I have manifested all sorts of energies
The entire spectrum have I crossed
Each step of my own choosing
Every lesson gleaned for the gain
In darkness I found sorrow and reaped compassion
It was there I learned to love myself unconditionally
In light there is joy abounding making charity easy
And I learned that giving was in actuality receiving
I danced in the energies, every one “good and bad”
And there found the power of my soul
I yielded gratitude to the darkness and sorrow became my friend
I bid it well and rode the light back to joy and found bliss
And I came away with a wisdom found only by experience
It was always me. Moving me. I have the power to decide.
Every thought creates a feeling that directs my next step.
I can believe beyond what I see and create magic in my future
Or I can create pain be seeing only what is and enforcing more of the same
I have the power to make worlds as I think them if I allow my emotions to believe them!
And you have the power to create in this same way – and you’re doing it every day.
So let me ask you to look around. What is it you are creating? Is it wanted?
If you take responsibility for what you see, you have the power to create differently.
I watched the sprinkler as it click clicked to the right Then it swung in an arch and went left in great flight As that water sprayed down and it moistened the earth Which had just been bone dry and hampered by dearth A small blade of grass in its death had been bent But now reaching upward it made its ascent And I mused as a watched and I smiled with a nod For I too had been parched and forlorn like that sod And just when I thought I would die where I lay The heavens rained down and drove darkness away
Thousands of ME’s From Infant to Old Illusions of form that I chose That I might traverse this place All the way from Birth to Death That I happily bequeathed To Myself before coming Let Me not forget that I agreed to Love them All
My eyes are made to see the worlds things My vision is made to see what lies beyond I can conceive of it only in the well of my Being When the mind and body are stilled I move out of the illusion and into eternity Where all that has been dreamed awaits Me Where both heaven and hell are Mine for the taking
~ It’s the same for you, even though you are unaware.
The sun found me hiding behind the window It crept up and peaked in with its golden rays Not even my closed eyelids could keep it out With a smile I greeted it and it gave in return The promise of warmth and a new day Reminding me that it was mine to create All energy is boundless – I Am Free My spirit knows all too well and is singing This – The Song of the Sun
I came dragging my feet the whole way. The end of the path felt contemptuous, like an angry death! That is exactly what it was – the old me – refusing to die. I had to let go, it would be the only Way. I could stay here, at the end and die the slow death of life, Or I could leap across the divide, to the tiny stone that lay before me. I would totter there, I could see – space enough for barely one footing. It was time to go and the only enemy to my leaving was my fear, But I was never held slave to that for long.
P.S. Just so you know, in the end, I had to be pushed.
I see you, watching just beyond the shadow of my life, holding anger like a shield. I feel your flickering doubt despite the armor of pretense hidden in your charge. It isn’t enough though, is it, to tame the flame of fear and cause you strength that might draw you near to me? I will hold no blame for words of destruction that flitter your ear and cause such gnawing suspicion to erode like rust the fortitude of our mettle. I know all to well the power of words to create, and to destroy. Those black magics need not be true in order for them to change the illusions of life, and no amount of religiosity can paint a halo where horns be. If anyone has ears to hear, let them hear. I have bound all my judgments to heavy stones and have cast them far off from myself. There is no bitterness that serves me, nor is there one moment of my life hastily given over to anything other than what delights me. I have caused a healing to well up like a spring of living water, and all who come will find the rejoicing powers of Life therein. I will pour out my blessing and anyone who partakes will awaken to their own sovereignty, and know the truth of divinity. That they too are as I Am.
I once walked down the path of darkness Only to know its essence and to feel its depth To understand my many faceted side The good and the bad – so I might love them both I am the sinner and the saint alike The harbinger of joy and death the same I can strike you down with my words or lift you I will show myself to you as a mirror Behold yourself – for we are the same