Messages

Get a pen and paper and get your brain out of the way!

There is work to be done through you- 

you are the channel for it

it can plug in to you.

All you have to do is write. Write fast because it flows.

There is no thinking- perfectly crafted sentences come~

Making music

There is a rhythm that my angels want me to hear

fastidius the ponderings of the mind 

a field of fragrant lavender this world profers.

Love awaiting us to wrap in the summery excitement.

Being is painful

the friction of sand

the beaches of my childhood fortify.

My collar loading the many troubles and cares. 

But for a small moment refreshing is the day of relaxation.

Words on a page

channeling 

finding my space

realizing much

a practice of life

letting words flow

soon to take shape

the message of

my angels.  

Floating

This place I have found in the flow of joy, peace and abundance

feels like I float above the ground of limits, fear and darkness.  

Everything has significance and meaning. 

In place of being controlled by life's events - 

I am the creator.  

Stubbing my toe is a beautiful thing.  It holds great information in my creating.  

Allowing and accepting and loving my true nature, my own harmony and rhythm, my true flow

has led me past resistance, disharmony, confusion, and guilt and to...

my fount of creating expression, my conduit of connection with neverending discovery and miracles. 

I joyfully go on my manifesting way. 

"...I will cause thee to ride upon the high places of the earth."  Isaiah 58:14

"And The Lord shall guide thee continuially, and satisfy thy soul in drought, and make fat thy bones, and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and a spring of water, whose waters fail not".  Isaiah 58:11

The mother is releasing them to fulfill the measure. 

So graceful the light tumbling, 

touching others on their way to the next stage.

She has birthed and nurtured, joyed in their growth and pressence

Now it is their time.

With a twinge of longing she blesses their readiness

as they jump. 

Beauty witnessed.

So many - yet each one known.

Every year when the leaves fall down. 

By Leo and I

It is remarkable how we met

It was both of us flowing

in the channel of possiblity

fully expecting-

a better world

the magnetic force to pull, pull, pull, pull

towards SMACK!

and what happened?

I found you. 

With writing

it is joyful to find expression - so just let it flow.

there is an electric buzzing where time and space fade into the background

the channel opens and words flow in a steady stream.

Describing the ineffable

they come with no effort - I just have to write.

My writing is something I want to share - in hopes I can open up and be known and that God can be known through the words.

I am not the creator-

The creator flows through me, through my heart and out.

I am learning more and more to move aside my limited conceptualizing and 

be a conduit for the universe. 

What am I willing to do? 

Whatever.  

Be present, 

notice what arrives, 

record it.