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“When ravens gather, a carcass is near.”
— Native American proverb
The four of us faced a threshold none of us wanted to cross. My sister Amanda held the door key, while we held our collective breathes as she inserted it into the lock and turned it. I was the oldest sibling, so it fell to me to open the door.
Our father had died two weeks before. Heart attack, they said. He had lived by himself in this ancient log cabin overlooking the Montana mountains for at least two dozen years by my reckoning. Over those years, one by one, his four children had gone their separate ways into distant lives. We rarely called our father or each other. Now his funeral had brought us all together to rekindle tenuous bonds and ignite old animosities. Read the rest of this entry
The Here and Now
In awe and amazement I find myself standing on a vast plain in twilight. The earth is alive and the universe beyond the curvature of the horizons is shimmering. There is no time. There is only me, standing still, looking around. Emptiness as far as the eye can see. It is not threatening, there is no loneliness. There is nothing. And that is all there is. All that space… There is room for anyone and everything, and I understand, that I am facing my next … here and now moment.
I know that I am the sum of all the here and now moments that have passed and realize how futile it is to look back into the past. I ám the past. I am the latest, updated version of the story that is me. And not only that …. I ám the future too. In the moment I am now facing – where there is nothing – I will take the next step and bring my world to life. Step by step. Read the rest of this entry
This is the beauty that I woke up to this morning. The Hoar Frost was unbelievable and my camera on my phone didn’t come close capturing the majesty of the rising sun reflecting through the branches of the trees encased in crystalline icy lace.
…. I need a better camera…. and the skills to go with it, lol! Read the rest of this entry
Thanks to Lucas2012infos
If you stop the war against religion
diversity of race, path, level of awakening, leaders and followers
If you stop the war agains the illuminati
groups and clans
against hate and war itself
against death and illness
right and wrong….
you can stop the war against yourself.
And then, only then…
You find you already are Peace.
Eternal, joyful and loving Peace. For as God sees only Peace and what is not Peace cannot be seen by God as it was made by ego, and ego is an illusion of separation that does not exist in God’s Mind.
Stop praying for Peace. Be The Peace You Are.
If you do not believe you can change the world… look at what single men did… and See what even 50 could do.
Are you joining?
http://www.dream1dreamer.wordpress.com / link to original article
By Mr. Moon Hippie Mystic:
Never in my lifetime have I bared witness to such a divine painting of emotions. To see a face of such beauty is to run free through a magical collage of endless prairies, alive with rainbow colored wildflowers, sprinkled with thousands of mystical butterflies…such a gift.
So tender and warm this soul, your love more precious than the ancient secrets to unlock the origins of the universe. A divine spirit showering the world with love and truth. Only mother earth herself has the angelic power to create such beauty as you are her queen. Read the rest of this entry
With Gratitude -
You are the Rainbow Light that I call upon to LOVE me, Nurture me, and Heal me
You are the Rainbow Bridge that takes me where I wish to go
You are my Light Guardian sent to keep me safe and sound
You are always here for within me is where you dwell
You are the one I see above me and you wrap your arms around me everyday
My pain is your pain that you Soothe and Heal
You are the images in my mind’s eye and the Joy I feel when I imagine this “place”
This place is LOVE and I AM learning the power this place brings
This place is LOVE and this is my Home
I AM Grateful for the messages, I AM Grateful for the lessons, I AM Grateful to Heal, and I AM Grateful to myself for birthing my wings
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Note from Wes: For those who may be unfamiliar with the Moon Hippie Mystic, we have been reblogging her writings for a while now and they are always filled with Light and inspiration. The following is from her husband who has recently joined her in writing – Mr. Moon Hippie Mystic.
By: Mr. Moon Hippie Mystic
Late October, Hallows eve nears.
A wondrous magical energy stirs, commanding my senses. Spirits of the universe tickle my soul. I am awake, I want to play. Magic is everywhere. Guided by the elements, my guardians, a path reveals itself. Mysterious kinetic energies warm my soul, a gentle light pulling me to an unknown destination, with a trusting heart I follow………
A playful spirit teases me, curious and excited, I sense my church is close. Awaken to hypnotic sounds of cosmic rhythms of beautifully weathered scrub oak leaves, each one independently vibrating sharing its poetry brought to life by heavenly whispers showering my ears with wondrous sounds. I surrender, I am listening. Lost in an orgasmic bliss of unfamiliar vibrations, each one unique singing the secrets of knowledge. I hear you….. Read the rest of this entry
A band of minstrels came and played for a time.
They sang and they danced, hit the high notes and low notes.
Leapt in the air, fell to the ground.
Swayed to the right, then to the left, formed a circle and danced till they were One.
Then they bowed and they left.
Happy Ascension, everyone.
We have 200 years off, then we’re off to the Seventh, and do it all over again.