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Spiritual Poetry:
I have been given the most amazing poetry, sayings and ravings. I share them with you with much love and joy. I have been told to write the date and time as I receive it.
12/2/08: (The Divine, your Divine Birthright)
Arise, LittleOne,
do not be burdened by your gifts,
for they have brought you to me.
14/2/08: Self-Love
Why is it you put everyone before you?
Why is it you love, honour and cherish them before you?
Isn’t it about time you love, honour and cherish you?
Isn’t it about time you put yourself first?
It’s called self-love, my angel.
Give it a try.
14/2/08: Waiting
You have been waiting so long.
You have been waiting and waiting.
We have waited with you.
Arise, Little One.
Become The Beloved and arise.
Go forth and do what you came here to do.
You have much love and wisdom to share.
Now, it starts; The path to love.
The waiting is over.
26/3/08, 5.44 pm: I am Whole
I have gone into all my illusions and miscreations.
They have afforded me no comfort.
Now, as I relax into your arm’s;
I am whole.
We are one:
The silence is my blanket and affords me the need not to be.
To dissolve into you so fully that I am no longer me but you.
I am you and you are me.
Wait quietly till this dissolves away into the silence and we are one.
5.50, The Mind:
Constantly questioning and analyzing, asking, fretting, it drives me mad.
Oh, how I long for you to empty my mind of all,
so that I can be filled by you.
Fill me with you right to the brim and then overflow around me and everywhere.
Oh how I yearn to dissolve into your infinite embrace.
Calm, relaxed and not in my mind.
5.57, Love’s Diet:
As I empty my mind of what I thought I knew,
I see my flesh contract and heave a sigh of relief.
No, need to hold onto this useless knowledge.
As I empty my mind I feel the need for fresh air.
Phew, how I can feel energy coursing through without being
talked to death about it!
As I empty my mind I eat what pleases me.
Thank you for passing through my lips what I need instead of what I ought.
As I empty my mind I relax.
I am grateful for the space in all my cells.
Thank you for nourishing me as I nourish you.
We are one.
Behold The Divine.
The Body’s Ode:
I am sacred
not scared and feared and to be punished.
I am sacred
not to be controlled and manipulated.
I am sacred
you hide nothing from me delusion of the mind.
I am sacred
I am what you want me to be.
I am sacred
gaze at me and watch how I unfold into my Divine Blueprint.
I am sacred
when will you realise that which you fear is to be embraced and loved into being.
My sacred temple.
My body.
Words are Useless:
The Divine beheld me in the silence and told me that words are useless.
I agreed and wrote down what The Divine had said.
My mind rebelled.
My heart rejoiced at this delicious irony that is me;
The Wordsmith that craves The Silence.
What a blessing I am to me.
The more I talk the more I recognize the need for silence.
Oh happy paradox;
the in between place where I am One.
A few minutes later.....
More, more words to fill my pages and satiate my soul.
Pour your words onto my parched throat and heart until I cry
no more words.
Let me enjoy the Void with all my friends in the silence.
No more, no more am I.
Yippee!
6.15..
One can always tell a Master by the shoes that they wear.
I personally prefer bright red ones with a matching hand bag.
You think me arrogant enough to call myself a Master.
For I have realised that my mind is empty,
I have nothing left to teach.
I am ready t be taught.
Master of Nothing.
The Fakers:
Your words are empty.
The food you eat is stained by your intention.
The intention to be pure and holy.
Have you forgotten who you are?
You are the mud, the earth and the soil.
Wake up and smell my roses.
You were created from the mud and the mud you will return to.
Don’t deny me.
Your sacred mother.
In the end all are returned to me
whether they eat meat or vegetables or vitamins or chips.
All are one in my eyes and all are dealt with love.
Broken down and used where they are ready.
Fear:
You fear what you don’t understand.
You name your fears and line them up one by one.
You analyze them and carry them on your person and in your body.
You take them out and show them to your friends.
You compete with each other to have the biggest,
most incurable fear.
O vile, despicable one turn onto me and give me your fears
so you may be returned as my angels;
my blessed ones.
Later still..
I am waiting for you to tire of your fear calling.
I am here.
Join me Now.
Tarry not in the Fields of Despair;
for I have prepared for you
Gardens of Plenty.
Come to me fear caller and let me release you from the prison of your mind.
Messenger:
Let the trumpets announce my presence.
I am a messenger of The Divine.
Be silent, so I may relay my message.
Ask me no questions,
for I know nothing except my message.
