Love letters to Heaven…

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You are the light of my life. You are strong. So beautiful- inside and out. I love you for your resilience. I love you for your depths. You look to see, to feel, to know the core of every soul that you meet. For that, I am grateful. You often have a million things on your mind, tasks to complete, people to help and you are unsure of where to begin. At times this keeps you from starting anywhere at all. Do not let the fear of not being good enough, not being heard keep you from accepting who you are today. Time inevitably makes you recreate yourself over and over again. Remember, nothing in this life is fixed. Things are constantly moving, constantly changing. You are unsure of what tomorrow holds – you barely even know what will unfold today. That is okay. Leave the future up to God. It is His work to do and His only. Continue to pray; even when things are at its best. Continue to imagine and dream because The One knows you are a powerful creator and your thoughts can come to fruition. You are a co-creator with the Master of this Universe. That in itself is a gift that He has given to you. Continue to work. Even when no one gives you credit. You have God-given gifts, talents and although you know you have them, others may not see it in you. That doesn’t matter either – as long as you see it in yourself.

You are something special and everyone who knows you knows IT. From that seductive look in your eyes to your big hair, your long eyelashes and tiny frame to your soothing soul and big heart- yes love, you are special indeed. A gift from the God above, proof that He is real. Proof that He is good. Proof that He is love. And you came from Him so you are love as well. This can never be stolen from you. It is your essence. Even when others tell you how wrong you are. Even when you doubt or you question. Truth, often cannot be understood from the mouth but felt in the heart. It lies in between the heavens and the earth. In God’s knowing. So you are love. And love is you. And there is no separation, only the one that you perceive which is your greatest error. You are a creator. You are a writer. A healer. A lover. A daughter. A sister. An auntie. A best friend. A teacher. A student. You are whole. You are here. You are. And I’m so blessed that I get to play this role of you in this lifetime and hopefully into the next.

A heart opener…

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How many lifetimes must we live in order to become who we’ve always been?

How many failures must we endure?

How much sensation can the body hold?

It is not my mind that writes

Not the pen in between my fingers

Not the feeling of keys on a keyboard declining,

bouncing back up to meet my fingertips

You see – these words flow from the heart

With a surety that even I can’t describe

All I know is that creativity;

The ability to write,

to sing,

to paint,

to love,

The birth

Creativity is a gift from the wonderous Being above

I don’t have all of the answers;

Most times I’m barely sure of anything

But what I am certain of

Is the guiding force The One is

Leading me to passages and roads that I never would’ve thought I’d experience

And so,

Embodying that divinity, sharing this human experience

The integration of ego and spirit,

The cultivation of the experience of the divine

Is a life’s work I wish to express

For that is the truest work of creativity

The art of being,

Then ascending

Welcome to my world