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Timeless joy in flight,

Suckle on the nectar of life.

Sing of freedom

And accomplish the impossible things.

Follow your journey a miracle of life

Let the hummingbird lead you with all it’s might.

Destiny…whether wrong or right,

Is a gift of spiritual law.

Such a tiny little bird with an essence so big

Pure vibrations from the energy source.

Resonating sounds and spiritual light

That transforms all life.

In the chill of the night

The little creature stops dead in flight,

And is resurrected by warm day-light.

The vibrations in life

Resonate high in spiritual light.

So set your eyes on this Divine sight

And travel with this bird at the speed of life

King

King on a doggie bed with his new toys.

This morning like many morning over the past 3 week I saw a humming bird while I sat on my back porch watching the Dawning Day.  It is my favorite time of day.  The Hummingbird has great spiritual significance…so I wondered each day what does this little bird mean?  Is it a sign my dark night is over…is it a sign there is a new journey ahead…so each morning I thanked Spirit for the little bird and ask the message be revealed to me.  This morning as I sit on the porch with my new best friend I saw the little bird again…this time I know the meaning…

Yesterday I brought home my new dog “King” from the Philadelphia Animal Care and Control Center…He is 14 months old and lovely…(He is not happy he was fixed yesterday).  So I have once again been blessed and my life is in divine order.  Namaste, mary

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Gently the breeze blows in..

Quietly the seasons change…

The sun bright and high…

Blows a kiss to the winter good bye…

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This morning I was inspired to write as I watch the News broadcast about the death of Nelson Mandela.  An inspiring man whose life has transformed a country and was a role model of Spiritual Ascension.   While these words are in first person, I offer them in gratitude to honor his life and Spirit.

You are in the breath I breathe in the cold winter’s night,

You are the leafless tree’s silhouette in the early grey light.

There you are in the bellowing winds beckoning me.

Under a cloud covered moon in my heart’s Eternity.

I release myself to your embracing Divinity,

In this moment of my spiritual ecstasy.

For my Spirit continues its travel on the road of Infinity.

Now not a fear in sight, nor a sorrow to morn

Only the Divine goodness of Spirit’s love adorned.

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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 is 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 your choice to self-deplore.

The true journey we all embark

Is a quest of love

And unity within God’s heart.

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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.

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Throughout my life I have been blessed to meet so many incredible people. They are successful, creative, or just plain wonderful for the love they give. It is easy to remember them for their presence and tangible gifts that I see, hear or receive. Sometimes the most inspiring people to me are the ones that touched many people before me and now journey a path that only a few share with them. They have gone from a dynamic individual, and often a life of service for their family, their community, their church, or for the nation, to a journey much different than the one they once lived. They have gone from their peak of greatness to their physical and mental decline. By the time we meet their abilities are so different than who they once were and who others believed them to be. Some are loved unconditionally, yet many are caught in the emotional struggle of family. Loved ones often fear losing them as they were, and fear seeing them in who they have become. Nursing has blessed me to see the beauty in their journey and to be touched by their spirits presence regardless of the frail physical form. Today I write in honor of the gift of love they give me in sharing their presence.

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Ode to an Elderly Women
 

Living within the wrinkled flesh
Sitting before me looking a mess,
Sucking oxygen to take the next breath.
Hair gray and thin crumpled in a birds nest.
Spoken words inaudible
Rotting odor on your breath.
Eyes glassed over as your
Spirit gazes back at me.
I hear it say, “I’m almost free!”
Your earthly years old and wise
Your soul’s life far beyond the human mind.
What a journey your life has been,
A mother, a wife, a business women,
Who survived life’s strife.
Once a beauty that men craved,
You would flash a smile and wear the fashion craze.
Now a sack of bones that just break,
As your dirty clothing hides your loving grace.
Once athletic, chasing your dream,
Now locked in your past is all you see.
Who you are today you do not know
But the past memories give you a loving glow.

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Ode to a Veteran

A man so proud who went off to war
A strong man, husband, father and so much more.
Now shattered, limbless, with an injured brain,
You smile with joy as if you were the same.
Your earthly years young compared too many
Your body worn from the anger of war.
You valiantly gave your physical form
For the love of country that you adore.
Your soul’s life far beyond the human mind.
What a journey you have embarked
As you left your life behind.
The gifts from God is all you see
As I greet your spirit each time we met.
My journey regardless of length in time
Has been blessed by the smile you shine.

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These poems do not represent any one person. They are a collection of characteristic that are commonly seen in many clients. Namaste, mary

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I am honored to be nominated by Soumya for the “Seed of Light” award. I love the name of the award and the idea that my words/poems can be a “seed of light” for another.

