Spirit of new life
I speak to you, to the quiet, still place within.
To the wish that seeks the stars.
And I feed you with the love of my being.
I come for this precious stillness, this tiny space within your day, when the opening into your heart may create a passageway through to the stars.
I come for this hope, so it may grow and feed you with a new experience of life.
I see how small and precious it is within your life, how tender within your being.
And I awaken the heart of creation within these moments when we can be as two hearts communicating, as two wishes sharing the breath of this life.
I am here in the moments of your stillness.
Waiting.
Living.
Breathing the spirit of your new life.
The cycles of change
You feel the shedding of an old skin, a fabric of energy that has cloaked your life in meaning, now dissolving in purpose to make way for the new.
You are not settled in this process, feeling a sense of loss as what once gave you identity breaks down into dust, to be swept away by a new inflow of beginning.
Bear this time in grace as best you can, allowing for the moments of nothing to be not hollow voids to be dreaded but sacred spaces, the forming of brave new pillars of a temple that gain their strength from the passing of what has been.
Feel the dying as still you live, trusting in the natural wisdom of cycles, knowing that each death births the seed of a new beginning, just as each new beginning, in time, is asked to surrender into a new realisation of truth. Continue reading
Riding the waves…
Come into the centre
Commune with this source of balance
Stand upon the rock of truth
as the waves of life rise to meet you
Stepping gently …
My path is right in front of me
I am sure of this
It’s there waiting patiently for me
to have the eyes to see it
ears that can hear it
a heart that can feel it
and a mind that understands
Step gently in this search.
Let each unfolding be as a new reality dissolving into your mind,
awakening your senses with the subtle touch of new life,
forming experiences and releasing old expectations
with the intake and release of each breath.
Release
As I begin to settle and the breath softens within my heart, opening my being to a newer and deeper breath…
as I release and open again, welcoming in the gift of spirit…
I sense a change in my thinking.
My thoughts lighten, releasing and floating a little, dancing to a rhythm yet to be fully heard, but sensed and wished for.
My being begins to respond differently, without thinking.
A new wish grows, borne from a sense of self that has always been there and yet is new –
opening in this moment to be here in this physical body with new senses.
I feel infused with an energy that vibrates through each cell, gently soothing and whispering with the life-message of release.
Becoming
Can you hear me?
I am the silence that waits for you to notice.
I am the beginning that forms in the quiet space within.
Hear me.
Let my touch awaken you to the presence of another reality: one that sings with the heart-vibration of its purpose.
Let me open inside you, and here may we dance the beautiful realisation awakening as the sun.
May I become your new centre, the place to which you return for comfort, for peace, for understanding.
May I hold you, and may you know yourself cradled by the very life you are becoming.
Subtle Ways
May the light of a new understanding touch your heart.
May the breeze of a new consciousness lift your awareness.
May spirit touch you in subtle ways to lead you upon the path
where earth and soul become one.
Who I really am
If there was a colour to paint my essence, a music to surround and weave as the journey of my life…
if there was a moment when each experience of my being could be released upon the sky of my soul as the sunrise of a newly birthing consciousness…
if I could begin, in this moment now, from an acceptance, an inner peace, from the gradual realisation that my path is unknown…
if I could hold in stillness–for one, perfect moment of silence–the vision of my purpose within the spirit of life…
would I begin…
would I hold a glimpse of possibility, a taste of the freedom that would be,
if I was to know and live who I really am.
Stillness and breath
I stand before you
as a possibility
as the calling
that cannot be heard
until a note of stillness
is sounded
and at last you can hear
I am here
Feel me in the air
In the space in between each breath
In the silence that runs as a river beneath the sounds of life
Hear me as one who calls you into the moment
Who presents before you the power of choice
Who walks with you no matter what road you take
For I am here
I am with you
And will you know me
Will you know my touch