Monthly Archives: November 2012

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Waiting to hear you sing your song

http://www.eckankar.org/hu.html

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Song Sparrow in song

Song Sparrow in song (Photo credit: Alan Vernon.)

I am singing the song

I came here to sing

It fills my whole heart,

my sanctuary,

my home,

my everything.

“I was waiting for so long.

I was waiting for my song.”

The Woman of the North

(whose fire I visit)

Tells me of the blessing

that it is to find my song.

She speaks of  those

who never find

their song,

their joy,

their happy place, 

their mission,

their purpose.

She speaks of those

who do get a nudge

then dismiss it  

always questioning:

“Is this my purpose?

 Is this my mission?

 Is this my song?

Well… Is it?

Look within

she tells me.

Look within

says the Voice on the Wind. 

Look within

smiles the sunshine.

Looking within, 

I find the song.

I am singing the song,

I was meant to come here to sing. 

It fills my whole heart,

my sanctuary,

my home,

my everything.

I now share my song

as I walk the narrow way.

I thank you for being

my inspiration .

I ask the Creator of All

that your joy within

will always stay.

I am waiting to hear

you sing your song.

Author’s note. A song that was gifted to me is the HU. It is a love song for everyone.  ECKANKAR   http://eckankar.org brought the love song, the HU to me.  It gives me freedom from my grief.  It can help you. It does not ask you to change your religion.  It can enhance it.
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Tangled branches scratching the hearth ~ Dedicated to you the reader

Tangled branches scratching the hearth

Cutting deeply into the heart.

Promises to go or to stay.

There will be pain either way.

Why this rippling in the pond?

Why had the traveler stayed away  so long?

How can I help them?

How deep is the silence that will not last?

How can the healing come until it is past?

Will the deux machina fall from the sky?

What is the lesson here?

Why do I ask why?

Let go and let God…occurs to me.

It is their path.  

It is their choice.

It is their destiny.

Then the heart speaks again

“This is my family 

I want the pain to end.”

Tangled branches scratching the hearth

Cutting deeply into the heart.

Promises to go or to stay.

There will be pain either way.

(Dedicated to you the reader as you walk through the challenges ~ with compassion from my deepest love)

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Link to Jessie Marie Olson here FEATURED AUTHOR for November 29th with thanks

http://http://www.somethingandthenthechorus.blogspot.ca/

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Full moon under the last lunar eclipse Jessie Marie Olson Guest author (unedited and shared with love)

  1. FULL MOON and Last lunar Eclipse of the year tonight, n I got a prayer for everyone tonight as I will be
    looking up high to the sky ….
    leaning over the cold window sill
    singin to myself, staring at the moon
    staring at the stars, at the …

    clouds
    my eyes are standing still………
    Freeze all thoughts and think:
    I’m sorry, forgive me, I love you
    just like mama always said to
    lift up my light to the brink…. and God speed to ALL of you!
    Photo: FULL MOON and Last lunar Eclipse of the year tonight, n I got a prayer for everyone tonight as I will be looking up high to the sky ....<br /><br /><br /><br /> leaning over the cold window sill<br /><br /><br /><br /> singin to myself, staring at the moon<br /><br /><br /><br /> staring at the stars, at the clouds<br /><br /><br /><br /> my eyes are standing still………<br /><br /><br /><br /> Freeze all thoughts and think:<br /><br /><br /><br /> I’m sorry, forgive me, I love you<br /><br /><br /><br /> just like mama always said to<br /><br /><br /><br /> lift up my light to the brink…. and God speed to ALL of you!” src=”<a href=https://fbcdn-sphotos-f-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/c67.0.403.403/p403x403/189917_10152291924115032_1353668032_n.jpg&#8221; height=”403″ width=”403″ />
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The Heart Knows Guest Author Nadine Seely – My Inner Spoken Word – (Unedited and published with love)

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TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 27, 2012

Word 8 – The Heart Knows

Word 8 – The Heart Knows
 
The “Heart” knows
What the “Heart” wants
 
Love
 
A love that holds no bounds
Unconditional, Faithful
 
Love
 
Be my cheering squad
No matter what I do
If I fail or don’t completely succeed
Sit and Listen
If I ask…answer
Your silence otherwise is Golden
When I decide something new
Bring out the PomPoms again
Stand by my side
 
Love
 
Put me on a pedestal
But not so high
That I can’t mess up
When I do
Please pick me up
Brush me off
And put me back
Where you keep me
 
Love
 
A gentle touch
A sincere smile
No need nor want
A tone that sings to my mind
To my heart
A tenderness that baffles
Pre-existences
 
Love
 
Family
Business
 
My “Heart” Knows
What my “Heart” Has!
My “Heart” Knows
Who it is grateful for!
 
BNS
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The Doll

Doll Salon in Мoscow

Doll Salon in Мoscow (Photo credit: Puno3000)

I am the doll sitting

on display upon the shelf.

My head is not filled with sawdust.

I think thoughts of  creativity

but keep them to my self. 

I only want someone to come

 release me from the store.

I will sing them  a Lullaby

be with them forever more.

The young couple who had pressed

their noises against the window pane

Came one winter’s evening at closing time

in snow and freezing rain.

They wanted me to the one to teach them

until the baby was due.

I have been with them since that time

now  60 long years through.

I became  a family heirloom,

an invited guest at tea.

 I now belong to the great grand child

who wants to keep me as a trophy…

I am now once again

the doll sitting on a display shelf.

I think thoughts of  creativity

but keep them to my self. 

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no Psych Ward in Heaven

Reblogged from Inspiration Import:

November  2012

‘KEN’ by Lesley Fletcher

Ken – a 61 year old male plagued by a lifelong battle with alcohol and mental illness. His high functioning days have long passed.

Jackie – 60 year old female, sister to Ken and advocate of his needs.

 

Ken stands before his audience telling his story. He is dressed in sweatpants, a t-shirt and cardigan.

Read more… 1,456 more words

BRAVO This is a story many need to hear Many now have a voice through this deep sharing` I am sharing it Could you Merci
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Les Fletcher, my muse, my beloved, my divine (a love poem from the Universe)

Artwork of Les Fletcher -copyright

Les my love,

my muse, my beloved , my divine

The art of your words…

The words of your art…

Stir, sooth, sensuously settling

 into this heart of my mine. 

My love Les, 

For a touch of your brush

on the canvas of love 

For the stroke of your pen

on the parchment

I, the seeker,

I,  the lover of all,

I, the Universe,

We  all have been waiting

for the gift of you.

We cannot  breathe in anticipation. 

For your creativity we  doeth pine. 

Les my love, my muse , my divine

The art of your words

The words of your art

Stir, sooth, sensuously settling

 into this art of my mine. 

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