Joyful Ascent

    
I have something to say
 
          Can you hear me?
 
Yes I can, Spirit.
 
               You believe me, don’t you?
 
Yes, I do, Little Spirit.
 
     I’m floating
          I’m floating here
 
It’s like there is no earth
     My feet don’t touch the ground
          And I can’t see the trees
 
               I’m floating in the air
 
Peaceful
 
     Quiet
 
          Solitude
 

               So much light!

I’m traveling

 
I can feel my movement
     But there’s nothing to gauge it by
          Except my knowing
 
               Take my hand!
 
     I’d like to take you with me!
 
          Come with me!
 
               I’m traveling to heaven!
 
     Joyful ascent
 
               Light filled journey
 
~
 © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

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Leave Yourself Open To joyful Possibilities Beyond Your Knowing

     Within the confines of our soul . . .

Yes, Spirit?

Within the boundaries
     Of that which constitutes our soul-self
          Are endless possibilities
               For manifestation

We cannot comprehend what these possibilities are
     So vast and unending
          As they are want to be

Engaging in ‘creating’ them
     Can in its own way be limiting
          Satisfying though it may be
               When the joys of our imagining
                    Come to fruition

               Still

There is a place for allowing beauty to unfold
     In its own glorious ways
          Unlimited
     By the confines of our ability to imagine all that is

Be patient
     Always
          With the angelic realm

     They have your best interests at heart

Allow some space
     For unimaginable joy
          To manifest on your behalf

          Be open to the joyful unknown…

Leave yourself open
     To joyful possibilities
          Beyond your knowing

     You can do that
          And trust
               They are waiting there for you

Letting go of such strict control
     Can lead to happiness
          In unexpected ways

     This too
          Has a place
               For and with you

               To the highest good of all

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This Existence Is The Opposite To What You Might Think

This existence
      Is the opposite
            To what you might think
 
                  Can you accept that?
 
What if it were me
      Reaching out to you
            Instead of the other way around?
 
You look across the veil
      As though I am the mystery
            When for me
                  You defy all logic
 
You are illusive
      And come and go
            Fade and appear when I least expect you
 
                  I reach out to you for guidance
 
I learn from you
      Just as much as you might hope to learn from me
            Maybe more
 
      Don’t cut yourself short
 
Don’t consider yourself less
      Just because you hold the physical
            As your current truth
 
      I once had that, too
            And know all its joys
                  And sorrows
 
I may exist without that now
      But this does not make me a superior Being
 
      Perhaps it’s I who holds a tinge of envy
            At all that you have
 
I appreciate you
      For all you offer
            And all you share with me
                  Without hesitation
 
      And I am grateful to God
            That you exist for me
 
Allow me to bow my head
      To you on the physical side
 
            With deepest gratitude
 
                        Amen ~
 
 

 

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Once I had a Truck!

 
     Take my hand
 
          Won’t you?
 
     There is a reason for my asking
 
               This is the way of it, today
 
~
 
Once I had a truck

     A red truck

           It was my favourite one
 
I put is somewhere
     For safe keeping
 
          You know what I’m going to say….
 
               Why is that?
                    Why do we do that? ~
 
We find something precious
     And we hide it away
          From whom,
               If not ourselves?
 
Losing it is then a constant heartache
     A constant reminder
          That we can hold something dearly
     In our hearts
          And yet still hold it just out of reach
               Even from ourselves!
 
We keep that which we love
     Out of reach
          As though we’re doing ourselves a favour
 
     How mindlessly simple we are
               Don’t you agree?
 
Take it out!
     Take it out from behind the fireside bricks
 
     Hold it next to your heart
          And be glad of it
 
Be grateful for it
     Love it,
          And don’t let go
 
It wasn’t just a red fire truck
     It was faith
          And truth
               And glory!
 
It was strength
     And adventure
          And the beauty of me!
     Waiting to be held up
               To the height of the world!
 
          Let it shine!
 
                    I’d like to share that
 
~
 © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

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