Because we need this now more than ever…❤
Why all this darkness?
Why all this fear?
Why all the hateful rumours and unjustified Lies?
Why all the torment, ugliness, cruelty and loathing?
Why am I alone?
Why am I neglected?
Why am I lost in this sea of doubt and anxiety?
Why am I overwhelmed by sadness and despair?
Where is Love in All of this?
Where is Love in All this horror?
Where is Peace during war, strife, anger, resentment?
Where is Compassion in All the exploitation, disregard, and profiteering?
Love is inside Me,
Waiting to be shared.
Love is Within My own Heart,
Yearning to be freed.
Peace Rests upon My Shoulders,
Compassion Lies in the Palm of My Hand,
Pleading to be given away.
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We take so much for granted. So many things that can easily disappear. During these challenging days, I’m trying to remember to be Thankful for the seemingly little things…
For Family and Friends who Support and Love;
For Beloved Pets I’m always thinking of;
For Running water, Fresh and Clean;
For A Soft Pillow and Bed where I may Dream;
For Tranquil Sleep filled with Peace, not Fear;
For Knowing LOVE is Always Near;
For Work to do, though I may complain;
For Life that is (relatively) free from Pain;
For Abiding LOVE, though I Wander To and Fro;
For Challenges so I May Grow;
For the Hungry So I may Give,
Sharing My Blessings so Others May Live;
For Weariness So I may Rest,
For LOVE’s Presence, Where we are Blessed.
Though these days may seem dark, remember that each one of us can be a Light and the Light of a single candle pushes back the darkness.
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In the Supple Enrapturing Embrace
Of Your Softest Word
My Heart fills with Turbulent Passion
And Unbridled Yearning
That chaffs and dashes
Against the Calm Calamity of Femininity
Within the deepest parts of me,
Whispering of Unhurried Love and
The Poised Repose of Tranquility;
Rousing this storm of Rapacious Desire
In the Quietest Sound
Of Your Softest Word!
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In the Eloquent Hush
Of the Paralyzing,
To Draw You to me,
To Bare Our Souls,
Passion’s Shivering Blush.
of Fervent Desire,
of Encompassing Fire,
To Draw me to You,
To Bare Our Souls,
of Shadows Conspire.
In the Blustering Calm,
Of Unparalleled Balm,
To Draw Close Together,
To Bare Our Souls,
Of Unbridled Aplomb.
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Passion spills from my heart,
Pounds from my soul,
Thunders from all that shivers inside,
Under your burning gaze
Desire melds like music and muse
Longing heartbeats cascade
In tempestuous calamity
Under your burning gaze
All that lies unseen
And all that waits, unspoken
Comes to life and trembles
Under your burning gaze
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Cross the Skies that Rain Starlight,
Dripping Moonbeams Upon my Door,
Casting Shadows, Ethereal Bright,
Tides Endlessly Caressing the Distant Shore.
Waking Hours Find me Dreaming,
Upon my Pillow I Cheat the Sun,
Drifting like a Comet Beaming,
Flying where No Others run.
Cascading Melodies Pour from the Sky,
Dispensing Logic into the Fray,
Silence Echoes, Soliciting Why?,
Spinning Eternity, Day by Day.
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Seraphim upon the wing
Descending and Ascending
With the Harmonious Joy they Bring
Lullaby of Delicate Night
Miracle of Angelic Light
Hearken to the Majestic Sight
While Choirs of voices Harmoniously Sing
Gathering All unto its Song
While Darkness tolls, an impending throng;
Tender Mercy Harmoniously Rings
A Sweet Beatitude.
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Beyond the barren, desperate plains,
The Weary, Calling to Heaven from earth;
Countless generations Cry in pain,
Breathlessly Awaiting a Royal Birth.
Light and Liberty, Outward Reaching,
Through all the years of Tribulation;
Prophets, Wisdom Gently Speaking,
Foretell Celestial Jubilation.
Across the skies of Darkness, Reaching
Down from Heaven on Bending Wing;
Love Imbued with Harmony, Teaching,
As Vast Choirs of Angels, Triumphantly Sing.
“Lift up your eyes with Joy, not Fear,
For Blessed Love Draws Gently Near.”
Unto those mortals, meek and lowly,
Watching o’er their flocks by night;
Heralding a Birth, Humble and Holy,
Love Shines forth in a New Star’s Light.
Amidst sheep and cattle, quietly Attending,
Laid to sleep within a manger there;
While Praises through the bleak night, Ascending,
Mark the poor and modest Gloriously Fair.
Finding the Child in Bethlehem’s stall,
Humble Shepherds Bow to an Infant King,
Where Heaven, Bending to Bless one and All,
Smiles, while Angels a Lullaby Sing.
God’s own Child sent to Lead and Heal,
God’s Love and Grace, In Flesh Made Real.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Thomas Cole and William-Adolphe Bouguereau
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“Christmas is a time of year when Want is keenly felt and Abundance Rejoices”. …Charles Dickens.
I’m not sure about you or what you think about when you hear the words Abundance, but to me I tend to see the Ghost of Christmas Present, lounging upon his throne of Abundance. “Heaped upon the floor, to form a kind of throne, were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking-pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chestnuts, cherry-cheeked apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears, immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls of punch, that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam. In easy state upon this couch, there sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see, who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty’s horn.”
