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House-on-Fire

House on Fire – (Ancient Real Estate) – Mule Canyon, Utah – David Richter

www.photobotos.com 03/03/2013

A soul ablaze in the infinite haze,

Burning hot the celestial lot.

A Divine soul free of control.

Free of human thought and

Deprecating hate.

Free of human struggle, torment and greed.

The soul a Divine Essence

Created perfectly.

A soul never broken or bruised

Is only block by your human mood.

Your thoughts that grow in the ravishing ego,

Are nothing more than reflections of

Human hurt and choice to self-deplore.

The true journey we all embark

Is a quest of love

And unity within God’s heart.

Running Late

This weekend I found myself rushing to finish things and to keep my schedule.   At one point I made myself stop and said, “This is how you miss the best part of your day.”   So I slowed myself down and turned my focus to a poem I wrote in March 2012.  I would like to share it with you as a reminder there are many gifts to see within each day…. don’t let yourself miss them!

Lord, I was running late you see,

when I set off for Sunday Celebration of Thee.

I took the short cut around the town

to skip the traffic lights that slow me down.

I quickly ended up on the Pike

thinking now it would be alright.

In a hurry I rushed,

I rushed down the road and passed the horse farm without a hitch.

I turned the bend a little fast and saw the geese in my path.

I hit the brake and stopped in a blast.

Just in time, as they march one by one in a straight line.

An elder Goose ran up to the car with a squawk to say,

“Hey, there is a speed limit here, didn’t you see?”

One by one they came through the bush,

And impatiently I said, “Oh just fly so I can get on by”

And finally as the line seemed to thin

the little goslings waddled in.

One after another with mother goose on their tail,

They lolly gagged and sauntered in a childish array,

as if they wanted to play.

When all were safely out of the road,

The elder goose squawked, “Go hurry on your way.”

So off I went in a fluster of worry

to arrive on time for the Celebration of Thee.

Up the steep hill by the park I flew

and over the top my car just sailed.

As I landed on the slope going down the road,

I saw a lady and dog a good distance away.

My immediate thought was,

it would be Ok.

So with my foot on the gas I continue on my way.

Yet something was wrong with my approach.

The old dog was slow and appeared to be stiff.

I hit the brakes and this time the dust flew,

scaring the old dog and the lady too.

So I smiled and waved with all my love

And under my breath I said,

“Hurry I’m already late. The celebration won’t wait.”

So as I sat and watched

I said, “See Lord it’s just not my fault that I am late today,

All these things are in my way.”

Finally, as the dog approached the other side I took off for you.

I blew through a stop sign with easy and some care

and arrived with no time to spare.

As I shut down the car, I said, “finally I’m here to give you praise”

And the Lord responded, “You silly girl,

I gave you gifts to see, the order in the geese and new goslings.

I wanted you to stop to see the spirit of me.

The spirit of dog, a divine creature you see.

As I am God and we are one in the same

And share the same letters to our name.

Somehow this morning you’re rushing to me,

Left you blind to my gifts to see.”

Divine Manifestation

In all of nature we find The Living Divine.
A Lord that creates beauty from a barren floor.
From the dirt the Bald Cypress rises…
And pays homage on bended knee.
Limbs lifted high worship The Source of Eternity.

The brook a sign of the life that flows from the spring below.
The fallen lotus a cherished path leading to the place to go.
Stop and bask into the waters falls…
See the reflection of light and God’s might.
The rocks removed from hidden places
Give life to a young boy’s vision.
A man made pond a manifestation of the Divine.
Spirit the “God stuff” we are made of…
Lives in each stone, plant and water drop.

Bow your head to the “Lunar Cross”
A blessed piece made of stone
That originated in God’s heart.
Sharing love through other hands.
It is a reminder to all who stand.
That light is always restored.
There is no darkness
No place where light is void.
For darkness is only a perception in human mind.

Within this enchanted garden sit and pray.
Feel the energy, love, and unity of The All in this day.

