I am loving…
Today we wish to speak to you on a topic near and dear to our hearts, namely your hearts. Within your hearts are precious seeds [...]
Today we wish to speak to you on a topic near and dear to our hearts, namely your hearts. Within your hearts are precious seeds [...]
My heart breaks with each judgment | of the skeptic, | levied against my love. | I wish so dearly those down here, | could see as those above.
Fire burns, stirring earth’s passion | in the not too distant hills. | Flames rise unto the sky. | Winds tickle Earth. | She thrills to feel the heat and touch of God | as lightning struck her heart | she feels | Surrender.
I face the future, | arms open wide | delicious uncertainty | heart faithful guide
I try so hard to be one of them, | and I am, | but not really. | Being awake one sees mistakes.
While death’s forgotten ones twist inside me, | angels, saints and masters guide me. | Darkness dies within imploding | no sense in nonsense, so foreboding.
Hello God, its Ann. | Remember me? | I’ve changed. | Or maybe you already knew | and I am the one remembering me at long last.
Thank you Jesus… | Midnight’s hand reaches | Devouring light | and chasing shadows ‘cross the land.
Blossoming I break forth | from a cocoon of old beliefs | and limiting forms I once held dear
The roar of my soul deafens me | as I dim the volume on life, | drowning me in a sea of cries.
Heart rendered useless | Ripped | Into tiny pieces | Shredded like cheddar in the grater | Not much greater feeling right now. | I am spent.
Light of day breaks forth | With gentle tender touch upon the land | Each day brings to glorious reality | The kiss of Sun’s touch, God’s hand
I will not give you the force and power of my soul | though your images should haunt me and your relentless appetite should daunt me | you cannot possess me | I am whole. |
The angels have been working with me for years to release expectations of myself and to just BE me in each moment. And over the [...]
The touch of a butterfly's wing | kiss of a feather | hint of a scent of sweet perfume | whenever Spirit brings us together.
I stepped out of the car | and into a dream | where life was not like it would usually seem.
I have reached deep within | & touched the unknown. | You sense that | and think by touching me | you can reach what I've sought
My heart sings a song | with the source of creation
Dearest one who forms the sky | and breathes life into the dewy grasses beneath my feet,
I kissed the wind | and in return | it held me | in its warm embrace | While liquid pools of amber sunlight | melted on my face