Before You SpeakBefore you speak, let your words pass through three gates. At the first gate, ask yourself, ‘Is it true?’ At the second ask, ‘Is it necessary?’ At the third gate ask ‘Is it kind? Rumi
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Monthly Archives: February 2012
Birds sing, so do we Sing in the shower Sing in the rain Sing your sadness away Sing your joy of being alive When we sing, we create energies of sound that soothe, bringing forth tones of manifesting life. Do … Continue reading
Can you look at me and say, “I am an artist, musician, dancer, photographer?” At what point does one be come an artist? Why must we earn a living with these endeavors to earn the right to be called and … Continue reading
Old Biblical adage, “Don’t cast your pearls before the swine,” still holds true. Choose not friends who do not know your worth. Rather, be with those who help you to be the best you are. If you lead someone from … Continue reading
Triangles form six pointed stars, every where do we see the hand of God creating with precision and beauty. Flower of Life, spirals, Fibonacci numbers, the Golden Mean, circles within circles, patterns in nature reveal the Architect who manifests using … Continue reading
A donkey does not think his bray is absurd, or a giraffe weep because his neck is too long. Why have I spent a lifetime wishing for a flat belly and firm thighs, not understanding that my softness is a … Continue reading
If I told you that you were ugly or stupid, you would believe me, yet when I tell you that you are perfect and much beloved, you shake your head and whisper, “who me?” Yes, you!
I lick a salty tear from your cheek, hold you next to my beating heart, murmur loving words until you remember how precious you are.
Web of light continues to spread across the globe. Each of us a point of Source illuminating the path for our brothers and sisters.
God places neon footprints to help us find our way. Step carefully into the Light and all you seek, you will find. Amen!
You do not have to set goals or strive. You need only be that which you already are. Or be a butterfly, free, sipping nectar from flower to flower, bringing delight to all.
Stop trying to figure things out; science is an untrustworthy mirror. We see in the microscope what we anticipate and even that is not “real.” People of old know the value of mystery, while we try to debunk it. Oh, … Continue reading
I am the picture I am the frame I am the brush, paint and thought that reveals the creation waiting to come.
Silver pot, bar of gold buy my ticket to worlds untold. Click my heels, make a wish, travel far with only this. When I walk the path of soul, in my heart a secret goal, to finally find the Source … Continue reading
Standing on a mountain top looking as far as I can see, hills, mountains, rivers, clouds and then, there is me. How tiny am I measured against Earth and sky, but when I remember God’s love for me, there’s nothing … Continue reading
I am a tiny speck that expands to fill universes when I open to love. So do you!
I must create. It’s more than I like, I want. It bubbles out, unending, this Force of creation. I must create for I am a co-creator with That Which Creates All.
Peace is not an illusion, nor love a fanciful dream. No prison can keep our souls when we are filled with a passion for our Creator, which spills over to all.
Open rosebud Blossom of Divine Love We
Kiss of truth Love whispers Now Be
Angels gather to celebrate. Man ascends to the state of love. The Awakening is in full force. Angels gather to celebrate. Chains of the dark are crumbling. We are slaves no more. Angels gather to celebrate. Man ascends to the … Continue reading
We “buy” land, build fences, file papers, and put up a sign that says, “mine,” as if we could enslave Mother Earth. I remember when the Earth had no fences, no walls, no borders to patrol. When buffaloes and antelope … Continue reading
Another addition to All In My Time is one of my earliest memories that suddenly appeared today, like a sweet gift. There was an old man, so very old to my young eyes, who my father stopped by to see … Continue reading
Oh, how smart we have become. We add letters at the end of our name, pay vast amounts of money to name-brand universities, but can not tell in what phase is the moon on any given night. We can name … Continue reading
Where does our innocence go? It seems to fade so quickly, like a rare flower that opens only for a few hours filling the world with its sweet fragrance, then it is gone with only a memory of its existence … Continue reading