The longing of your Heart is there to draw you in…
It’s the longing of the Heart for that which is true,
pure, innocent, whole,
and alive within you -
The Beloved…
It is the longing for the embrace
of
The Beloved,
Pure Awareness
It’s the call of The Beloved,
the pull of the Heart…
Follow the call
into
the Vastness
of Being…
Embrace the Sky…
Mystic Meandering
Meditative writings
It’s the longing of the Heart for that which is true,
pure, innocent, whole,
and alive within you -
The Beloved…
It is the longing for the embrace
of
The Beloved,
Pure Awareness
It’s the call of The Beloved,
the pull of the Heart…
Follow the call
into
the Vastness
of Being…
Embrace the Sky…
Mystic Meandering
Meditative writings
When the Heart opens
nothing else matters:
”enlightenment”
”duality, non-duality,”
appearances,
distinctions between
Maya and The Real…
When the Heart opens,
there is just the simplicity of
seeing that there is only Love
that lives beyond the veil of “me.”
Mystic Meadnering
Meditative writings
nothing else matters:
”enlightenment”
”duality, non-duality,”
appearances,
distinctions between
Maya and The Real…
When the Heart opens,
there is just the simplicity of
seeing that there is only Love
that lives beyond the veil of “me.”
Mystic Meadnering
Meditative writings
Let peace work on you
and enable you to gather
your scattered mind
into the mindfulness
of Calm Abiding.
You will find
everything
that disturbs
evaporating
like a mist
into the vast
sky
of
your
Absolute
Nature
Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche
Tibetan Lama
and enable you to gather
your scattered mind
into the mindfulness
of Calm Abiding.
You will find
everything
that disturbs
evaporating
like a mist
into the vast
sky
of
your
Absolute
Nature
Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche
Tibetan Lama
To be at complete rest
within the Awareness of One’s True Self
is silent Joy…
Mystic Meandering
Meditative writings
within the Awareness of One’s True Self
is silent Joy…
Mystic Meandering
Meditative writings
Effortlessly Love flows…
Like a bird
Who rivers the air
without moving
her wings…
Thus we move in the world.
One in body and soul
though outwardly
separate in form…
As Source strikes the notes
Humanity sings…
Spirit is our harpist…
And all strings which are touched
in Love
must sound…
Mechtild of Magdeburg
Medieval Mystic
Like a bird
Who rivers the air
without moving
her wings…
Thus we move in the world.
One in body and soul
though outwardly
separate in form…
As Source strikes the notes
Humanity sings…
Spirit is our harpist…
And all strings which are touched
in Love
must sound…
Mechtild of Magdeburg
Medieval Mystic
When you know this you will heal.
Feel Love’s Embrace…
Feel Love’s Joy…
and play
in the
currents
of
Life
Mystic Meandering
Meditative writings
Feel Love’s Embrace…
Feel Love’s Joy…
and play
in the
currents
of
Life
Mystic Meandering
Meditative writings
Thank You Dear Christine...Your beautiful Words are the great Healer...♥
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♥ :) - As is your Presence...
DeleteWhat a wonderful collection of words, measured out in just the right proportions to invite peace into my evening! Lovely pix. I am especially drawn to the one with the telephone wires crossing the upper part of the pic!
ReplyDeleteThank you ZDS :) - Those are High Tension Power Lines, which unfortunately happen to be right in view of a lot of nice shots. But I took this one anyway, and was pleasantly surprised with how it came out. And then found the wonderful poem to go with it... :)
Deleteyou have been very prolific. lovely words and thoughts. and you know, how often I forget to look up at the sky! thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Suki. They are actually just notes from my journals that I just put in the form of a poem, changing a few words here and there.
DeleteHope your head is better after your nasty fall! Maybe for now you need to keep your eyes on the ground! LOL
As ever, I fee wrapped in wonder and happiness visiting you, Christine and feeling the power and pull of your collected writings here. I come away with a feeling of feeling the heart power, and Be still and know... that you are you are loved. I like to think we are love in motion :o) ((LOVE & LIGHT))
ReplyDeleteThank you Dear Tracy. I am humbled by your comment. Yes, Love in motion, fluid Love, like the Heart in your recent painting that shows Love pouring out of the Vastness into the Heart and then our of the Heart... Very nice! Loved the video of your creative space today! Lovebeams ~~~~~~
DeleteThank you for the photos of these beautiful skies, which feel like LOVE when I look at them (and also when I read the accompanying poems).
ReplyDeleteThank you Chris! :) For some reason I am drawn to the sky these days. I was just amazed at the sky with those 4 white cloud rolls and swirls, as if they were playing. The "poems" by me are actually journal notes from my journals that I put into poem form. One of the other two is an actual poem by a medieval mystic, and the other is a quote that I just put in poem form. Just having fun - like the clouds :)
DeleteSo nice the reminder.... we are loved beyond our wildest dreams! So sweet!
ReplyDeleteHow sweet it is indeed! :) Thanks...
DeleteBeautiful, beautiful, and how these words tug at my heart!
ReplyDeleteThank you Cate... Am glad they spoke to you...
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