My mind is completely empty and open.
27/3/08,8.50 My heart:
My heart is open and ready to love.
My heart is filled with you and all my body
till there is no me and you and just us.
My heart:
I try again to express my joy, it flows like my pen but it has no container.
I try to show my love for you but my face is expressionless.
So I content myself with gazing my love into you.
I gaze my love at you:
I gaze my love at you,
I watch you carefully.
I watch and watch.
I observe what you do.
I smile for The Divine has many guises.
The liar, the thief, the prostitute.
Sacred vessels of The Divine.
Not knowing their worth but loved just the same as the vicar and the humble.
My love knows no boundaries and no distinctions.
I love all who are put before me.
I exist to love.
8.57:
Gandhi said be the change you want to be.
Jesus said love is all.
Look at the world with forgiveness in your eyes
and create a forgiven world.
Look again, this time gaze at the world with love in your eyes.
You will see what I see and those that came before me.
Next:
I am in exalted company.
What makes you think that I may lie to The Divine.
I am The Divine.
There you have your answer!
Disturb me not with your useless questions till you realise
you are talking to yourself.
The Divine.
God to God.
Heart to Heart.
1000 paths:
There are 1000 paths to God.
Realise they are all one;
for they lead you to me.
Silly me:
I have spent so many years reading about The Divine,
learning about The Divine and listening to others tell me about The Divine.
Silly me!
All I needed to do was look in a mirror to behold The Divine.
Silly me!
All I needed to do was talk to myself to connect with The Divine.
Silly me!
All I needed to do was feel my body to feel The Divine.
Anybody:
Anybody that tells you love is impossible is lying.
Anybody that tells you that you are too old or too dusty for love is lying.
Be brave, Little One, claim your birthright.
To love and be loved.
Your cynical facade is becoming wearying to your body.
Don’t fight your nature.
You are love,
all else is impossible.
I know, I created you.
Love begets love.
I write:
I write so I may feel you around me.
I walk in Sutton park and gaze at the trees so that I may see you.
I am desperate for you.
You fill my waking thoughts.
I am like a thief plotting all the ways that I can get to you.
I exhaust myself in my striving and when it becomes too much I gaze at you.
I gaze at you and my need is satisfied.
My need is satisfied.
Demon family:
I have had the pleasure of being raised by demons.
They taught me all the ways that you deny yourself.
I’m so glad I listened and learned well.
When my heart was broken open
my love poured over me and my demon family.
That’s what they were working for.
Love’s expression.
For my demon family was angels in disguise.
More:
I kept myself apart from you.
I was being greedy because I wanted The Divine for myself.
Now, I rejoin you all for I realise you are The Divine.
9.35:
I was taught as a girl to be neat, tidy and presentable.
Do what I could to help others and deny myself, especially because I was a woman.
I looked into your gaze and you reminded me I was to be loved, honoured and cherished.
I am the Goddess I pray to.
Balanced:
The God and Goddess face each other and rejoice.
They are complete and whole again.
They gaze at the equal and opposite and unite into one.
Even more:
I wait for you my Beloved.
When I tire of waiting
I gaze at myself to remind myself that
that which I seek is here already,
in my eyes.
28/3/08,8.07,Scribe:
Use me as your scribe.
Give me a reason to live.
To be love’s scribe that is my destiny.
I accept it, I surrender to it and welcome it.
Only by accepting that which you desire, can you love it into being.
You have never known love till you gaze at me and see you.
I gave you the world:
I gave you the world.
You saw pain, suffering and horror.
I gave you the world.
You widened your gaze and saw trees, rocks and rivers.
I gave you the world and you saw it reflected in your gaze.
The world will always welcome lovers.
We have need of much love till we see it for ourselves.
Love yourself into being.
9.15, Love:
Love the shadow as you love the light.
Love the shadow so it may become the light.
Love the shadow so it may remain to show you perspective.
10.20:
Red the colour of love or the colour of anger.
What you see is what you get.
Later:
Let me look at you.
Don’t tell me you’re not worthy.
By gazing at your shabby facade the riches within you are increased
and released over you.
Still later:
The world of opposites is a world of fools.
This world of pain and misery is a world of a wounded child.
This world of plenty and comfort is a world of the Divine Mother.
Still later:
My western mind unites with my eastern heart
in the body of the world.
Later:
Reconcile the two by widening your gaze and attending to the needs
of your heart.
10.20:
This world has driven me mad by causing me to blame myself,
objectify myself and separate myself from it.
