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Heart

Relinquish Protection

In many healing traditions practitioners are taught to protect themselves with white light, pyramids, prayers, and grids. I just did a google search and there were 93,400 results for ‘lightworker protection.’ Why protect a lightworker? Protect from what? You are a being of light and yet, in physicality, whatever darkness you experience is as surely [...]

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Hands and Heart

Hands are the heart’s landscape. Pope John Paul II Take a moment to fully be with the wonder and splendor of the connective creation that are your hands. Take a deep breath and exhale fully, allowing your gaze to soften and your senses to come alive. Superconnect at the most  infinitesimal level of your Being. [...]

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My Heart Song

My heart song sounds like plucking strings and resonant chords Orchestrating my soul’s melody My heart song sounds like echoing heels on marble floors Harp songs and lilting voices, prayers in ancient tongues My heart song sounds like crashing waves on still shores Turbulence and peace, laughter and tears

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Heart Enshrouded

I sense the tight, amorphous cloud that is my heart It’s shape is soft and smooth yet jagged, sharp The moving mass enmeshed with dances new and old It’s silhouette shades the core of brilliant white tresses and weaves intricate hues of silver burnt and tarnished gold The masses swirl within and reverberate thru ancient [...]

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My Smile

I like my smile. It is like a raging, forceful river Unstoppable, Invincible, palpable outpouring It is like a basket of sunlight rays beaming endlessly It is like a trail of never ending silly moments I like my smile. It is like the churning oceans Crashing waves against the cliffs Joy and truth smashing against [...]

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My Hand Holds

My hand holds secrets Unfolding in perfect time. My hand holds comfort, Soft and sweet is my touch. My hand feeds my longing To caress, to share, to express. My hand sings the subtlety of My words as they tumble on lyrical pages My hand holds my heart It nurtures, sustains, and responds to the [...]

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