One Moment of Patience

One moment of patience may ward off great disaster.
One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.

~ Chinese Proverb

Only a Powerful Soul

 Only a powerful soul can offer love.
Only a powerful soul can afford to be humble.
If we are weak, then we become selfish.
If we are empty, we take, but if we are filled
we automatically give to all.
That is our nature.

Brahma Kumaris, Mt Abu

A Woman

A woman
is not to be invaded.
She is not to be
questioned
or conquered.

This has been
said a million times.
Let’s say it
a million and one.

She is to be loved.

That’s it.
It sounds so simple
It’s simple,
but it’s not necessarily easy.

Do you want the body
of a woman?
If you invade it,
you may have it.

But it will be an empty shell.

If you want her heart,
that is another story.
If you want her heart,
you will be blessed with 
all the riches of the world.
And you will get her body, too.

If you want her heart,
you must be patient
You must 
love her
love her
love her

Hold her,
because you love her.
Not to get anything.

Touch her,
because you adore her.
Not to get anywhere.
Not to accomplish.

Listen to her,
because you are devoted.
Because you care.

At some moment
known only by God,
her heart will begin
to open towards you.

Stand strong.
She may not
be accustomed
to it.

No one
has loved her
like this.
She didn’t know
what would happen.

There is much fire there.
She needs your strength.
You need your strength.

THIS is why men are strong.
Not to invade.
Not to conquer.
Not to battle or defend.

To handle the fire of passion
when they fan it.

To stand strong
when The Ocean comes to call.

To Stay
when they begin to dissolve
in the elemental rawness
of the Divine Feminine

~Terri Plewa

Be Careful with a Man's Heart

Be careful with
a man’s heart.
It is a precious thing.

Vulnerability lives there
in equal measure
to courage.

Let him show you.
Hold him there.
Be openness.
Be space.
Be acceptance.
Be love.

When he has hopes,
say, “Tell me more,”
When he has fears,
say, “Tell me more.”

Let your body
be a cradle.

When he opens,
he may have tears.
Welcome each one.
Kiss them.

When he is 
weary, say,
“Come, 
put your head
in my lap
I will stroke
your hair
and love you.”

When he 
is brave,
shine your eyes
at him
and let him see
your pride.

Open your heart
to him
Trust him
to feel it.

When he loves you,
really loves you,
surrender.

When he is handsome,
which is every day,
kiss him
tenderly,
with love.
Then lingeringly,
with deep passion.
Then more.
More.
More.

Know this:
His heart is yours.
There is no difference.
There is no difference.
When he gives it 
to you,
treat it like a treasure.
There is no difference.

~Terri Plewa

The New World

There is a lot of talk

about ascending.

The planet ascending.

Her people ascending.

Going up to meet

GOD.

I’m seeing 

the opposite.

I’m not the only one.

Many are seeing.

More GOD

is coming down

into us.

More God

is espressing

THROUGH us.

Divinity

has burned

our hearts

and left our bodies

humming,

feeling things

we never knew

existed.

In our surrender

to This,

we are

experiencing

our senses,

our bodies

in whole new

ways.

We may be getting

lighter.

We are definitely

LIT UP.

But we are also

getting more grounded.

The SUN

is coming to earth.

This is fact.

Solar storms

Solar flares.

The SUN is coming

to earth.

More and more

and more.

More light

has come

to meet us.

Have you noticed?

Each time,

we burn a little

and we ground

and then

we are MORE.

We Shine Brighter.

Have you noticed?

We are not

going to float away

up to some cloud.

No.

The New World

is us.

And it is To BE

in our bodies

MORE than ever.

We are not

to forsake

these bodies.

But rather,

cherish and nurture them

as the sacred temples

They are.

The beautiful playgrounds

of Gods and Goddesses.

To understand

we are ONE

with Our Mother Earth

and find JOY

and PLEASURE in That.

Here, we allow

Divine Presence

to play

more and more

infinitely

through us.

It’s delicious.

~Terri Plewahttp://terriplewa.com/

Silently Drawn

"Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love."

- Rumi, a poet, a Saint a mystic

Courting The Space

''The Wanderer'' by Maria Ignatieva

I'm leaving all you people,
I'm leaving you all behind.
I wish you would come with me,
To a simpler state of mind.

I've heard the mountains calling,
I've seen the bees in flight,
The pure fresh air that fills the lungs
From fields of living light.

The wind that gently sways the leaves,
That caresses young and old.
That spreads the seeds of summer flowers
And brings the warmth and cold.

With materials God provided
I will build my home.
The rocks and earth abundant,
The clay and sand and loam.

So come dance with me a lifetime now
And beneath a shady tree,
Dream your kins domain alive
For there our childen be.

A dream light sparkling on a lake,
A plot of dark forces thwarted.
The bursting forth of loves own light
Our space of love is courted. 

~RevelationSky~

From ringingcedarsforum.com

True Love

True love is a sacred flame
 That burns eternally,
 And none can dim its special glow
 Or change its destiny.
 True love speaks in tender tones
 And hears with gentle ear,
 True love gives with open heart
 And true love conquers fear.
 True love makes no harsh demands
 It neither rules nor binds,
 And true love holds with gentle hands
 The hearts that it entwines.

~ Anonymous

I Am..

this morning..

I am a kind word uttered and repeated
by the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
with whom Winter conceived;
to whom Spring gave birth; I was
reared in the lap of Summer and I
slept in the bed of Autumn. 

~Khalil Gibran

Love Is Here Right Now

 By Doug, age 10

I hope the people will open their hearts now.
That is what is so needed.
If we could just look at each other,
Very deep,
Then we would know we are the same.
We could fall in love with everyone.
I fall in love with myself
When I give love to others.
I love everyone so much
Because that is how I find myself.
It isn't hard at all.
We make it seem hard because we are afraid.
But we don't need to be afraid anymore.
Love is here right now.

