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The March Winds blow as the winter fades,

The Sun peaks out among the clouds

floating in a perfect array.

The worn ground cover pops

with specs of green among the grey.

The barren trees start to bud,

giving me a glimpse

of the creativeness of God above.

In my tiny part of the Lords universe,

I sit in knowing the Lord is there.

The first crocus pop their head,

as if they were saying “Lord I’m out of bed.”

The daffodils are poking through the cool ground

with their stems reaching high for the Lord to see.

I saw a bug flying by who said,

“Lord don’t forget about me!”

Sitting in prayer with the Spirit in my heart,

I know this gift is the Lord’s calling card.

It is a thank you note to me,

that I have chosen to live within Thee.

It is in this moment I say to God Almighty,

“Thank you for this day…Thank you for loving me.”

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Nothing is Lost!

Antelope Canyon – Page, Arizona
Gregory Boratyn, photographer

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Nothing is lost!

Lord you create with perfection,
And that perfection is me!
And within this moment the thing I lost
You easily see.
So with your Divine knowledge
I release myself from my human sight.
To see though your Divinity,
What is here in front of me.
Oh Lord, I am most grateful,
For your vision today.
I am most grateful
You lead me on my way.

Photo posted on http://www.photobotos.com March 10, 2013

I started saying this prayer/poem over a year ago in some form or another. Once again today it helped me find what I miss placed. I also use it when I feel a block from my human life filter. Sometimes we need help to know the truth in experiences/situations. So please feel free to use this to help you see what the divine puts in front of you. I love to hear if it helps you find what is miss placed or your vision/thoughts of an experience change.

I am proud to say today is my 1 year anniversary with this blog.  Thank you everyone who reads my words and who has encouraged me in my spiritual journey.  The words you share on your blogs have been inspiring and have helped me grow spiritually and emotionally.   I am most grateful for our friendship.

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Cathedral Cove, Coromandel Peninsula, New Zealand
Pawel Papis photographer
Posted on http://www.photobotos.com

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Soft pastels floating by
Settle gently on the horizon line.
Water rolls across the shore
Soothing the grainy floor.
Sun light reflects off the sand
Expanding the tapestry across the land.
Open your mind to the light,
And feel the energy grow.
With your heart opened wide
Let the love inside.
Stand tall with your spirit in tow,
And listen to the Angels sing.
“Within the light your
Spirit Shines
The love of Eternity.”

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Sunrise over the Serengeti Plain - Serengeti Plain, Tanzania – Harold Green

Sunrise over the Serengeti Plain – Serengeti Plain, Tanzania – Harold Green
Photo posted on http://www.photobotos.com Nov 13, 2012

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Dawning Day

Under the dawning day

The tree reaches its limbs to the igniting sky.

Darkness of night quietly fades,

Into the colors of the breaking haze.

The morning mist the Lord’s gentle kiss

Lands softly upon the world’s lips.

In a single form

A tree exist,

In a cluster the woods grow

into a community the life energy flows.

The roots of the tree are embedded deep

Into the core of the heart of the earth.

The roots are nourished

From the mineral floor.

Within the tree a world of life exist

A world of unity and community,

Perfectly thought out by the Lord.

Every life form loved and adored.

Every life form a gift for all to see.

Every plant and tree,

Every insect and animal,

Every drop of water,

A perfect spiritual divinity.

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Listen as the snow falls,

Watch as it glistens in the rising sun,

Feel the softness of this early Christmas morn.

This is the Lord’s creation and reminder of the season’s glow.

For today like so many years ago,

We celebrate the birth of a babe being born.

On that first Christmas morn,

He lay wrapped in swaddling clothes,

And slept in a crib of hay.

The gifts this child brings are greater than any he received.

For Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh,

Are treasures from the Earth.

The Christ Child a gift of Love,

Peace and Eternal life of the Lord Above.

 

I wrote this poem between 1974 and 76.  I still remember sitting on my bed watching the early snow fall on a Christmas Morning.  Over the years it is interesting to see how my thoughts and spirituality has defined the Christ Child within my heart and mind.  As a young nurse caring for children with cancer and AIDS I know Christ to deliver these children into the light.  I heard many children tell me and their families “Jesus is here for me”.  Sometimes children saw him as a child others as an adult and occasion baby Jesus came to take them home.  So for years, I knew Jesus as the Shepard of Children.