Several weeks ago I had the pleasure to volunteer in a local garden tour.  I was assigned a beautiful garden hidden in my community.  In my small tight knit community (historic and crowded) I was amazed to find this divine spot.  It was a manifestation of God.  Dreamed of by a young boy, now grown into a man who grew up on the land.  He told me, even as a child while playing on the land, climbing the rocks, playing in the brook he imaged the pond and waterfall he would build and the things he would do to create a beautiful place.  Everything he did within his garden was created from the resources on the land.  He used a fallen lotus tree to pave a path leading to the patio surrounding the pond and waterfall.  The magnificent waterfall was created from the rocks that were hidden in the wooded areas of his property. He used old glass bottles found on the land to craft an artistic display of glass with metal rods along the brook.  Right next to the waterfall stood an incredible stone carved totem pole, topped with a lunar cross, that was a collaboration with the home  owner and two other artist.  As I gazed at the totem pole I felt the love and energy of the Divine Manifestation that occurred on the land.  The energy flowed through me with a cleansing and invigorating wave leaving me with a deep feeling of peace and oneness.  I felt overwhelming gratitude to be there and to share in the beauty. The Divine knew what I needed and how to show me love…I am so thankful for the outpouring of love and clarity I received that day. ” I raise my cup with gratitude, Knowing the Divine Outpouring will fill it to the brim.”  I used this affirmation in prayer in the Divine garden.   Namaste.

Returning

Today I post after a long break since my last post. While I read many post as they came into my email. I made a conscious decision to focus on my spiritual practice within me. Many of you knew I had a fabulous trip to China. While I went to a country I did not know and I did not know what to expect, I found a new and higher level of spiritual awakening.

So it is time for me to turn back outward and reignite my passion for writing spiritual poetry. Thank you all for your wonderful, wise and often needed words. I choose to follow many blogs that lift me up and keep me focused on the light of God. You each play a valuable part in my support system and in my spiritual confidence to stay focused. Namaste!

Love’s Lagoon

While I was off traveling in China I often thought of what I will post when I return. I was able to read many of your post via email but was not able to access to comment or give a like.   So I will slowly catch up with everyone. I will put together some photos from China and will post them soon.  Until then I have a short poem to share.

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Breath frozen in time
Vision clear…
Sight of truth staggering blind.
Heart swells…
Beat locked into mind.
Feet anchored into earth’s grind.
Ego’s lust humbled to the Divine.
Thoughts swirling through the human mind.
Words tied to a fragile twine.

Flowers bloom in the celestial room
Sweet fragrance looms under the midnight moon
Hollowed hearts swoon in love’s lagoon.

Breath woven in time
Vision clear….
Sight of truth no longer blind.
Heart swells
Beat a universal rhythm and rhyme.
Love a place of peace within the Divine.

Flowers bloom in the celestial room
Sweet fragrance looms under the midnight moon
Hollowed hearts swoon in love’s lagoon.

Old and New Entwined

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“One of a Kind” – Zhangjiajie National Park, China

Photographer Thomas Dawson

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Within a land of hills and trees stands mountainous rocks

That tower above the valley low.

Greenery that grows into the misty sky above the clouds that drift quietly by.

It is a place of mystic joy, a place of peace, in an earthly plane.

An exotic land that spans the ancient space and time.

It is one of a kind… envisioned by Universal Mind.

It’s uniqueness for all to see…a divine mystery

Of the old and new China entwined.

The beauty and intrigue of such a spot

Is a haven for a heavenly lot.

A place where time has stopped

As the world swirls out of control

The Lord creates a place for spirits to play.

And man to comprehend the holy scrolls.

It is a place that takes your breath away.

A place to kneel and pray.

A place where ancients lay

In a land of the old and new entwined

A place for all to see their own inner Divinity

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Today I am leaving for a trip to China.  I will be gone for two weeks and will be back on line by July 4th.  I am not sure how much access I will have to the internet but if possible I will post from China pictures and thoughts of this incredible experience.  Once I return I will have a lot to catch up on… so keep on writing and I look forward to reading your post soon.

Today’s poem was inspired by this photo of Zhangiiajie Park in China.  I first posted this poem in May 2012 and today with minor changes I hope you enjoy it.

xoxoxoxo  Namaste, mary

Originally posted May 12, 2012

photo from www.photobotos.com

Alchemy of A Soul

Wrapped in a silk cocoon suspended in the Lord’s light.
The journey of the soul to leave the dark night,
is protected with all God’s might.
In human form when the choice is made
God gives his all for his creation to be saved.
The pain and agony of the dark night
gone as you journey into the light.
The illusions of your thoughts
fade away as if it is ice
melting on a sweltering day.
Within the cocoon of love
there is great inner peace
that nurtures your soul..
The memories of the dark night
a small part of your spirits life.
The “you,” of old,
gone with the alchemy of your soul.
Suspended in light wrapped lovingly in God’s might
Your spirit must rest for what God’s will for you
will require your best.