The Mother’s Voice

 

I hear the Mother’s voice

In the birdsong and the breeze.

The path is clear to follow

When I walk among the trees.

 

Can her clarity be carried

To the man-made world of woe?

Or can I just stay longer

And let the river flow?

 

There must be a place of balance

Where I hold long this Grace

And challenge the insanity

But still can hear her voice.

 

The Mother’s voice is calling.

Through wind and stormy seas

We must honor her blessings

Or we will cease to be.

…

 

This was inspired by Sue Dreamwalker’s post, “Golden Paths – Taking Time to Be”

 

 

God’s Perfect Grace

Lorrie taps into something powerful here – an awareness that comes when we open our hearts and minds to our loving Creator.

God’s Perfect Grace

Some of life’s best decisions

happen in an instant

that is stretched to eternity.

That moment when time slows

and swirls around your head,

distorting all,

and yet your thinking

never had such clarity!

In real time

you don’t skip a beat,

but in this disfigured warp-time

you sense all,

see all,

know all,

that ever was,

that ever is,

or ever will be.

And your soul knows the answer,

because IT IS THE ONLY ANSWER!

And any arguments to the contrary,

just fall to the wayside,

fall out of this other worldly,

time depressed,

image warped place.

And in that instant you know,

where you want to be,

where you were meant to go,

and how you are supposed to get there.

Yes, in that moment,

that is stretched to eternity,

the truth of your soul speaks

in the language of your mind.

And your heart,

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