When the broken bits arise from your heart and ask for healing will you welcome them ? Love them and accept them and then the peace will come . in time , more and more , the peace of acceptance and love will grow . Every part of yourself deserves the healing of love […]
When the broken bits arise from your heart and ask for healing will you welcome them ? Love them and accept them and then the peace will come . in time , more and more , the peace of acceptance and love will grow .
Every part of yourself deserves the healing of love . The freedom to live in the sureness of acceptance and generosity . When the heart is open and with out self imposed restraints the beauty of living flows like a glorious river . Healing and abundant lifting us all into a state of grace .
The light , grey sky holding layers of unseen depths and illuminating the objects of man against the power of nature’s creations . It is a particular light that brings with it a presence of mystery and beauty that is timeless .
The light that visits speaks to the heart and awakens the mind . It says ” Imagine ” . Surrender to it and be gifted with the sense of eternity that is this moment …and the next and the next .
The light that visits speaks to the never ending spirit of love that threads itself into waves of energy that transcend man’s understanding . It moves through with and within all life .
The weightiness of living with lists and must do and need to and then ….. pause . A beautifully quiet moment slips into place and envelopes your heart . A smile born from the timelessness of spirit breathes new life into a vision so joyous and free that it can dance with trees and then twirl amongst the stars .
The call of a bluebird is heard before it is seen and swoops out of a tree and flies overhead flashing it’s brilliant blue . I can see it another tree now and I gently move closer just to see . It is a beautiful vision on a cold , grey day and it’s as if it came say ” The beauty of life is always here in each breath and pause . It’s only you that goes away some days . ”