OH what a sight to see, Indeed, yet as I sat in the sparkling light of my Christmas tree on Christmas Eve night, surveying the wondrous Abundance that filled my own chamber, (minus the sucking-pigs and wreaths of sausages) I could not help thinking, somewhat, like Cindy Lou Who, who questioned “Doesn’t this seem a bit superfluous?” Please don’t misunderstand, I love spending the day opening presents with family, enjoying the sweet and savoury treats of the season, sipping steaming cups of mulled holiday wine and then, at last, sitting back with a great, contented sigh. I enjoy the hustle and bustle of wrapping and baking and cooking and rushing (well, almost) and I do confess to having said on more than one occasion that Quantity Counts! (In jest of course) (nearly), but how much quantity is enough?
How much is Abundance?
To some this word brings thoughts of expensive jewelry, racy sports cars, (one for each day of the week!), brand name clothing, fine perfumes, Dom Perignon, (Or if you are me, Veuve Clicquot), trips to Italy, Hawaii, or the Caribbean, Belgian chocolates, or anything else you fancy that you, ordinarily, cannot afford. Yet, the kings of old had all these things, (well, in one form or another), Rome was filled to bursting with Abundance and Jerusalem was rich with The Temple of David; still, the Herald of the Heavens, the Glory of the Lord, a vast Multitude of Angels sang in resplendent joy of the Birth of the Saviour not to the Kings, High Priests, Governors, and wealthiest of men, but to those few, poor shepherds who lived in the fields with their sheep.
This small cluster of followers had little Abundance, in the worldly view; they had only what they needed to survive each day: food, clothing, a tent to cover their heads, perhaps, and maybe a musical instrument carved from wood, which they might use to serenade the quiet evenings in humble praise. Nevertheless, what they lacked in material wealth, they made up for in spiritual Abundance. They were rich in their love and kinship; they were wealthy in their appreciation of simple pleasures, of goats milk, perhaps, and wild honey; they were prosperous in sharing their faith and traditions. They were Abundant in all those things that, we too, value above all else: Hope, Faith, Joy and Love.
So whether The Ghost of Christmas Present poured out the light of his shimmering torch upon you and yours this holiday, or whether you celebrated in quiet, homespun holiday tradition, without all the froof, jing-tinglers, and hulabaloo, Perchance, this simple notion might settle softly amoung the gifts under your tree, as it did mine this year: That All the Abundance in the World cannot Shine more Brightly, Please more Completely, or Linger as Enduringly as the Gift the Herald of Heaven brought that quiet night so long ago.
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Heavenly Herald found at: blogs.nd.edu
His eyes reflect the Colours of His Vivid Soul.
His Heart, unclaimed, Is ever my Goal.
His Hands are a Work of Priceless Art,
Breathtaking Perfection in Every part.
His Smile is Entrancing, Enwrapping Seduction,
Leading me, Always, to a Single deduction.
Irresistible in His Masculine Guile,
Dimples caress His Beguiling Smile;
His voice is Symphony; Masterful Sound,
Which makes me Gasp and my heart Pound.
His Body Abundance;
His Spirit Completeness,
Sweetness surrounding Sweetness.
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A Thankful Heart is Open to Blessings
because it is closed to worry, doubt, and wailing.
A Thankful Heart is Filled with Love
because it empties itself of loathing, greed, and envy.
A Thankful Heart is Overflowing with Peace
because it does not Share itself with lies, distrust, and negativity.
A Thankful Heart Touches Others with its Blessings and Love
because it is Ever in the Presence of Love and Blessing.
A Thankful Heart Speaks in Kindness, Patience and Empowerment
because it does not Speak of hate, intolerance or to incapacitate.
A Thankful Heart Chooses its Path Each Day with Diligence and Joy
because it does not Concentrate on what it cannot do.
A Thankful Heart Walks in Hope, Love, Peace and Joy
because it Knows nothing else.
A Thankful Heart Shares its Purpose
because it is Incapable of Withholding All that Pours from its Abundant Profusion.
Embark upon Each New Day with a Thankful Heart
and You will Find Endless Blessings for which to be Thankful.
You are a Blessing for which I am very thankful. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. ❣
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What you Think about Another,
Will be Reflected in How You Treat Them
Love Each as your Brother, As Your Mother,
And Kindness from Your Love will Stem.
Harmony Blossoms when we Look at another and See ourselves.
Take each step upon the Path of Life with the Intent to Smile
and Harmony will Light your way.
Reach with Hands that seek to Give
Abundance will Fill your world.
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How Enchanting these Avowals could be
If I had Skill in articulating them of Thee.
How Stirring and Elegant that single Phrase
Would Comprise My Love, and Thy Endless Praise.
Yet I have not skill enough to Name
A single measure of the same;
For this Depth of Love, though I cannot Suppress,
Is more than I know or can ever Express.
Breath trapped in rampant greed
Desire locked in Wanton need
Breathless Heaven in Your Guise
Desirous Yearning without lies
Breathing Temptation in Expression
Desiring all Your Love’s aggression!
Whispers of transient time
Wordless Symphony of Trust
Words of Fire
that Corruptions Require
Never to tire
Molten Stare of Longing
Deliberate Intent of Our Passion’s Creed
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