I woke to the words… “You are an illusion.” Thoughts about being just a hologram; a dream, vision or what? Be real to the illusion and do I disappear?
eyes and mind wide open with the giggling from the inner child to the game we call life dancing with the experiences decisions and second thoughts of doubt
Been called an angel perhaps that is all I am the illusion of light of love
Assisting others here And then move on Delighting in the dreams living. ~jh
Enter the room of Innocence where you are pure and wild; imagination and inspirations breathe while dancing with the stars of brilliance; sipping slowly the truth of your existence; purpose, trust and Divine mingle in your mind like heartbeats and soul Questioning nothing as you are the Love you really be
the rat race of material and needs have no space or desire..
You are the raindrops and music notes expressed, rippling through the universe. The atom of true love is all you be
here… you are HOME here… you are abundance here… you are infinite
Drops of brilliance rain down on me caressing my heart and lifting my spirits gratitude dancing within me rejoicing in the abundance of all that I need love opens my heart in gladness Balancing the worlds between by accepting and allowing the moment to just be. ~jh
Flipping pages, like days Reading the pages, like my mind In between the lines of rambling Seeing where I am within the Divine Holding hands bedazzled wonder Close at hand of brilliance wanders I simply breathe and smile Knowing this is another blinking moment eyes opened wide seeing the place I’ve created knowing the betterment is close and closing in Still as I flipped through those pages pondering the words and moments Like fading colors of the sunset the whys and ways of being human the outcomes from concepts lingering puzzle pieces floating mid-air as embracing love’s heartbeat pulses all the while sitting back and simply smiling.
all is reveal in time and space… yet both of those are just illusion. ~jh
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