Heart soften with the lingering thoughts of lessons, learned and yet to be learned. That inner knowing of things in anticipation, yet also the steps to get there; the scatteredness of all that is and yet to be fills the mind with anxiety and gratitude at the same time.
Words coming and going and wishing one could catch them all down before those beautiful butterflies of wisdom fly away. Or like a balloon filled with good cheers seemingly floating along for one to grab the string out of curiosity and wonder. The painted sky of colored clouds reflecting the brilliance this world has to share if one looks up for a moment of time with the inner child’s view and perspectives.
Once caught, the worlds of possibilities can open and spill out so many possibilities of potential… almost to overwhelm with such joy and merriment. Tears of such joy stream down the face and the download of lessons come again.
Softening the heart with the truth of why we chose these adventures and delightful lessons of the soul’s clearing. The music and dance of the soul drive the path and it is only when the mind calms down and the heart comes center in the breath, we understand the delivery of the messages through signs, people, and magic.
We enter this space and time in the void. Void of creation, void of potential, void of discoveries. And we hear the truth for the first time.
For me, it came with a car accident as I closed my eyes to enter this realm and hear, “You are love and loved. Don’t forget this.”
And I couldn’t forget this and it was often reminded to me as I sat, reflecting with a pen and journal or the keyboard humming under my fingertips.
Love and Loved. So many times I questioned this truth and yet when I felt this truth… magic happened.
Before my eyes lay the ways of the infinite wisdom… Of love and the glories that live, Hidden in the heart, mind, and soul as they dance across the universe opening each door to me.
I have the choice to open and walk through Or turn humbly or egotistical away. Unmatched in the beauty, each door is a gateway… Closer to the prosperity of wisdom Worthy of the wisest men and beautiful women.
Think not, the women are not smart… Ah she has the brightest of heart With the union of strength and nurturing, Knowing exactly when to use both, either or neither.
Come, Child, be that smart woman with the beauty… Opening the doors before you. And the men will follow like the cub to his mother… To lover to the Beloved A bee to a flower
Open your heart dear Child… Show your beauty hidden inside with grace and wisdom. Wisdom built on ley lines have a consistency power… Never fluctuating from the pulse of the Universal Heart.
Plain as the color of the moment to appear You two create each moment’s color Being the brightest Or reds, greens, and blues Or the muted hues of the same
Create your palette and see the beauty You have within you Hidden, alive and ready for action Breathe and you live…right? Or do you?
If your palette be dried without the watercolor to rejuvenate it? Pigments like the atoms of thought Generate the essence within the presence of life. Dull sky does change to be bright as the sun arrives with the Colors of the yellows, oranges and reds hues… Enriched textures of the mind’s journey
The soul longs to see the stars in all their brilliance Dancing before the plights Another connection of the heart And soul lingering in the forefront of the colored moment. ~jh
{“Love” by Alexandr Milov}
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