journaling. My journaling, indeed began with poetry. The poetry was my first inkling of...
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