Loosen your hold of what can be.
It is bigger than you think.
The old energy fades.
Great potential now.
Play with the mystery.
The garden is open.
Higher Self and Soul speak to me through an Inner Voice. This is a strong thought rather than an audible voice. I can distinguish these thoughts from my other thoughts. The Inner Voice wants to speak these universal messages to all who are drawn to them. Each message is relevant at the time you read it.
Monday, July 13, 2015
Sunday, July 12, 2015
Ignore All But the Soul
Console the inner sadness
That mistakes the outer for the inner.
Be at peace
and all follows.
In great abandon
Ignore all but the soul.
That mistakes the outer for the inner.
Be at peace
and all follows.
In great abandon
Ignore all but the soul.
Friday, July 10, 2015
The Waters Clear
The waters clear
And still themselves.
Look deeply and deeper still.
The golden haze effuses from your skin
Like misty stardust.
The star-seed knows its home.
And still themselves.
Look deeply and deeper still.
The golden haze effuses from your skin
Like misty stardust.
The star-seed knows its home.
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
You Presence Cures
Pervade matter with your luminous pulse.
Can you open eyes?
And cast out ills?
Abruptly all seems clear.
Your presence cures.
Can you accept you are this powerful?
Can you open eyes?
And cast out ills?
Abruptly all seems clear.
Your presence cures.
Can you accept you are this powerful?
Monday, July 6, 2015
Watch For Signs
Light condenses upon your thoughts.
Calmly proceed each day,
Knowing you are guided.
Step back and see the big picture.
Watch for signs.
We light the way.
Calmly proceed each day,
Knowing you are guided.
Step back and see the big picture.
Watch for signs.
We light the way.
Friday, July 3, 2015
So Many Lives
It's easier this time around,
Isn't it?
So many lives,
Many of them very happy.
You present one face now,
For all the you's that have gone before.
Isn't it?
So many lives,
Many of them very happy.
You present one face now,
For all the you's that have gone before.
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Your Mind Renders Machines Obsolete
Maybe the drama loses its interest.
See the new world
With each breath comes nearer still.
The quickening is yours to quicken.
Your mind renders machines obsolete.
Can you fathom the part you play?
See the new world
With each breath comes nearer still.
The quickening is yours to quicken.
Your mind renders machines obsolete.
Can you fathom the part you play?
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