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Showing posts with label hearts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hearts. Show all posts

Friday, January 2, 2015

THANK YOU FOR UNANSWERED PRAYERS


I remember a time when I thought The Power of The Universe was like a shop keeper to be bargained with.

I would promise my goodness and obedient child demeanor in exchange for the many bright colored gifts I wanted to possess.

I would promise times of prayer and meditation and acts of kindness in exchange for happiness, I thought could be achieved through the acquisition of SOMETHING.

Happiness was seen as material possessions which shined and sparkled on my arm jingling as I moved drawing the envious eyes of all.

Or it was seen as acres on acres of verdant land spanning ocean, forest, valley and hill-lands further than the eye could see, again creating envy and desire in others.

And these objects of happiness included the hearts of others, which I esteemed so little I actually thought I could own them through their envy.

Yes, the ownership of others loyalty, love and adoration focused on what I saw as THE ME which was at the pinnacle of my prayers.

Who did I think I was?

How fortunate this life has proven to be. .  . 

The Divine knows me better than I know myself and loves me with a complete and oceanic passion, crashing down and covering me in mercy.

Crashing over the shore line of my consciousness with relentless power as desire is granted and destroyed with equal benevolence.

There is room for nothing to abide and behold except this relentless power which beats down on me again and yet again.

What I had thought was sent to maim, kill and bring deep suffering has done none of those things.

Now The Prayer has changed.

When the desire for bangles and baubles surfaces again, I begin to yawn as the boredom of such miniscule craving starts its destined trek to destruction.

And instead of waiting for the demise of the desire, turn a bit more quickly to My Beloved.
 And now The Prayer is full to overflowing with Gratitude and Thank You for the LOVE which pervades all.
 

 

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

THE ANGELS AND GUARDIANS DRAW CLOSE


December 24, 2012

 

The angels and guardians come close to the earth … come close to our hearts. The light is seeking a way into our hearts and our lives. This is a time to be at-one. This is a time to be at-peace. Why do we get caught up in our differences even at this time when the light pours over us in waves of joy. We sometimes close our hearts to fully being with and in that joy … instead we point fingers at one another saying …. ‘You are doing it wrong … you should be doing it the way I have been taught’.

 I do not think The Christed-One cares what title we use to describe ourselves … Christian … Jewish … Hindu … Buddhist … Druid … Lakota … or any other title. This power of Love seeks to guide and guard our lives and go past words directly to our hearts.
 

 Written indelibly in our hearts is the truth of the path we can take to Creator and Creation. Now is the time to let go of intellectual approaches to the LOVE which guides. Breath in love, breath out love: this is the simplest and most complete prayer … this breathing in and out … in and out … of Love. No judgment. No qualifiers. No intellectual. In a church, a synagogue, a temple, the natural world, a skyscraper in the middle of a multimillion dollar business meeting breathing … allowing a moment or many of just being in Love.

I am speaking to myself (and maybe you) when I write these things … time to let go of mental constructs of ‘the ONLY correct way to approach GOD’. The formulas may be an excellent start point; however, they can only take us so far. There comes a point to step off the known grid. Melt into The Love which has no language.

For now I offer a prayer and greeting for a MERRY CHRIST-MASS. Feel free to insert any other words from any pathway you resonate with that will open your heart to LOVE.

Finally, I offer this little tree of light which has been a good symbol for so many pathways. Visual images aid us in moving past the intellectual directly to the experiential. May this little tree help you along the way.