Deep soul weariness lifts away
Floats off to the very edges of the sky
Released by my intention to sit with my own spirit
To give myself my time
To heal
To be
To turn down my small mind self and hear
The god/dess singing in my bones.
Deep soul weariness lifts away
Floats off to the very edges of the sky
Released by my intention to sit with my own spirit
To give myself my time
To heal
To be
To turn down my small mind self and hear
The god/dess singing in my bones.
Call home
Call home
Oh, call me home!
Bring me into the center of time
Light like a star within me
Let me open like a lily in the dawn
Of humanity’s second birthday—
A millennium older and more wise
And here we are, Beauty, come together in joy
Radiant and dancing on the bright cliff of now.
Another message from my guide to all of us who are lighting the way for change, and yet sometimes wondering if we will ever get there.
For those who are
Ahead of their time
Who have been stranded
In this lifetime and lifetimes past,
Caught between joy, deep knowing, and the need
To be read, and seen;
For those who are reluctant to step out
Once more into the ring of public feedback
Weary to the bone Continue reading
I, raised an atheist, am surprised to find that Jesus is one of spirit guides. He teaches so that I may learn, and gently pokes fun at my ego self. Here’s what he said the other day: his wisdom in my words.
Jesus’ message was not of pain, he didn’t feel pain.
Being entirely aligned with Light, Light was all he could experience.
So he hung there against the earth and sky
To show us that we were also Light,
That if he could be so fully present
In his god self
As to transcend that punishment,
Then so also could we.
It was a testament to the magic of the universe. Continue reading
Transformation is
Life turned inside out
Imbibing our own skin
Wearing the soft sweet heart of us
On the outside
With no need of protection.
Life is so joyful!
This time of change
Terrifies
Exhilarates
Uplifts.
We balance on the cusp of a changing planet
As a surfer greets the wave
We surrender our bodies and our hearts
Into the marriage of sun and spume
High on the curl
Seeing before us
Our own divine future.
A recent message from my guides–for all of us who still hit the bedrock of fear. No matter how much we grow, fear still hides in the nooks and crannies. It must be cleared before we can be fully ourselves.
Little sister,
You are still so afraid
The fear curls in your belly like a child
Eyes closed
Head buried beneath the covers. Continue reading