Love is Listening

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Photograph of a young girl listening to the radio during the Great Depression. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Love is listening

to my heart

as another week

begins to start.

How can I serve? 

What will I be?

What is the most

loving service I can 

I offer thee?

Love is listening to my heart.

As another week begins to start.

Singing a Sacred Song -greatpoetrymhf- for Mother’s everywhere

Northern Song Bird

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Singing in the Doha Souq

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Singing a Sacred Song - greatpoetrymhf 

Singing a sacred song

Upon awakening

The whole world sings along.

The sunlight of the sunrise

Dances with its Voice

While the Sunlight of the Spirit

Gives the world cause to Rejoice.

The music of the song birds

Mingles with the tune

Of the busy morning traffic

The children will be here soon.

The laughter of the morning

Fills my heart with Hope

As I jump into the shower

Banish cares with soap.

Under the running water

I renew my Spirit Song

Asking the Master to be with me

As I go about my day

Not hesitating in the moment

Not forgetting to pray.

May I see your wondrous Beauty.

May I fill my heart with song

May I speak a little softer

May I invite you to come along.

May I share your loving kindness

May I give an extra hug.

May I love without discernment

May I give with a rejoicing

Of the moments that we share.

May I always be compassionate

Patient, true and always kind.

May I be there for the stranger

Who still believes that Love is blind.

May I walk a little softer.

May my helping hand be quick.

May I give your love this moment.

May I be there for the sick.

May I this day and evening

Be an example of your Love.

May I make this day a reason

For one to think above

As I go about the Day.

May I sing the sacred song

As I walk this narrow way.

May I be there in the morning

For the heart that is full of fright

May I be there in evening

To help someone through the night.

May I awaken in the Moment

May I always hear your Voice

May I be kind and purposeful

May I always and all ways Rejoice.


Gather up the gatherers…..

Wrinkled Meat, medicine man from Cass Lake

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Standing Bull - Medicine Man - Crow

Standing Bull - Medicine Man - Crow (Photo credit: Thomas Fisher Rare Book Library)

Florentine wood gatherers
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The medicine people are speaking out.

Gather up the gatherers.

We are going to need them.

There is no doubt.

The tears are flowing.

The joy is in knowing.

We support one another  

in their field of dreams.

We work hand in hand

with loving kindness.

We use tools of respect,

mindfulness and grace.

Remembering when we

were in their place.

The medicine people

are speaking out

Gather up the  gatherers

We are going to need them

There is no doubt.

Call for the listeners.

Call for the seers.

Call for the dancers.

Call for the drummers.

Call for the singers.

The medicine people are speaking out

Gather up the  gatherers

We are going to need them

There is no doubt.

They will

bring in the people.

They will wild craft

the medicine.

They will sing

the healing songs.

They will thank

Mother Earth

with their dance. 

The medicine people are speaking out

Gather up the  gatherers

We are going to need them

There is no doubt.

How dedicated to Steve Cantrell

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Storm Clouds Roll in

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The Cloud Shadow (Anti-Crepuscular Rays)

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How many times will my gratitude speak

when gifts of love fall at my feet?

How many times will I stop to say,

beloved dear heart, I am glad you stayed?

How many arms will I open wide,

when my love I can no longer hide?

How much love will it take to heal,

how much longer till I get to feel?

How often will my joy increase,

how many times will I offer you peace?

How much love will it take to grow

until it is time for me to go?

How much service can I give,

to thank you for this new way to live?

How much love does it take to  be guessing

how much I needed forgiveness, confessing?

How many lifetimes before I grow 

into following this path with the silence I know?

How many sunsets will it take

before I surrender, before I break?

After the silence, the surrender comes…

I find my sacred song on the tip of my tongue.

How many ways can I say thank you?

Journey Home

HU-a love song to God

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The Guardian Angel
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In a moment,

you are going to take the trip

of your lifetime.

Not one induced, persuaded, or under the control of anyone…

except  perhaps your guardian angel, higher power, inner guide.

You do not have to believe

that your guardian, protector, angel, or inner guide exist

you could imagine what they looked like

should that help you in your visualization.

You are going to take a Journey within.

