Suitcases and rose petals

Suitcases and rose petals

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Rose petals on the stair case.

Rose petals down the hall.

Rose petals leading to the sauna.

Rose petals on the garden wall.

The petals of the roses

Are now blowing in the wind;

As are  all the promises you gave me

 The night you took me in.

Why did I fall so deeply?

Why did I ever fall at all?

What was in

the  rose-covered suitcases

You had waiting in the hall?

English: The white rose

English: The white rose (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A radiant dream of your love

Beauty

Beauty photo MaryHelen Ferris   Jasper 2008

I reclined.

I was  filling

myself with

Thy

loving grace.

I drifted.

I was living

in my happy place.

I dreamed you.

I was overjoyed

to see your face.

I reclined

Further into

light and sound’s own space.

I awakened.

Radiant.

Filled with the love

of knowing you.

Listening to the Master's Voice

Listening to the Master’s Voice  Photo MaryHelen Ferris

Reflections – dedicated to Jafar Mazaheri

img_15662Photo Sonny Galea           “Reflections”       Jasper National Park

I see

Only

stumbling blocks.


I find my way

Into that cool

Lake  of Love.

Languishing there

I take in

the cool mountain air.

I visualize it as the breath of God.

Renewing me.

Recovering me.

Rejuvenating me.

I discover

Myself.

I discover

Stepping stones

calm acceptance.

Knowledge

of all

Gifts .

Everything leads

to

the Mountain of God.

I see

then

I was created in His image.

Everything is

A reflection of

my own beauty.

Memories of stumbling blocks

no longer exist.

I am a reflection of

the Beauty of God.

Come jump into the healing waters of love.

Keep the light on for the traveler

Photo of a cloud illuminated by sunlight.

Image via Wikipedia

Whenever any of the family were on the road

Grandmother, would say….

“Let’s keep  the one light on

So the traveler can make it home.”

When you stop to take a moment

Share your smile or hug with another

You are keeping the light burning brightly

Just like my Grand -Mother.

Keep the light on dear heart.

You can never know who is traveling down the road.

But, by keeping the light on, you are sharing the love.

You are lightening up their load.

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Living with Nature

I am dreaming that

I have become

the divine feminine gentle Soul.

I am dreaming that

I have a child on the way.

I am dreaming that

I am beloved of one

of The Beloved’s own.

I am dreaming that

I have freedoms all the way

to worlds unknown.

I am dreaming that

love will have its say.

I am dreaming that

love has healed me

and made me whole.

Oh,  my goodness

Oh,  for heaven’s sake

I am not dreaming.

This is my true life

I am truly wide awake.

The Virgin was not

the only one

Who was  blessed

among women.

I am.

I am that

because of the love

of the Creator.

I am that

because of the love

that has been so

freely given to me

I am that

because in my Soul

I am truly free.

I am that

because in every day
in each every way

each day

I am getting better and better.

I am becoming

more like Thee.

I see your love

in every rock and tree and flower

I see more love

behind the eyes of my neighbour

I see it growing by the hour.

I am living the dream

That Soul came here to dream.

I gaze into your eyes

It is then I realize

You are living the same dream.

How blessed we are

beloved dear heart

That each day is so full

of the love of the Creator

For all of us

Now I surrender

To do my part.

Autumn intentions under the Harvest full moon

roses after first snowfall
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 The autumn crispness now blends with the harvest smells on the breeze

The last barbeques, corn busts, and fire pits are lasting longer.

The last of the roses are worshipped petal by petal…covered by frost..now by snow.

The last die-hard campers are offering pleas.

Spirits are buckling up,  seeing if they are worth the metal

of the long winter ahead.

This will not be a winter of our dis-content.

This will be the harvesting of centuries of due diligence…

This will be the fulfillment of the destiny in the stars…

This is will be the autumn and winter in which Soul serves to flourish

This will be the winter of the longest snows.

This will be the holiday of holidays.

This autumn, this winter the celebration will be ours..

All of this and more…only heaven knows.

“Insha Allah” as the Master wills.

May our hearts be open

May our questioning spirits be stilled.

May we in loving service surrender to God’s will.

May we see the Beloved Master in our neighbours eyes.

May we  live to love many more autumns and winters.

May our loving service come as no surprise.

“Insh Allah” as the Master wills.

May our hearts be open

May our questioning spirits be stilled.

