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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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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.”

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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!

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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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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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“Of worth I have no season no story left to tell.”

Of hope I have all reason to leave the living hell.

A paper thin skin with little good to give,

no protection from the illusions my life did spin.

Shed of me my ego’s shallow shell.

Leave me basting in purgatory’s well.

My skinless corpse of eons of age,

With more hope than at any other phase

my soul a blaze from the eternal light

My frosted heart melts from the love of God’s sight.

Wrapped in luminous light is this soul’s new flight.

The breath of the lord is the wind that soars.

“My wilderness afire wings are raised immortal to the night”

For my spirit to live forever in light.

The beauty of poetry is in the message to the reader…while it comes from the depth of heart and soul of the poet, it reaches the ears of others and resonates within them as they can and need to hear.

This poem was inspired by Bobbie at Tornadoday.wordpress.com  “ The lines in quotes,” are Bobbies words that inspired this piece. Visit Bobbie’s site to read wonderful poetry and receive inspiration and encouragement.  Namaste, mary

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Accept the award, post the picture of the Liebster Award on the top of your post and say who nominated you for the award and list their blog site. (Check)
2. List 11 random facts about yourself.
3. Nominate 11 other bloggers for the Liebster Award and list their blog sites.
4. Notify the bloggers of their award.
5. Ask the award winners 11 questions to answer when they accept their Liebster Award.
6. Answer the questions left for you by the blogger who gave you the award.

I like to Thank Atirah Jewel at Lil Red Writing Hood, atirahjewel.wordpress.com  for this award. I have followed her work since I started with my blog. I enjoy the diversity of her writing and the emotions she expresses.  She is creative and inspiring.  I feel very honored to receive this award.

11 facts
1. I no longer know, “what is fact about me”: My life has been an evolving project. I accept the process as it is.
2. I am a very spiritual being.
3. My life is very blessed
4. I love my small court yard garden and old historic house (165 years old)
5. The sunrise is my favorite time of day. It is inspiring and invigorating.
6. After many decades I have finally opened my heart and mind to the joy of living each day.
7. I chose each day to allow my spirit to lead and my ego to surrender to the greater good of the situation.
8. My mother turned 87 last week and I adore her as much if not more than I did as a child.
9. I have put into consciousness my desire to adopt my next dog sometime this coming fall.
10. It has been an honor to read the works and thoughts of so many wonderful writers and poets. I am continuously learning and growing through this incredible experience.
11. My heart is filled with gratitude for all who read my poems and visit my blog. This wonderful community has taken me around the world to meet and love people who I would never have met if it was not for blogging. Thank you for expanding my heart and world.

11 questions
1. Why do you write? I write to express and to learn about the depth of my soul.

2. Where is the one place you wish you could live? I am happy where I am. What is most important is being with those I love and who love me.

3. If you had the opportunity to go back in time to do whatever you wish, would you take it?   No

4. What’s your writing process like? Good question. I get up at 0400 and write after my morning mediation.

5. Among your work, do you have favorite poem? If so which one and why? Yes, my favorite poem is Under the Willow, it is a poem I wrote after mediation one morning and I posted it last year the day after Mother’s day to honor all Mothers who weep for a lost child.  I like to write about the transition at death.  I think because I have been at the death of many people (as a nurse) and treasure the spiritual transition and recognize my role in comforting the human emotions left behind. 

6. What made you start writing? I first started writing as a teenager it was my creative outlet.

7. What is your favorite topic to write about? Nature and anything spiritual.

8. Who is your favorite poet or author? As a teenager I loved Edgar Allen Poe and as a woman I fell in love with Kahlil Gibran a poet my mother shared her love of poetry with me. Over the last few years I have been intrigued by Rumi and explore old book stores to find vintage poets and new contemporary poets.  Sometimes I just search amazon to find someone new. 

9. What inspires you to write? The beauty of nature and meditation

10. Is there someone famous that you admire? If so, who?  Malala Yousafzai, she has inspired me to be strong and focused. She is an incredibly mature and Divine Spirit that is a continuous manifestation of God’s goodness.  On October 25th, 2012 I posted a poem that I wrote in her honor.  I pray everyday for her to create the wonderful change that God leads her to make.  Please check back in my archives to read the poem.