~s*Star Kaya Summer

~s*Star Kaya Summer 

I feel myself,
tapping back in.
I feel my soul,
shining with a grin.
I feel that peace,
Luv and harmony,
I feel that earth as
she responds to me!!!

I feel your balance and
I feel your soul,
I sense your love of
which you have for all.
I know that life,
Is just a drop in the sea,
A moment in time
amongst our galaxy!!

I feel the connection
and I feel the birth
of a resonating evolution
Of light,
Here on earth.

~s*Star Kaya Summer 

Back to Earth

Photo: James Garrahan

I gave myself
back to Earth
my Mother

surrendering
the illusion of form.

I renounced
materialism
and  dissolved
the glamours of identity

 removing
all programming implants.

Giant magnets
drew out impurities
laser light
surgery..

I received
the Sirian Light code infusion
the brain
the nervous system
the blood.


I felt
the cold planes
reprogramming the cellular matrix
telepathic channels sharpening
the higher mind
intuition
new axiotonal
anchoring..

whole body recalibration
assimilating
Light.

Aiko~* 

Image: Healing Nexus

Silent Unspeakable Memories

 

 

 What greater thing is there

for two human souls

than to feel that

they are joined

to strengthen each other

to be at one with each other

in silent unspeakable

memories. 

 

 

~ George Eliot

 

 

 

 

 

A Prayer to My Beloved

Heart of Creation - Stephanie Pui Mun-Law

Blessed, Beloved,

From where you came,

To rejoin our flame,

I wonder.

Through mists of time

Galaxies away,

Spirals of universes,

You found your way!

To me, into my heart,

Like we were never apart,

Your beauty of your soul,

Cloaks my being in pure tenderness

As you move nearer,

To my life, I feel you enter within,

My space, my sacred life,

Suddenly becomes more so,

For I know I have waited for you

Since the beginning of time,

Two flames, were as one,

Now seeking reunion

In the heart of the divine,

May your love, join with my love,

May the mystical spiritual union,

Finally take its spiral,

Into becoming the Beloved of the Beloveds

Now beyond separation,

Beyond intrusion,

For those that God brings together again,

No man can separate or hold apart

And so be it.

by Sister Sarah from The Ringing Cedars Kin~*

Resplendant Love

 

 A lover asked his beloved,
Do you love yourself more than you love me?
Beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you.
I've disappeared from myself and my attributes,
I am present only for you.
I've forgotten all my learnings,
but from knowing you I've become a scholar.
I've lost all my strength, but from your power I am able.
I love myself...I love you.
I love you...I love myself.
~ Rumi

Gentle & Strong

Like water, be gentle and strong.

Be gentle enough to follow the natural paths of the earth,

and strong enough to rise up and reshape the world.

~ Brenda Peterson

''A New Seed'' by Liubomila

I awoke one fine morn' in my Space of Love,
And took a dawn's walk among morning mist and dew.
Father's gentle caress came by way of a soft breeze,
And I said, "What shall we create anew?"


Just then my feet gave way, shifting Earth first left then right,
Something glimmered and shined in the faint sun light,
As I moved closer in to examine this playful delight,
Lo' and behold a new seed came into view of my sight.


Tiny as a pine nut, fragrant as a flower, a new creation in hand!
"What will this be, oh Father dear?" I whispered as I cried.
Then a voice so gentle and so sweet as I had never heard,
Warmed my heart while my soul sighed.


"She shall be what you shall make her,
All is within you to create.
With pure love as your guide and pure thought as your maker,
You shall decide its fate."


Inspiration burst forth as I felt an image form,
A tree majestic as a maple I could see,
But its bark was of bamboo; maple leaves not the norm,
Instead lilies of the valley adorned this tree.


All summer long these flowers bloomed,
Their gorgeous fragrance filled the air.
And in the backdrop of an evening sky,
Each flower lit up as if a star so rare.


What sheer Joy this image created, a delight for every eye to behold.
And as I found a perfect place for it to grow,
The sun's rays warmed my new seed more precious than gold!

A Hopi Elder Speaks:

"You have been telling people that this is the 11th hour.
At such a time, we must consider certain things.

Where are you living? What are you doing?
What are your relationships? Are they in order?
Where is your water? Know your garden.

It is time to speak your truth. Create your circle.
And do not look outside yourself for the leader.

There is a river flowing now very fast.
So great and swift is it that many will be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel torn apart, and will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above water.

See who is in there with you.
At this time in history, take nothing personally, least of all ourselves.
The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Everything done in a sacred way, and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for."

If Beauty Were A Sound

by Heather Fraser

As I write this, a brilliant full moon is beaming it's luminous light through my bedroom window.

All seems still in this moment, except for fingers moving across a keyboard, the steady rhythm of a heart beating,

blood flowing through veins, breath moving in and out of lungs, and earth hurtling through space.

The sound of silence embraces all that lives within the temple of my Being.

If Beauty were a sound, it would be the sound of silence.

The kind of silence that comes from within.

The kind of silence that I can actually hear as a mystical tone in my ears when I am fully present and pure

awareness floods my mind.

I am hearing God.

And she is everywhere.

In this moment, I am seeing her as the dance of moonlight sparkling like a million crystals from the frost on my window.

Is there anywhere that beauty cannot be found?

She is the mirror of my soul.

In everything and everyone, she shows me who I am.

I am eternal awareness.

Nothing more.

Nothing less.

Echo & Narcissus

J.W. Waterhouse

Would Echo curse the daffodil thrown

That led the eyes of Narcissus

To see reflected a face, his own?

The hearts desire of Narcissus

Jimbob