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Today we celebrate the 4th of July, Independence Day. If I pretend to be a historian, I would say it was a day that represented a group of immigrants who colonialized the American continent, a day that represented unity and freedom from suppression.

In today’s culture, we see it as a summer holiday, a day to barbecue and celebrate with friends and family. To enjoy the freedom of the day with those we love. To celebrate our freedom to create a memory, to engage with it and to honor with love those who share in it.

For my family, we saw the 4th of July as a family celebration since it was my parent’s wedding anniversary. I was in first grade when I realize the fireworks were not to celebrate my parent’s wedding.  Instead celebrated something more foreign to me, the country’s anniversary. Even into adulthood, I still see this day as a celebration of my parents and the family they created. I am grateful for the freedom of the USA and the sacrifices so many have provided for my freedom.

Today, I have the freedom to sit and write this post. Something I take for granted when so many other bloggers, writers and journalist around the world look over their shoulder with every word they write. I am blessed and grateful for the freedoms in my life. I am free to love and honor the oneness in which I live, free to express through writing my beliefs and creative gifts. Free to send each of you a blessing for a heart and mind to experience the goodness of the Universe and “All” expressing its divine manifestation.

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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.

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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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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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I would like to share today 2 poems that I wrote last year and posted in March.  They are a duet or I call them a “poetic couplet.”  They are meant to be read together as they express my love for Spirit.

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Still Pond

It is in the whisper of the willow that I hear your words;
And in the reflection of the water that I see your face.
The ripples that dance across still pond
Reveal our Divine bond.
As I gaze into the sky I see you winking back at me.
You who has painted sun and clouds so perfectly,
Bathed in warmth of a luminous light,
From within I know all things are aright. .
It is at this moment that I am one with Thee.
It is my knowing that all you do is for the love of me.
Today I kneel in my garden that blooms.
With outstretch arms I embrace my Heavenly Groom.
It is with my words that you so graciously gave,
I now speak this poem in loving praise.

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Dance In The Night

Sitting in Darkness I feel you running through my hair,

Like fingers twirling with an intimate loving care.

I look into your eyes as I watch the sparkling of the stars.

And feel your essence consume me.

As I listen to your words in rhythm of the chimes,

I settle into the silence feeling our love entwined.

The crickets are humming a love song so sweet.

I slowly rise to my feet.

You take my hand as we dance to their song.

Swaying and moving me along.

You bring me deep into your essence of life,

It is there I meld in a blissful delight.

It is a dance we have performed so often before,

And in this moment Lord our divine love is eternally adorn.

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Tears of Love

An infant born from seeds of love,

Tragically taken on the wings of the dove.

The tears of love fall from those that mourn,

A parent cries for the precious life once born.

The love of the child untainted simple and pure.

A Divine message from the Lord,

 To embrace the future

A gift to explore.

The young soul carries the torch

Of eternal light.

And should be protected as a right.

A child so pure a human so adored.

The tears of love fall from those that mourn,

A parent cries for the life they’ve born.

Release in this night,

 Love for the one you hold,

Give back the spirit,

 To be cherished within God’s fold.

The tears of love fall from those that mourn

A town cries for the children they born.

Your pain so bound to the dirt and sky,

Will bring you closer to the reason why.

It is the time to ignite the light,

And turn to God instead of fight.

Allow the pain of lose and grief

To release your spirit

From the chains of disbelief.

The tears of love fall from those that mourn

The world cries for the children adorn.

Empty arms and a heart that aches

Will bring grace in its wake.

A child has left us alone and scared

A child has died within our care.

The tears of love fall from those that mourn

A parent cries for the precious life they’ve born.

I started this poem after the shooting in Newtown Connecticut in honor of the children and adults who died at Sandy Hook Elementary School.  This week I finished this poem and again we have just witnessed violence in Boston taking the life of a child and two adults.  This poem is for all, here in America, and around the world who die from violence at the hands of another.     We are all God’s children, we are all entitled to live and love within the light.  It is no human’s right to take a life.

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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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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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