11. Which time period do you like the most?  Early morning

And finally, answer time: 05/12/2013 3:42pm

While receiving this award is an honor it is also a reminder I need to open myself up to other poets and writers on wordpress.  The work out there is impressive and I have been missing a lot.  Each week my goal is to follow one – two new poet/writer/photographer/blogger.   This will help me grow within the wordpress community.  In many ways I have been a closet blogger/poet as I post and run… I often hit the like button but rush off without commenting.  I read other’s post on my smart phone while stuck in traffic or waiting for the high school tennis match to end.  So the like button is a wonderful relief.

I would like to share this award with the following poets and writers.  Each has helped me think outside my box, they push me out of my comfort zone and challenges me to write and live my truth.   What a great gift to be given by other…most I will never met in my life.  So thank you and many blessings to all.

http://tornadoday.wordpress.com  Bobbie is a very inspiring poet.  I am most impressed by the easy of the flow of words as she creates a picture and tugs at my emotions.  I love the way her words are light in nature yet intensely deep in meaning.  I aspire to write and wrap such images in my own work.

http://jamesfielden.com – So many times I read or listen to James post I know it is the words I needed to hear.  The spiritual meaning, the guidance and the thoughts are as if he took them right from my thoughts and prayers.  James has been a constant beckon of light during my journey.

http://poetscornerblog.wordpress – This poetry corner is very diverse with many great poets.  Harry has done a wonderful job of creating a great site for poets to post their work.  Many I may never had a chance to read if they were not posted here.  I have many favorites on this site.

http://myprettypics.wordpress.com – Dawn has a great site that captures an area I love.  Her photos of Philadelphia PA, my home town, capture my attention every time.    I love revisiting the old dilapidated churches and the wonderful historic homes.

http://dcardiff.wordpress.com – Dennis is somewhat new to the blogging world  he has a much different blog than the ones I normally follow.  Dennis is building a platform for the homeless.  When I was in my 30s as a nurse practitioner I worked with children that were homeless, or in very difficult social situations, crack cocaine addicted, teen mom’s, sexually and physically abused.  Now in my 50’s many years past, I have allowed myself to not see what Dennis sees.  So I thank Dennis for reminding me of my blessings and that I can still send my love and support without directly being involved.

There are many other bloggers that inspire me who have already received this award so I will mention them here as inspiring and encouraging and have been very influential in my continuing with my blog.

http://soumyav.wordress.com

http://meirozavian.wordpress.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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Mt-Hood-Vortex

Mount Hood Vortex – Mount Hood, Oregon – MK Wild

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Spiritual Web

There is a spiritual web woven tight

That guides a soul to the light.

A light… A light…ignites the dark night.

A soul in search of the Divine,

Finds the signs in life’s rhythms and rhyme’s.

They appear where you are,

A connection…a word…a flower…or a twinkling star.

It might be the rose that blooms in the January winds,

A message from God that your long night ends.

A light…A light…ignites the sky.

With a fiery passion that engulfs the human sigh.

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Yesterday I posted two poems from March 2012. They represent my love affair with God that has moved me from difficulties in my life, to a place of new beginnings as I re-create my life within the light of God. Today I share a new poem that represents my moving forward in Spirits world of light and knowing that all good is mine to claim as I move forward and release the past within the human sigh engulfed by the passion of God.

In the spiritual world there are many signs to help us move forward. This morning when I checked my blog stats I saw 4,444 views. So I made a mental note to figure out the meaning of this number. Then I went to facebook to see what friends and family are posting. A friend posted a blog on Angels. While we have not spoken in years her post was there for me. It talked about seeing fours as a sign that you are surrounded by many Angels. What a wonderful sign to have on a day of closing the past and opening the future. Over the past few weeks I felt the uncertainty of the future, today I feel great inner peace and calm that all is good. We are all embraced within the spiritual web and God is always communicating to us. It is up to us to see and hear the Divine message.

So I dedicate today’s poem to my life within the light…to keeping an open heart, open mind, eyes fixed on the light, ears open to the words of the Lord and heart overflowing with gratitude for the blessings of my life.   And each of you who rest your eyes within this blog are all a part of the spiritual web…each with a great destiny…each with an abundance of love and prosperity here for you with your eyes fixed on the light.  Release your past within your sigh and allow the passion of God to embrace you.  Namaste, mary

Photo from http://www.photobotos.com

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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.
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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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