For a moment, find a comfortable place,

where there is minimal opportunity

for you to be disturbed for  a few minutes.

I take off my glasses,

as we will be using our inner eyes.

First, seat yourself..

or lie prone on the earth,

or bed, or floor…what ever works for you.

Between your eyes,

there is a spot

where your unicorn horn fell off.

It is called by some, the door,

the gateway, the third eye.

Calling upon your own breath,

slowly focus on the third eye.

Image a screen there.

Now, slowly a point of light

appears on the screen.

As you sing your sacred song,

be it a prayer or contemplation sound, or mantra….

Allow the light to expand…to the size of a small coin.

This light, with the sacred sound….

brings you closer, closer, to home.

Now, or later, allow the sound and the light to flow

into each cell of your body….take your time…

After all it is your time…your Journey….your adventure. 

As this beautiful light flows

through your being….you arrive at the university within.

You arrive at the being, knowing, seeing place.

Ah, that feels so familiar….so calm, so peaceful…so like home.

Bask in the moment of home. 

Acknowledge your beauty as Soul.

Singing your sacred song, basking in the light…

you sense more of the  ah ha moment….

as it surrounds you within and without. 

Ready to follow the leader…who can that be?

Right, the best most power medicine person for you in this lifetime…

Indeed, dear heart…

It is you.

You are the one who has been with you every step of the way.

Going down the stairs behind your eyes you travel deep within yourself. 

Visualize and invite the leader  within you

to allow your angel, guardian, inner master, protector to be present.

Follow the still small voice of your leader self.

Follow the still small voice of your comforter.

Walk within further.

Ask your questions.

Seek your answers.

When you are ready walk back up the stairs to your forehead.

Singing your sacred song, still basking in the light 

Prepare to come back to the physical.

Like dancing this excercise will take practice….

When I first started I could not stay away once the light, the sound and the presence were felt  

Not to worry just showing the map…..take the trip at your own pace.

“you will meet with some of us as your trudge the happy road to destiny”….The Big Book

Love is permanent –the all-existent, all-knowing, and  all-present.  This is the great, majestic power of God which sweeps from heaven into the lower realms to help mankind in its struggle to the reach true, eternal Home.    Stranger by the River   Paul Twitchell p 168 

Fridays feasting on the fast….

Hope and Glory

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Heart-shaped cloud

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Singing a sacred song

Upon awakening

The whole world sings along.

The sunlight of the sunrise

Dances with its Voice

While the Sunlight of the Spirit

Gives the world cause to Rejoice.

The music of the song birds

Mingles with the tune

Of the busy morning traffic

The children will be here soon.

The laughter of the morning

Fills my heart with Hope

As I jump into the shower

Banish cares with soap.

Under the running water

I renew my Spirit Song

Asking the Master to be with me

As I go about my day

Not hesitating in the moment

Not forgetting to pray.

“May I see your wondrous Beauty.

May I fill my heart with song

May I speak a little softer

May I invite you to come along.

May I share your loving kindness

May I give an extra hug.

May I love without discernment

May I give with a rejoicing

Of the moments that we share.

May I always be compassionate

Patient, true and always kind.

May I be there for the stranger

Who still believes that Love is blind.

May I walk a little softer.

May my helping hand be quick.

May I give your love this moment.

May I be there for the sick.

May I this day and evening

Be an example of your Love.

May I make this day a reason

For one to think above

The  petty crimes of humanity

May we all focus on your Love.

May I bow my head in dedication

As I renew my Spirit Song

Asking the Master to be with me

As I go about my day

Not hesitating in the moment

Not forgetting to pray.

“May I see your wondrous Beauty.

May I fill my heart with song

May I speak a little softer

May I invite you to come along.

May I share your loving kindness

May I give an extra hug.

May I love without discernment

May I give with a rejoicing

May I be mindful of your caring

May I be there for the homeless

May I be there for the blind

May I be a listening station

For the one who has lost it all.

May I be listening for your Instructions

As I go about the Day.

May I sing the sacred song

As I walk this narrow way.

May I be there in the morning

For the heart that is full of fright

May I be there in evening

To help someone through the night.

May I awaken in the Moment

May I always hear your Voice

May I be kind and purposeful

May I always and all ways Rejoice.