Dear Hearts, I miss you. I pray for you. In my meditations you are carried on the wings of Michael as we soar through illumined skies of truth and beauty. Our hearts like fiery suns, reflect the golden Benevolence of God. Many are writing or calling with challenges. Many seek hope for the journey. You are hope. …
Give Her Everything In the time of conversion all things are given to be purified. In the time of transformation, we are asked to turn over our ego prizes to the sweet fires of the Alchemist, the Sophia of the new world. It’s like this: if you come close to a campfire with marshmallows in …
Body and SoulHave you heard the tales of King Solomon? Oh, how he wanted the Queen of Sheba. He summoned her to come. She wasn’t sure she wanted him. And sent instead, a mother lode of gold. Solomon was unimpressed. The streets of his Kingdom were paved with the stuff. When Sheba finally arrived, she …
Dear Hearts,Pick Up Your Guitar and Play. If you refuse to pick up your guitar to play, if you close your throat and hold back every note that lives for an ear canal… well, this is what I’ve done, or haven’t done for years. I have not touched those strings. I have forbidden my heart …
Lilliputian Stuck in the Mud Stuck in the mud?Remember, many pay through the nosefor this exfoliant experience,taking layers off,peeling back the crust of toxins,making the skin luminescent,clean as a baby’s bum. Maybe you don’t want to try so hardto get out of that quagmire. The struggle makes muscles sinewy and strong.Humans have been fighting nature …
The Friend will become bread and spring water for you, a lamp and a helper, your favorite dessert and a glass of wine. (Rumi) If only you knew how simply and easily that One slips into your life, making the day as smooth as butter softened on the windowsill, spread on an ear of corn, …
Now it is simply enough to say that multiple transformations you are experiencing are not the result of disorganized chaos but the birth of a new world. Voice of Christ, through Sebastian Blaksley, Choose Only Love Dear Hearts,Sometimes the world is like a monumental cabin cruiser. Sometimes it is as if I sit on a …
She comes to me, Queen of Mercy Mercy drops her hand kerchief. It brushes your feet. Do not rush by. Stop to pick it up, to meet her gaze, to wipe your brow. Let her power soothe you. Mercy is queen of compassion, pausing where you have cried out. She listens like a cow on …
Dear Hearts, In this moment,I cannot scribe one word to you that is worth reading unless, in this moment, I accept the love of God for myself. I cannot write the meaning of God’s words unless I accept the true meaning of my life. If I do not trust that I have a unique and God-given function …
Dear Hearts, I am settling in, grateful for a perfect vacation; happy to be home, happy to have gone, happy for the graceful flow of Love that filled the days and night with appreciation. Sometimes leaving the comforts and rituals of our nest for recreation lifts us into a different perspective, a vista beyond the …