Universal Energies = Love

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Opening up to the places inside that have been shut away for so long.
Making faces at the fears that now uncover their subversive intentions to derail me from my truth.

I am not there yet;
The fears still serve as my protection.
Protection from what?

I wonder… if not the memories of past times when that massive energy overwhelmed me in it’s force and ferocity, taking me down into depths I never knew existed, into negativities so colossal that I was drowning….?

That was before.
That is the past.
A memory…

The time is now; I recognise these things in their true form.
Thoughts that have become tram lines in my heart and head; my body merely responding to the vibrations being offered up from universal source; (some are bigger and better conduits than others), and for so long I was hearing the Voice in a solitary confinement of my own.

Pressure from without would keep me in my place, the place where other’s fears are not jarred or stirred, and when I broke free it was like all volcanoes erupting at once.

But that was then…
Now a memory.

This is now…
How is it now? Really?

Is it like a spring rain, for the first time warm again on the inside?

Is it like a water fountain of release, bubbling and flowing inside of your deepest parts?

Is it like a place so sublime that you can hardly hold it for the embarrassment of riches it now yields?

Is it like a formless being inhabiting your very body?

Are you empty yet?

If not, there is still time.

Wednesday 19th April 2017
Dorchester

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Eye Of Horus: Bird God Sees All

When I fly high
i see all of humanity
locked in its own embrace
trying to curl in
upon itself
and carry on sleeping
but….
its time to wake up
from our slumber
and call to arms
the armies of angelic host
to help us conquor our own fear

Right now

Awaken your vision….

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Little Dying

I am discovering new ways to die.

I now die to that which no longer serves me: doubt, fear, grief, impatience.

I now wish to learn through love.

I now reach out to spirit with my arms.

I remember my presence is enough.

I sit in nature and breathe.

So Han.

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Most of all. Remember.

 

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Word Soup

It appears an unfortunate fact that the more I fly free in my ways, and embrace my powers of intellect and conversation, that the effect produced within you is one of insecurity and an appearance of being squashed. Hence the ability to relax and enjoy company whilst feeling thus threatened is marred and overshadowed by ones habitual response in blaming the other for being not desirable In ones behaviour. In you I perceive a disapproval that is brought forth by your struggles to stay connected to a flowing river of words that spew forth from my mouth, which has upon me the effect to feel further in the wrong way of things and defensive of my position as free woman enjoying my respect given freely by friends, but not by you, although you would argue otherwise because though the effects of my [not at you] focus are to feel like a [dis-empowerment], you are at once stuck in your own conundrum whether and how to extract yourself from said feeling of diminished comfort and confidence into a blame that would be inappropriate given the very nature of blame which is to shut down the other with a label of wrongness attached. I know you do not seek to fetter me but there must be some compensation for you in a night’s accommodation of friends whom you must also enjoy the company of so it comes to that which I can only say that I shamelessly dominated the said conversation [the night] and you being of more altruistic nature let me take centre stage with little regard for your own well-being. In this I can only fault you for your lack of confidence against my domination and say that without your countering me I will most willingly hold court without recourse to your opinion in any matter should you choose to allow me without interruption or battle for place. Or feel confident in my love for you which you plainly do not, in the absence of affection which you cannot.

Or I could just shut the fuck up and listen to YOU!

sparkling water droplets on green reeds photograph by adam white photography uk dorset

Sparkle! Pure Vibrance We Are…

Something to want
the jewel, the single piece
that shines like Diamant
in the sun
but fits like a glove
with no irritation
gleams prismatic light drops
on to the wall of my room
where I take refuge in my words.

Sparkle!

I want to glint
in sun ray penetrating
your darkness
those lost in violent worlds
should wear bright jewels
and yellow cloth
remembering we are all
bright inside
pure vibrance at our core
forever.

23rd April 2015

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