Now so many years later I have looked at my understanding of Christ.  Yes a Child of God….just as I.  A human… that roamed this earth…just as I.   A man who transcended the human level of consciousness and paved the way for you and I to join him in the Christ Consciousness.   A teacher….A healer…a miracle maker…A divine Creation of God…with the Essence of God flowing through him.

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Blue Aurora

Blue Aurora – Grundarfjörður, Iceland – Peerakit Jirachetthakun

featured on photobotos.com 12/8/2012

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A burst of color in the sky,

The Aurora a Diva of the Divine,

A Roman Goddess of the Dawn

Ignites the sky in a majestic cry.

To announce the sun and the coming day

The beauty of the Aurora paves the way.

Whether blue or green,

She sings her praise,

With a heart full of love

The world is lite from above.

The beauty of the night sky

Is a reminder of the Divine.

The Spirit of the Universe

Is where all good is birthed.

Breathe in the essence of the dawning day

And allow your Spirit to guide you on your way.

A breath immersed within the winds or gentlest of breeze.

A breath that ignites the Spirit

To glow within the human breed.

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Leonard Pitts Jr.

The Miami Herald

Leonard Pitts Jr.      The Miami Herald
Updated: 2012-11-16T12:00:00Z

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Leonard Pitts Jr. is a columnist for the Miami Herald.
Al Diaz
Leonard Pitts Jr. is a columnist for the Miami Herald.

        “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways.” – Isaiah 55:8

I am not here to tell you God’s will.

The temptation to do so is powerful, in light of the news out of a hospital in the United Kingdom: Malala has received a miracle.

You remember Malala Yousafzai, of course. She is the Pakistani girl from the conservative Swat Valley region of that country who came to international attention as a blogger and activist for the right of girls and women to be educated. This basic human freedom is a matter of great controversy among Islamic extremists, particularly the Taliban, which used to stage house-to-house raids in Malala’s town, searching for girls in possession of books.

Last month, Taliban goons with guns attacked a van carrying Malala and her classmates home from school. Two other girls were hit, through their wounds were not life threatening. Malala’s were. The bullets took her in the neck and the head.

A little over a month later, we learn from CNN that Malala is walking, reading, writing, smiling and is believed to have suffered no significant neurological damage in the attack.

Against all odds, all reason, all sensible expectation for a teenage girl shot in the head and neck, it looks like she is going to be fine.     But I’m not here to tell you God’s will.Granted, Malala’s miracle seems to deserve that – to cry out for it, in fact.But putative people of faith are often too glib, facile and mean in claiming to have divined the divine. Just as often, their interpretations say less about God than about them, the things they hate and fear, the narrowness of their vision, the niggardliness of their souls.

The Rev. John Hagee, for example, said it was the will of God to drown New Orleans in Hurricane Katrina as punishment for the city’s willingness to countenance a gay festival. He did not explain why the Good Lord swamped the rest of the city but left the sin-soaked French Quarter, site of the aforesaid festival, relatively unscathed.

Republican senatorial candidate Richard Mourdock, on the other hand, said it was God’s will if a woman is raped and then finds herself pregnant with the rapist’s child. He did not explain why God would choose to inflict such physical and emotional violence upon a presumably unoffending woman.

And then, there is the Taliban itself, which said it was God’s will, required by the Quran, for this teenage girl to die. If she survived, said a spokesman after the assault, they would try again to kill her.

Since then, a number of things have happened. Malala’s school has been renamed in her honor. The United Nations instituted a worldwide day, also in her honor, and has launched a campaign for girls’ education. It is called “I Am Malala.” Pakistanis, perhaps previously cowed by the terrorist bullying of religious fanatics, have risen in mass protest, finding courage in numbers. Malala has been asking for her school books so that she can study. On a message board of CNN.com, a reader suggests she ought to get the Nobel Peace Prize, and the idea does not seem at all far-fetched.

Oh, yes, and there is a million dollar bounty on the head of the Taliban spokesman.     Take it all as a stark reminder that too often, people who speak glibly of the will of God really describe no will higher than their own. They presume to interpret God like tarot cards or the stock market, forgetting that God is sovereign and does not need their help. He is a big God. He can speak for Himself.So I will yield not to temptation. Unlike the Taliban, I will not presume to tell you what God’s will was. But in light of Malala’s miracle, it seems pretty clear what God’s will was not.

http://www.kansascity.com/2012/11/16/3920037/commentary-malalas-miracle-and.html

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Touch of Light (French Massif) – Grand Galibier, French Alps – Photographer, Simone Miotto

The light of God forever shines.

