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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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Hidden Secrets

Church of the Good Shepard Lake Tekapo, New Zealand

photo by:Bhuminan Piyathasanan

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Read the stars that shine so bright,
A treasure map for the new born life.
The Major and Minor Arcana march,
In unison for the human life embarked.

Whether it is Love, Money, or Power you seek,
The Tarot will reveal lessons for you to tweak.

In the Tarot the Tower will fall
And Death will ride in standing tall.
The struggle and strife from the wands will call
A reminder to the soul,
To let go of the ego’s hollow hold.

Within the cards there is nothing to fear.
A map of your journey is always near.
A message for success to restore Divine right
A love letter for your soul to complete its flight.

When the cup overflows with gratitude and love
The stars hidden meaning will sparkle above.

In the end the Aces reign,
As a gift of The All for all the good they bring.
The soul’s lesson now to be known,
Gives the path for Ascension to the Divine Throne

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photo posted on www.photobotos.com April 5, 2013

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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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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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It is with sadness in my heart that today, International Day of Peace, is filled with anger and hate all around the world.  The most recent events of the American Film maker and his video has deliberately and intentionally hurt others.  I am so blessed to live in America where I have the freedom of speech, yet, with that freedom come great accountability to use words for the good of all.   No American has the right to use their privilege to hurt others.   I am also blessed with another great gift…the gift given by the Divine…by God.  The “FREEDOM TO CHOOSE,’ …today I choose love…I choose to use my words to deny anger, turn from hate, to love my brothers and sisters around the world.  You are all my family…Muslim, Hindu, Jewish, Christian, Buddhist, and all religions, we are one in this incredible universe.  We are one all connected through our hearts and love for God.

Several weeks ago I started working on this poem.  It was different for me and I was not sure where it was coming from.  As Peace day was approaching I know I would post it today.  Then the violence started.  Now I know, through prayer and meditation I have been called to reach out to all of you to join in hearts of love to denounce the violence.  I ask each of you to write something special today for Peace.  Boldly and confidently ask all your followers, friends, and family to put in their consciousness, thoughts and words of Peace…Use prayer…use meditation…use your words and thoughts to raise the peace vibrations around the world.  If we all start today with this we can spread the peace to millions very quickly.    I will use the words “peace…and world peace,” in mediation for the next few days and possibly weeks and months until the hurt is healed.   Regardless of where we live, or what our life situation is, we all have free choice…the choice to love, the choice to respect, the choice to embrace the beauty and divine nature of others.

Millions of stars sparkle in the sky.

Lighting the night, for human wishes to glide.

Under the stars the poets dream,

Lovers love, and conceive wishful things.

Stars illuminate the night,

Filling the earth with hope and light.

Upon the earth the humans roam,

Looking high into the night.

With wonder in their minds

They wish on the stars shinning bright.

They dream a dream

That all in the universe is alright.

What if the stars in the sky started to fight?

Grabbing and seizing each other’s light.

Seeing only what the other has,

And what they think they might.

With guns, tanks, and missiles,

The stars fight a selfish fight,

Extinguishing each other’s light.

Upon the earth the darkness falls.

Dimming the love and dreams of all.

Now, what if the stars looked down upon the earth,

And see trillions of humans as energy burst.

With great energy the earth does shine…

And the beauty grows like autumn sweet on a leafy vine.

Now what if, within that sight,

The stars watch the humans fight.

Wars between races, religions, and nationalities,

Spilled blood fills the land and water ways.

Waterfalls of misery cascade along the earth.

And the beauty once there,

Now violently fading away.

So perhaps the story should be told

That the stars shine bright each and every night.

The humans live with harmony flowing from heart to heart.

And love ignites both the sky and land,

And the universe of God flourishes.

So if you look up in the sky,

Or the stars look down on the land,

All will shine with Spirits Divine Light.

And through the message of love all will exist

In God’s eternal bliss.

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