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.
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.
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.”
Holy Tree (Cathedral Park) – Portland, Oregon – Yvonne Mestre
Posted on Photobotos.com 11/4/2012
Under the willow
A mother weeps
As she buries her child
Beneath her feet.
The Queen of Heaven
Stands at her side
As she wipes
The tears from her eyes.
The shoots of the willow
The mother ties.
With a wish in her heart
She pleads to the tree
For the release of her grief.
An enchanted tree
The willow weeps
Its limbs hang low
With the heavy leaves.
The shoots whip when the winds blow.
As the priest and priestess pray
For ills to fade away.
As the poet lays to sleep
Beneath the willow the dreams do grow
As the words of the poem start to flow.
The magical tree the willow heals
Those who weep.
And eases the pain
From their tormented sleep.
To bring serenity to the sea of tears
To bring harmony within the earthly sphere.
With the sway of the willow shoots
The mother releases her fears.
Beneath the moon
The willow grows
In love the tree bows it head
To the souls of the dead.
With its arms it embraces
The mother who stands beneath the tree.
And cloaks the poet who lay to dream.
Mothers weep all around the world for the loss of a child. In many cases it is to violence and hate. These are senseless acts and in tribute to all mothers who experience a loss of a child I am reposting this poem. The beautiful picture was on www.photobotos.com today and when I saw the picture I knew I wanted to share the picture and the poem with you. Many blessings to all who have experienced the loss of a loved one. Poem originally posted on May 14, 2012
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.
Words of Juliana Nan posted on photobotos.com Aug 3, 2012
I had a dream…
I had visions of a world beyond words, colors, light, and shapes…a world of a different dimension, which I had no way to express. The only perfect creator is God, and we can only strive to achieve it.
I felt an endless longing to touch His perfection by taking photos.
This is the most tender way I can express my Love to the Creator of Everything visible and invisible…,like unspoken words…
God Is I Am 