Upon the mountains,

And illuminates the rocky climb.

The clouds a divine haze,

Etches images

In the sunny gaze.

From tranquility to turbulence

The core of the Lord

Lies within the tumulus earth.

The essence of God in everything

Is the beating heart that pumps

The oceans, rivers and streams.

The heart that feeds the plants and trees.

Quenches the human and animal

Spiritual need.

The essence of God so visible to all

Yet, human eyes refuse to see

The splendor of our Lord lives in everything.

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Photo posted on www.photobotos.com 11/09/2012

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A girl so young, innocent and sweet,

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land,

Give dreams of freedom

To those that wish they can.

Through Spirits eyes she reads a book,

Through divine mind she learns to write,

Through the voice of God she valiantly chants,

For the rights of women within her land.

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One young girl with THE POWER within,

Can topple the reign of hate.

The voice of the Lord’s messenger

Valiantly creates.

It is from divinity expressed

In perfect natural form,

That freedom is born!

Inspired love from around the world

Embraces Malala tight,

Raising her soul

Within the Lords luminous light.

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A girl so young and innocent

With a voice that resonates around the world.

It is her voice of truth and love,

That has great power the evil dream of.

It is her voice we hear in our heart,

It is her voice that will never be quelled,

For the Lord has spoken the truth to all.

And within her heart

The Lord’s words do swell.

The Lord’s message will forever be sung

Lovingly around the world.

It is within the voice of this enchanted girl.

A girl so young, innocent and sweet

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land,

Give freedom to those that wish they can.

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Her soul so innocent and pure

A gift from the Lord.

Her life a threat to evil

Is a strength they deplore.

There is no Lord,

Supporting their war.

It is a war within their mind,

It is a war that supports their hate.

To give them power over those that fear.

To eliminate the love and goodness

Of the people they disintegrate.

The Lords message will forever be sung

Lovingly around the world.

It is within the voice of this enchanted girl.

Around the world and through the heart of all

The power of love and healing given by THE ALL

Raises Malala from this tragic day,

So her voice will speak the words of God once more.

No evil can take away

What God has given as destiny.

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A girl so young, innocent and sweet

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land

Give freedom to those that wish they can.

It’s time for all around the world

To stand and raise our arms.

With our eyes on God,

And heart open wide,

Let the Spirit move hate aside.

It is our thoughts and deeds

That raise the love

And brings evil crumbling to its knees…

It is our choice to free those we love

It is our choice to take back our land.

Hand in hand, heart in heart,

Call upon the Lord

To clear the way

For Love to manifest

Perfectly today.

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A girl so young, innocent and sweet

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land

Give freedom to those that wish they can.

Through Spirits eyes she reads a book,

Through divine mind she learns to write,

Through the voice of God she valiantly chants,

For the rights of women within her land.

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Silent Reflection

Silent Reflection (HDR) – Loch Rusky, Scotland – Karl Williams

photo posted on Photobotos.com 9/23/2012

There is a silent reflection of the world turned upside down,

In a thought cloud spinning the universe,

Around and around.

A cloud of confusion, loss and hate,

A cloud that must dissipate.

Within the heart of God tears do fall,

As the love of humans turns to hate,

Unrest breeds and denies Divine fate.

In the sadness of human life,

The beauty of God deserted by man.

The beauty still there is hidden by hate.

It is the chains of anger and greed,

That created this cloud spinning the world

Into a place we cannot retreat.

The rays of the sun and moon vibrate alone,

The life within whittled down to the bone.

The colors of flowers fading without light,

As the human arms are raised to fight.

Within our hearts and mind God cries to us,

“Put down the guns and turn from hate…

For I cannot allow this cloud to procreate.”

All that is…is within the mind of the All,

And the ALL can never fall.

So on the earth where the humans live,

Where free choice a gift may soon not exist.

Within God, hate will not grow.

As the Spirit is the essence of All.

Human life exist within the mind of God,

And hate and greed will succumb to Divine fate.

The Lord will save his beloved souls from the human fight.

As the earth spins away

Leaving the cloud to dissipate.

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