I want to be a computer Master

Today I had my computer repaired.

It had a virus.

It took a few hours.

There was a technician who worked with love.

Who took all the data saving  the essential things

They cleaned off all the garbage. 

Master, I want to be a computer.

I am over whelmed

with all the things from others

I have been down loading…

over 68 years this lifetime….let alone 

the garbage I dumped on others lifetime after lifetime.

It is not my business.

It is not my stuff.

But, when my experience strength and hope

can be a bridge to freedom….for another

Let the sunlight of the Spirit

sustain me and guide them.

Loving fully completely and boldly

That for me is quite enough….

So can I change my request…

I do not want to be a computer

and not feel deeply

I do not want to delete my past

when it can be a bridge home to you

For Souls emerging from the fog.

Goodness knows you rescued

me so many times

You sent angels to walk with me.

When I would not listen….

You beloved Master walked with me…

Until I made it safely home.

Now I am home and free

Let me serve

Let me be more

and more like thee.

No, dear Master

I do not want to be a computer.

I want to be Soul. 

I want all Soul’s to be free. 

Let me continue

to be a fool for God. 

I will honour Thee

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Photo by Sonny Galea   Wild Wilderness Photography      Jasper National Park

I will honour Thee

with a smile to my beloved family

across the breakfast table.

I will honour Thee

with kind words across the street.

I will honour Thee

by acknowledging where I walk

is sacred ground.

I will honour Thee

by doing, being, seeing and knowing

all of your Love

Is with me,

within me and all around.

I will honour Thee

by being part of the Light and Sound.

I will honour Thee

by being of  service,

love and laughter through each moment.

I will honour Thee

by being that

which you have created me to be.

Service is the Silence

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Photo with Sonny Galea  Jasper National Park      September 1, 2008

When I come to the place of Silence

With a heart full of laughter and joy.

It is in that moment

That I am the Master’s toy.

When I allow Him to give me instructions

When I put His work at the ‘fore

When I dedicate all my energy and actions

When I live here “as below so above”.

I do not have to wait for the rapture

I serve in the moment with love.

Then I know that this lifetime is more.

More of His infinite mercy

More of His boundless gifts

More opportunities of service

More of His children to lift.

A smile, a hug or a greeting

Acknowledges the Soul I am meeting.

Then there is no surprise

That  I see the Master

In  another eyes.




My Ticket Home

When faced with an illness

An accident

A fall

I rejoice

Asking

“Is this my ticket home?

Am I about to answer the call?”

The wise one who teaches me

Answers with a kind laugh in his voice…

“You are already Home.”

Acceptance dances as one with  Soul.

I delight in this moment.

I know I am Home.

I truly rejoice.

I am whole.

My home is a palace…a temple of Praise…dedicated to Justin….

My home is a palace,

A temple of praise.

A place of worship,

A portal of joy.

A launching pad

‘Tis my jumping off place

I embrace and am renewed

I bask in the Master’s grace.

I have sunlight enough

To flood over my face.

The moonlight calls me

To its sweet embrace.

The serenity, the safety

the sensuousness of the place

Often has me blushing

With enjoyment of this space.

I live among the joyful.

I live among the free.

I live with joy and laughter.

Come over one day for tea.

My home is a palace,

A temple of praise.

A place of worship,

A portal of joy.

I thrive on the abundance.

I move within the song.

I wish I had the time

To be here in my palace

All day long.

I would fluff up my pillows.

I would turn the music down low.

I would put my feet up.

I would read or relax.

I would make the baby quilt.

I would paint my picture.

Or draw.

I would never have to go to work

I would not have to be a part of the maw.

I would sit and watch the birds

As they play among the trees.

Alas, I have my obligations…

I have clothes to mend.

A pot tea is waiting

While I eat bannock with my friend.

My home is a palace,

A temple of praise.

A place of worship,

A portal of joy.

I saw the Master’s hands

I saw the Master’s hands

In every tree and brook.

I felt His sweet caress

Everywhere I looked.

The clouds, the trees,

the birds, the breeze

all were an expression of love for me.

 

I felt the Master’s touch

in the majestic mountainside.

I basked in the sweet kiss

as the morning mist

crashed, crushed and caressed me inside.

 

I was helped, held, and healed in the embrace

Of my loving Higher Power.

The Sunlight of the  Spirit

Rolled over me.

Again and again.
I am now in a holy place.

 

I was washed in the mountain rain.

I was cleansed in a Ocean filled

With love and mercy.

It removed the first hundred layers of pain.

 

The waterfall in the mountains

renewed me through and through.

I am ready to rejoin life.

I might even want to be with you.

 

The love of Master is always with me.

I know that more today.

I am glad I went to the mountains.

I am so glad I stopped to pray.

I was helped, held, and healed  in the embrace

Of my loving Higher Power.

The Sunlight of the  Spirit

Rolled over me.
It stays with me this hour.

Grief for a time or a season…the shards in the Mountain.

I watched the sky.
I wondered ‘why?’
(Why is life more intense?)
I watched as my pain
Formed into rain.
It renewed the earth as it fell.
The earth sprung up
Into the mountainous skies.
The beauty was shards to Soul.
I caressed the
shards with my eyes;
wanting it to cut deep.
Cut away the dross.
Cut away the loss.
The peaks were covered with misty fog.
The peaks were covered in rain.
The peaks were breathing in glorious snow.
I was very jealous.
I needed to feel that connected.
I wanted to lie on the top mountain peak.
I wanted to caress the forest’s floor.
I wanted to know.
I wanted to be.
I wanted to be real.
I craved renewal and purpose.
I needed to be free
of the pain of your passing.
I wanted to feel.
Stillness.
Freedom.
I longed for
a mission.
I had to have
the compulsion to go onward.
I did not feel anything like that at all.
Then the Sun came out.
It silhouetted the trees
Covered them in a raindrop-halo
which glistened.
While they danced in the breeze:
the beauty poured over me,
the beauty bombarded Soul,
the beauty went through me.
I drove away whole.
Now in the rear-view mirror
I have my direction.
I will return to the mountains
I will walk through the valleys and peaks.
I will do the next ‘right thing’.
I will be a mountain or raindrop.
Depending on the day.
I will be in touch with my life.
I will learn to say no
To the needs of another
When my own needs are intense.
I will return to these mountains
when I need to get in touch
With my loving departed parents
Whom I long to hold so much.
I put a rock in my pocket.

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 my dear children
Heaven is where and what 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 all 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.
You love and forgiveness
have helped my healing
as I enjoy Spirit’s sweet embrace.
Your love is my Lightness.
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 you 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 un-embraceable.
Endeavor to forgive the unforgivable.
You can love the actor and not the actions.
“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.”