A radiant dream of your love

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  Photo MaryHelen Ferris

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Young Son and Spirit (con’t) At the breaking of dawn (unedited same courage and respect)

oh spirit,

oh biggest model of me and my species,

I remember all your love,

I remember all light

that you put in my heart

in all those days

that a nation was humiliating me,

oh spirit,

I remember some

but not all.

because being human

is the only thing

that divided us….you and I.

I see better

and hear better,

nothing has changed

about my eyesight

or my ears.

but I was able

to make

a better 

understanding

 and this

has changed everything!

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My Christmas wish for you beloved…….

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It feels, for me,

like the

Christmas….

I always wanted for you;

knowing you are

safe from the storm.

I have watched you

battling everything

for everyone.

You needed, in my opinion,

a safe harbour to rest

and renew yourself.

You are a humble man

who Blesses All.

Always and all ways.

Perhaps you may be

Blessed in the

Arms of Spirit

as you Sleep.

I conjure up visions of

Beautiful Women

to bathe you,

soothe you,

and towel you

with soft ferns

from the forest floor.

They have prepared an arbour

of juniper, cedar and spruce.

It leads you to a quiet

“Cabin” of mosses, lichen and sage

which smell of

sweet grass and fresh ocean breezes.

There are

pine boughs, feathers of myriad birds

and a feast of your favorite foods,

books and song birds serenading you.

For warmth, there are furs

and a “rug” of the hide

of a summer lamb for your head.

There is a fire glowing with oranges and purples.

The sounds of Its crackling engulf you.

Its flames dance forward to you…

until they dance behind your eyes.

You are sleeping, dreaming into a deeper view

of the Ocean full of Love and Mercy.

Content, you meet with your Master

and grasp His eyes with yours.  You ask your

Questions, which, when barely formed,

are answered in His smile and His gentle Voice.

“All will be Well”

resonates until it becomes a “Knowingness” that

the DIVINE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

is yours to embrace.

The sorrows and pains of the Day are stilled.

In this Moment, there is a gentle breeze

stirring you.

A happy, joyous, warmth floods over your entire being.

You are One

with the Breeze,

the Fire,

the Ocean

and the Joy of the Blessing.

Loved ones surround you with their essences.

A protective Shielf of Light

envelopes you as you

reach deeper into your

Peaceful Place.

There is in this Moment,

the Love of the Master,

your Beloved,

and Loved Ones

of all your Lifetimes.

Soul knows it is Home.

You hear the Sound,

ride it further

into the Light and

become One

with the Light and Sound.

It is a glorious

Waterfall of colors

and you bask in its Bliss.

It is many hours until daybreak.

I am sitting Vigil

To greet you as you

return with the Dawn.

You smile a greeting.

It was a good Trip Home.

-MaryHelen Ferris

-aka Northern Madonna

Waiting and Silence

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There is a secret

knowledge in silence.

There is a secret

knowledge in waiting.

There are many a mother

of many children

who wait for the silence.

Would give anything

for five minutes of silence.

Until the house is empty.

 Now she waits

for any of them

or all of them

to just even call.

While she waits

in the silence. 

The Temple

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The beautiful cathedrals of Europe

Call rituals to mind.

The Temples of the far east provide

Enlightenment to the blind.

The mosques are row dotting the landscape

Expanding our capacity to love.

For me, the most beautiful place

Is this Temple within

Filled mercy from above.

I go to this temple in the moment.

I meditate, contemplate, pray.

Being in touch with the Master

Enlivens each moment each day.

I may not always be surrendering.

I may be taking a moment to laugh.

By living in the moment, in the at-one-ment

I know I am on the right path.

DEDICATED to Tammy Triplett Touchet Johnston -Grandmother`s dreaming song…May you…

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May the love of a hundred lifetimes

Hold you and caress you as you dream.

May all the joys you have given others

Be returned to you a thousand fold

While you are making dreams 

come true for others

From your heart of gold.

May you walk in the Sunlight of the Spirit.

May you dance in rain.

May the joys of a thousand rainbows

Be yours time and time again. 

May you discover the secrets

that are hidden

In every rock, tree and flower.

May you know you walk on holy ground 

Each and every hour.

May you honour your commitments.

May you love with all your might.

May you gift your ears to others

Who are crying in the night.

May you take each rose bud

Treasure it

and give it love

 release it  upon the wind…

Do all these things

in the name of the Creator 

My darling little child

Then you will have a life

that gives praise back 

To all you meet

Then at the closing of your days

You can walk on humble feet. 

Reflections – dedicated to Jafar Mazaheri

Photo 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

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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.

Hump day….surrender and forgiveness

Surrender to things in love

Gives me strength from God above….

It does not mean that I can be controlled.

It does not mean there is not grief to be consoled.

It does not mean that the policies and procedures by which you thrive

Are to be my mandate on how and why I will conduct myself and be alive.

I forgive myself for loving you so deeply because it was a good lesson.

Now I am waiting for the healing to happen cause I sure need the blessin’.

This poem is dedicated to the Travelers…and those who wait to welcome them home.

This poem is  dedicated to the Travelers

and those who wait to welcome them home.

 

Alone, you,  may think you are.

You are not.
You may simply be

Broken-hearted and longing

to be with the Beloved.
You are always with the Beloved.

When in the moment

you think
you are the most alone

 and broken
You are being carried
on the Wings of Love.

Enjoy the view,
dear hearts.
You are the most 
 Beloved  of the Beloved.

On the Wings of Love….
of the Beloved
The Beloved Ones… 
(that means each

and every one of us

  all of you)
  There is  a glowing love
That cannot be held back
that the earth plane

can not hold……….

This beautiful flame of  love

glowing in the eyes of another

Beloved Traveler of the Beloved

Is how we find each and other

Lifetime after lifetime

In a circle of Love

Formed on the Wings of Love.