The still small voice that is never still

The still small voice within

sends its love to all the world 

The still small voice within me

holds its love in a never-ending whirl

The still small voice within the music

within me spirals out into the song

The still small voice within the laughter

is so glad you came along.

The still small voice that is never still

Is bending searching and yielding

Opening now to do Thy will.

The still small voice within thy will

Opens now to the cosmic sea

The still small voice within the Joy

can now just let it be. 

The still small voice within the laughter 

contains the magic of living

The still small voice with my heart

Has a brand new way of forgiving. 

So let us take heart in the midst of the storm

Knowing the still small voice within us all

Will guide us safely home…

Within the guidance of that love within the still small voice

Is love and peace to share.

Within the love I found you my love

I am so glad that you are there.

Within the still small voice within you

There is peace and harmony

Within the still small voice within us all

Is a place we can be together

Within the still small voice is the place we can be free. 

When I am sitting seemingly alone

I am actually within the still small voice

Dancing at heaven’s throne.

Mother Answers

Yes, my darling children

I know what you are going through

Mum and Pup broke my heart

when death’s door they walked to.

I lost my brothers and sisters.

I lost my friends and my babies too.

Know this my dear children

Heaven is where you make it

You do not have to wait till the other side.

Enjoy the laughter.

Enjoy the love.

Enjoy the tears.


Make your daily meditation

An act of dedication.

Let your love for me

Show in all you do.

That is the best way

For your kindness to show

That is the best way for me

To know that you listened

When I told you


Dedicate your love, life and laughter

To the Master

That is what I want you to do

That will be the best reflection

Of the love that has been given you.

I bathed in the Ocean


Filled with Love and Mercy.

I basked in the Master’s sweet Grace.


Your love and forgiveness

Have helped my healing

As I enjoy Spirit’s sweet embrace.

Your love is my Lighteness.


Your forgiveness my crown.

Your kind actions to others

My beautiful gown.

Go on with your mission.

Be your own best friend.

Do as I told you

“Dedicate your life and your

actions to the Master.


Do all in His name.


That is the best reflection

of the love that has been given you.

I will always love you.

The Master is always with you.

Listen, dear child, when you want to ask ‘Why’

It is because I told you so.”

I am not gone from your Heart

Dear Ones.


My love comes to you on the Breeze.

Remember, in your morning meditation

Do all you can to ease

The pain of the downcast

The sorrow of the homeless

The hunger of those still searching

The anger of the frightened ones


Still lost in the fog.

Be of service to the servers.


Be a friend to the friendless.

Embrace the unembraceable.

Forgive the un-forgiveable.

Love the actor…hate the action.

“Dedicate your life and your

actions to the Master.

Do all in His name.

That is the best reflection

of the love that has been given you.

I will always love you.

The Master is always with you.

Listen, dear child, when you want to ask ‘Why’

It is because I told you so.”

Laughter at the Shelter

A few months ago my life was helter skelter

Now, I rejoice, in the laughter at the shelter.

There is never a problem that one of us has not been through.

There is always joy and understanding even when skies are not blue.

We have our own experiences.

We have compassion in the pain.

But, now,  I am at home in the Shelter

I am learning to dance in the rain.

I have a family.

I am home.

((Which for a homeless person is everything one could ever dream about))

I have a place in the sun with a loving family of that there is no doubt.

The movies

In the past fifteen years I have seen three movies:

Titanic, Horton hears a Who and Benjamin Button.

So I am at a loss to express my deep gratitude

 and spiritual awakening

After the viewing of Benjamin Button.

For me, it was excellantly crafted, cut from the cloth of the robe of God.

It moved me.

It shook me.

It helped me heal.

I faced my grief, my anger and my joy

to only have it cascading in on me,

as profound sadness and elation again in the next scene.

(I was to be a ballerina this lifetime….fate had other plans.

By the time I was 8 years old I weighed eighty pounds

and looked like a full back on the men’s football team.)

So a movie about the dance and the dance of life

Will challenge me to ever

 take its memory from me as

the best movie of my life.

I saw Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid thirteen times.

I only want a percentage of the royalties

I will generate by enrolling

all my friends into the viewing

and partaking of this moveable visual feast.

Oh my goodness, I feel drained and inspired all in one breathe.

The “emotional roll in the hay of my life experiences” expressed in this movie

Has left me quite for a loss of expression, except perhaps:

For me, it was excellantly crafted, cut from the cloth of the robe of God.