Soumya has always been a “seed of light” for me since I started this blog.   She is creative and has tirelessly dedicated herself to her blogs and writing.    Over this past 15 months she has always used her kind and loving words to encourage myself and others. I am very touched and appreciative that Soumya continues to see good in my words.  Please visit it at http://soumyav.wordpress.com and I know you will enjoy and grow through her wonderful post.
I have received other awards since starting this blog and I must admit, I often feel mixed emotions.  It is a lovely gesture, and heart warming to receive appreciation from others who find something meaningful in my words.  Yet, I am still new in my journey and soaking up the images, knowledge of others, learning from their words and views and I often feel not yet ready for the accolades.  Perhaps learning to accept is part of my learning

Many blogs I follow are poetry, spiritual, and religious in nature from all over the world with many different cultural influences.  All of these blogs bring to me a greater understanding of who I am within the loving embrace of God and with each of you in unity within the consciousness.  As a novice blogger I know there are thousands of blogs out there spreading “seeds of light” and inspiring thousands and millions of souls with their photos, art, music and words.   At this time I have only dipped my toe into the sea of blogs. So today I choose to honor Soumya’s acknowledgement with a poem….called “Seed of Light” and I dedicate this to all bloggers who share in love their creativity and the lessons of their journey.

 

Adrift within the breath of the wind,

      floating to a barren land.

Landing gently among the dirty grain,

      bathed so lovingly by the rain.

A seed of light,

      buried by worldly debris.

In a place where no one

      would think it may be.

Hidden in a place without light,

      the seed is a speck…a sparkle…that ignites.

A seed of light sent out by the Lord

      is growing on your heart’s shore.

A breath, a sigh, the light illuminates the soul inside.

A twinkle from a star so far

      has great power to transform who you are.

Adrift in the life you live

      the gift of the soul to give.

A moment in time to take

      the Lord’s love into your heart and mind.

An emotion and gift so deep,

      the seeds of light become the roots

      that anchor you to Divine belief.

A seed of light adrift within the wind

 Is a gift the Lord does give.

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May all your seeds shine in the glory of God’s light!

Namaste, mary

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“Coyote Falls” Escalante National Monument, Utah

Photographer – Joshua Cripps

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A barren desert it seems

is just as much a mirage

as the forest and streams.

The sandy terrain and dried out rock

are places of solace within God’s Heart.

Across the rock the waters flow

etching a paradise where no one goes.

Each droplet of God’s nourishment

is without scarcity

within the divine love

that is our sanctity.

In the greens that grow

and the trees that sway,

there is a soulful place for God to play.

Spirit sits and waits for you and I today.

To hike the canyon high and low,

to tread the dried up river bed,

to trust and believe,

in the beautiful scene.

Within life’s journey,

in the heat of the day,

and the dryness

of this sacred land,

is a desert so lush

within the heart of man.

(msuzanne,   March 28, 2012)

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This was first posted more than a year ago.  As I have traveled these last five years I found myself treading the dried up river bed searching for the dessert so lush.  That dessert so lush is always where Spirit is…The lushness and beauty of our human life is held within God’s love.  I choose today to leave the desert to join God in the lush blessings of life.   I choose to see all that is good…all that is God!

photo posted on www.photobotos.com

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Tightrope of Divine Life

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There is a man,
Who walks the tightrope of Divine Life,
A man with knowledge of the gift of light.
On the tightrope,
It is the ego’s shallow need
That denies the spirit a chance to breathe.
Using a voice to speak of light,
The ego weaves an illusion of belief.
So hidden in plain sight
Is a man who writes and writes,
Speaking of life with in the light.
So beautifully he leads,
The most trusting Souls.
Enamored,
I give him my heart of gold.
What a wondrous man
He must be,
With a Spirit
Of Divine Purity.
The goal of human life
to live with in the light
A place of joy and love
A human’s eternal right.
So leave the path
And the shallow hold.
Surrender the ego
To honor your Soul. 😉

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Running in the darkness of night,

Searching blindly for light.

Life lost, in the Dark Night of the Soul.

A struggle with fear taking control.

In the dark night,

Beauty is lost,

And pain grows,

In the place of the hollow wilted soul.

Emerging in strength the ego seizes hold.

The darkness is darker,

The light a faded memory,

Forcing the soul to its knees.

Wilted, hollow, the lifeless soul

Sees a glimpse of the distant light.

“Keep your eyes on the light,”

Echo the words of the Angels,

While quickly fleeting the dark night.

With each glance the light re-ignites

As the fears melt away.

The power of the soul

Turns the darkest night into emerging grey.

“Come…Come…There is more for you to see.”

Sing the Angels hovering above me.

With Fixed eyes focused on light

The damaged ego releases its hold.

The light so bright burns passion and joy

In the empty hole.

New Life is birthed in this once lost soul.

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