Oh Paris… what is going on? Why is this insanity happening? What does Paris represent to this world? What words describe Paris?
Beauty, strength, complexity, artist haven, light and colors,,poetry in form, song and melody in the wind, romance… LOVE.
Not…Terrorism, death, panic, unrest, closed borders… These are words of the past lingering now.
Not now, yet how do we not think and wonder about the changes in the world and what is one’s part in this drama.
For me, who has always wanted to visit Paris and someday, I am; I am focusing on the positive history of Paris… revolutions have happened and the people regained their power. The Nazi came and the French kicked them out with a little help of their friends. France will thrive again as it is thriving now. France illustrates power of the people for the people… words and thoughts of inspirational gifts to America from France.
I pray for the ending of this insanity and madness of these times with giving thanks for the inspirational power of the French to overcome adversity and prayers for those loss and their families. May the healing be loving and blessed all involved.
The world is changing more with the realization of we are the change. Our thoughts and actions change the outcome. Nothing is written in stone and the prophecy is only a warning of possibilities. We can change that now.
Focus on the love, beauty and grace of the French people and country…with love and inspiration. It will quicken the healing and move forward the positive outcome we are wishing.
death, rebirth, the cycles of life Writing down the passage of time Seeing the persistence and the laziness Seeing truths, loves and fears Moments of opportunities Presented, then faded when not quickly taken Even when taken, still didn’t work out or a blur
Memories of loss and smiles Release and doubts Writing, writing and wondering why? Was I really learning or just playing along? Things sure of, disappeared Friends of promises left
Chiron touching my shoulder, saying, “don’t be so hard on yourself.” Yet the aching reminds Looking where my life has came from Focus on the happy times, the good things and best friends Bringing more magic, kindness and abundance my way Yet knowing all the forks in the road, missed turned and wrong directions That lingering doubt in myself.
Honesty with Self and wondering “what ifs” and “what now?” Dig deep and find the core Knowing I am connected I am kind and compassion Divinity truths and mysteries reveals In perceptions and perspectives of many Infinite of being and feeling I am floating Roaming to realms and universes unknown
Is this wise?
Looking at stars and brilliant swirls of passing wonders of light and energies. Feeling the depth of love un-tethered Dancing with whispering music and song Darkness is Light Whispers get louder.
As the dream within the dream continues to ponder Letting go the past possibilities Oh well, I did what I did.
Chiron smiles and touches my cheek with magic Love seems surreal; ever present of being
She stood in the mist of her soul looking for that single ray of light to guide her through the thicken limbs and scars from wounds life lessons of her Beingness
Broken dreams and promises lay on the ground she smiled with a tear she let go that one because of lack of trust oh and that one because of doubts another one due to her thoughts of unworthiness
She walked the trail as it continued on she listen in the stillness to her heart hearing a soften tune lingering in the air like dew on the limbs
reflecting the emotions and feelings each was a single note a persistent presence leading her forward into the blackness in search for the center of her truth.
the music grew, by her trusting each step guided with warm embrace a hand taking her on this path of understanding the tears slowly stopping as the smile grew with confidence
Noticing the ray of light dancing in the branches Faint music intriguing her into acceptance the allowance of lessons learn the light tenacious glowing around her as she notice her heart light like an inner beacon.
Smiling, she continues through the forest of her soul, collecting ideas and ways for dreams to be mended to live.
Breathing in the fresh air and sunshine the center of her beingness tenderly caressed as she realized the depth of this forests and all the lessons, memories and strength she has gained.
Dancing with herself with the music of her heart light the love she always looked for made realized.
She awoke from her dream within a dream within her dream called life and being human. ~jh