Woman, where are you? What has become of you? I stand in the sacred place of your origin and you are not here. This hallowed ground is empty, cold, nothing moves. All that lived is dormant to the eyes of my physical being. Your light has dimmed to the point of faint. You must remember who you are for there to be life abundant once again. Sleep has past and all is still, waiting for your to stir.
Amethyst of the universes.
Diamond of life itself.
You are the veil, the conduit, the door through which love can enter and manifest on this plane of expression. You are the veil between the spiritual and the physical. The inner dimensional porthole that allow the form of all God's expression to take place. Your divine purpose has been obscured through time and the sin of ignorance for too long has been able to flourish on this and many other plaines.
This letter is to you Woman. To remind you of your sacred place within the source of all. You have forgotten long enough. You carry in you the key to the gate that can let love pass through and change the world. You are holy in the mist of creation. From the dawn of life itself, you are the gate, the light that birthed the universes passed through you to give birth to the planets, to the stars and to us all.
Man could not have been the action without the reason. The source through which he gathered the ethers of his form and molded himself through the will of God. Mother earth, wife, teacher, feeder, healer, comforter and bearer of the children of God.
Soft and gentle as the water of life that flow and cover us in the blanket of Christ.
Yet, where has your strength gone? All that you are is still. I have come to awaken it from the long sleep that blinded you for a short time.
I too have grown tired and have sometimes forgotten much. Together we must do what we are destined to. Speak the words of creation that I may build the forms that flow from within you. Complete the book that we have begun to write, tell me the words that I may write them on the pages of eternity.
We together are the perfect balance and expression of the created, creators, creating through creation. We can create love in all things. You are the essence of all that is liquid, beautiful and filled with internal strength. I am the solidity that binds and collects the atoms that make its shapes. The eternal pathway to our future you are. Even you, I believe, have forgotten this. Be still. Feel your power. You are the forever mirror, the image and reflection of all.
The Source
Amethyst of the universes.
Diamond of life itself.
You are the veil, the conduit, the door through which love can enter and manifest on this plane of expression. You are the veil between the spiritual and the physical. The inner dimensional porthole that allow the form of all God's expression to take place. Your divine purpose has been obscured through time and the sin of ignorance for too long has been able to flourish on this and many other plaines.
This letter is to you Woman. To remind you of your sacred place within the source of all. You have forgotten long enough. You carry in you the key to the gate that can let love pass through and change the world. You are holy in the mist of creation. From the dawn of life itself, you are the gate, the light that birthed the universes passed through you to give birth to the planets, to the stars and to us all.
Man could not have been the action without the reason. The source through which he gathered the ethers of his form and molded himself through the will of God. Mother earth, wife, teacher, feeder, healer, comforter and bearer of the children of God.
Soft and gentle as the water of life that flow and cover us in the blanket of Christ.
Yet, where has your strength gone? All that you are is still. I have come to awaken it from the long sleep that blinded you for a short time.
I too have grown tired and have sometimes forgotten much. Together we must do what we are destined to. Speak the words of creation that I may build the forms that flow from within you. Complete the book that we have begun to write, tell me the words that I may write them on the pages of eternity.
We together are the perfect balance and expression of the created, creators, creating through creation. We can create love in all things. You are the essence of all that is liquid, beautiful and filled with internal strength. I am the solidity that binds and collects the atoms that make its shapes. The eternal pathway to our future you are. Even you, I believe, have forgotten this. Be still. Feel your power. You are the forever mirror, the image and reflection of all.
The Source
There comes a point in your life when you realize:
ReplyDeleteWho matters,
Who never did,
Who won't anymore...
And who always will.
So, don't worry about people from your past, there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.
Like every rock a magnificent smooth pebble will appear just as you have touched so many lives and now with your blog... manifesting the spirit of yourself... how wonderful to let people read your writings... V