the green chakra

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This morning I read

the sacred scripture in church

a vibrant green chakra

vibrated  with violet.

 

It was the heart chakra claiming me for self sacrifice

to act as a vibrant channel pf grace

to find my gift: co creator

and to grow in wisdom and courage

at one in Christ

intimacy vs treachery

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drawing by jeanne

 

in to me see

illumination

 

de cep tion

illusions

 

shatter the shell

grasp the soul

with grace

honor

glory

Tongue Twister #41 Intimacy

into you into me into God, destiny,third eye, and glory!

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Intimacy

Into me see
Intimacy.

Into you see.
Intro-du-cy.

Into God see.
Into-ternity.

Into destiny
Intermystery.

Hu mil i ty
Third eye-see.

Glory be!
To see ‘n be free!

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Definition #21 Intimacy

If I am open to you, you see into me. What a gift I’ve given you!Reciprocate!

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Through the layers Through the layers

you see-in-to-me

through the heat of colors-rays

penetrate my space

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misery and mercy

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publish glad tidings

tidings of peace

Jesus endured sufferings

 received redemption…release!

 

misery and mercy have been married

so that all people who have disobeyed, may be forgiven

Romans 29-32

 

be willing to change

be open hearted

deserving of mercy

Genesis 45:1-15

The Quicksilver Chronicle

Quick Silver

Evolve

written by Jeanne Poland

8/15/20

dragonfly call

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a dragonfly visit

 

to draw you with me

I come from another plain

fly into the light

 

Red Hair

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The Writer’s Almanac for Wednesday, August 12, 2020


Red Never Lasts


by Anya Krugovoy Silver

There’s no doubt it’s the most glamorous,


the one you reach for first—its luscious gloss.


Russian Roulette, First Dance, Apéritif, Cherry Pop.

For three days, your nails are a Ferris wheel,


a field of roses, a flashing neon Open sign.


Whatever you’re wearing

feels like a tight dress


and your hair tousles like Marilyn’s on the beach.


But soon, after dishwashing, typing, mopping,


the chips begin, first at the very tips and edges


where you hardly notice, then whole shards.


Eventually, the fuss is too much to maintain.


Time to settle in to the neutral tones.


Baby’s Breath, Curtain Call, Bone.

“Red Never Lasts” by Anya Krugovoy Silver from from nothing.

© Louisiana State University Press, 2016. Reprinted with permission

Father Boneventure

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Father Bonaventure aka John Poland 1961

Pierce my soul with your love, calm and charity.


Let my soul long for you and your home.


Let my soul be dissolved in you, hunger for you.


Bread of Angels, refresh me with holiness, super sustenance, sweet bread.


Let me feed on you, angelic host, fountain of life, wisdom and knowledge, torrent of pleasure, fullness of the house of God.


Let my soul compass you, find you, run to you, meditate on you,


do all for the praise and glory of your name, with humility and discretion, love, delight and perseverance.


Be my confidence, riches, delight, joy, rest, wisdom, portion, passion and treasure.


Fix my mind and heart immovably, Amen.

 

To see the original prayer by St Bonaventure, go to:
http://www.crossroadsinitiative.com/library_article/667/Prayer_of_St_Bonaventure.html

Feed your faith…

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“Feed your faith and all of your doubts will starve to death.”
—Gaur Gopal Das, author of The Way of the Monk

 

Simplicity


by Henry David Thoreau

Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your affairs be as
 two or three,

and keep your accounts on your thumb nail …

I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time

To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome


and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the


companion that was so companionable as solitude …

If one advances confidently in the direction of his


dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has


imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in


common hour …

A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener.


So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts.


We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and


took advantage of every accident that befell us. Sometimes, in


a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my


sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in a revery, amidst the


pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and


stillness, while the birds sing around or flitted noiseless through 
the house,

until by the sun falling in at my west window, or the


noise of some traveller’s wagon on the distant highway, I was


reminded of the lapse of time.
 
“Simplicity” by Henry David Thoreau from Walden. Public Domain.

 

 

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