Silly world we are one.
Silly me for allowing the illusions to cloud my gaze.
10.22:
Six pointed star, shape within a shape.
I am confused.
Who am I?
Everytime I go to a mirror I see someone different.
Who am I when I lay down the mirror of the world.
Mirrors:
Mirrors don’t lie.
They reveal what is.
Can you accept and surrender to it?
Every time.
28/3/08, 4.24 The Number 8:
Symbol of eternity.
Creator of all possibilities, in all realms and places.
Unleash your secrets to me number 8.
So that I may stand in the middle of eternity
and see no separation.
Thank you:
Thank you Lucas and Spielberg for seeing
the many worlds created.
Thank you Doreen Virtue,Phd and Lesley for
the balanced love.
Thank you Oprah and Ellen for the love.
Thank you, most of all for choosing to embody the light.
I have enough of the dark.
Who will step into the light and embody all my qualities of love,
grace and ease for all the world to see.
Heroes:
Heroes come and go.
People that touch my heart are few.
Thank you Martin Luther King for showing a bored teenager,
in a history lesson dreams are to have and to hold,
and when the time is right realised.; even after your death.
The dream has a life of its own and will go on
in the hearts of the dreamers.
More:
I need willing souls.
I need those souls whose hearts are willing to be open and embody my love.
I have had my fill of those in the dark.
All paths:
All paths lead to God.
Why not try the path of love and laughter and joy?
Why not try the path with angelic companions as guides?
My angels:
I adore you and am hopelessly devoted to you.
I snuggle at the bottom of Archangel Michael’s cloak.
Secure in the knowledge
that I am safe.
I wait for your presence St.Germain,
you bring me laughter, joy and optimism.
God’s work can be dirty business but you clean me up
and hold up a mirror to show me
I am clean and whole.
7/5/08, I am weak:
You tell me I am weak if I cry.
Silly fool tears are my strength.
They will be y river of change.
My tears will guide me to what I want.
Divine Child:
You treat me like a slightly dim child.
You tell me to sacrifice, work and effort.
I complain.
You blame me and shame me and call me selfish.
You want me to justify my existence
by working every minute God sent to me.
No, God sent me to do as I please not as you believe.
No, I am the happy, exuberant nature of the Divine.
I do as I please.
Woe to us:
Woe to us that we don’t recognise our Divine Child.
We carry on with our lists, striving and effort.
When we are in an indulgent mood we humour our Divine Child.
When we are caught up in our lack illusions we berate the Divine Child.
The Divine Child 2:
The divine child is showing you that when you trust,
you too can be happy, carefree and taken care of.
Trust in your divine child.
You are the divine child.
This apparently dim and slightly stupid child has much to teach you.
Oh, I forgot you are too clever, too busy and self-sacrificing
to spare a minute or two for me.
Your Divine Child.
The Soul’s plea:
You are too busy climbing the ladder of your discontent,
to go within and honour yourself.
You create busyness and call it a business to take up your time
so you don’t have to meet us all; the fragmented self.
Do you not realise that only by going within will you realise who you are.
Think that you can distract me, The Soul.
I will show you the fragmented parts of you that you have created.
There is no hiding from me.
So, come and sit with me awhile, blessed child, and let us get to know all
of ourselves.
Hear my plea, hear my words,
yours always, your eternal ONE.
Cave:
You are in a cold, dark cave.
You have lit a fire to keep you warm and remind you of a light
you can barely remember.
You stare into the flames and cower as they are projected onto the wall
of your cold, dark cave.
You ask for help to leave this nightmarish world.
Something inside you tells you to turn your head.
Turn your head so that you may see the entrance
to this cave.
See the light and bright and green world outside.
breathe the fresh air in deeply and walk towards the light.
Walk towards your light and a brand new world for us all.
If life is a game?
If life is a game,
Why is everybody I meet so serious?
Why don’t they want to play with me?
Ah, I understand.
We don’t know how to play.
Someone said we have to stick to the rules.
Lets throw out the rule book and the rule makers.
Lets invent another game.
Lets invent another game!
Lets invent another game,
One where everybody gets a share and there are no losers.
Lets invent another game,
where everybody wins and love is the treasure.
Lets invent another game,
where we can lie on the grass, gaze at the sun and the sky and breathe in love.
Lets invent another game,
one that has no ending or begining, one that just is.
I like that!
It sounds like fun, lets play the game to nowhere.
The game To Be.
That’s all folks;
for now!
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