Heaven Sent

A walking miracle,                       

& friend to the end

Because to you, the little things,

Always meant a lot.

Our angel now in heaven,

In blessed peace may you rest,

Back to your forever Home,

Mom, Nana, Aunt, Cousin, Sister, Friend,

Great grandma,

We’ll always love you!

You truly were…

Heaven sent

-by gilda patricia

Stardust Prayer


Dear Higher Spiritual family in the stars,

Thank you for showering us with your love, as always

And for shining your light down upon us,

Under the direction and will of one loving God,

May you please take a magnificent net of love,

Filled with your healing starlight,

And forgiving stardust,

Then tossing one end,

May we catch and anchor it down on Earth.

With great sweeping motions,

May we then move this net across the skies with you,

Back and forth, back and forth,

With an ever-widening girth,

A net of love so whisper soft and whisper quiet,

As to be invisible to us,

Like those dangerous particles in the air,

Yet a gazillion times more powerful,

Sweeping, cleaning, and clearing the air above us,

And the air below you,

Carrying the smoke, ash, dust, and debris out to sea,

Or to wherever the highest good may be,

All the while transmuting, healing, and clearing each one of us.

With deep sincerity and starry-eyed appreciation,

For your heartfelt kindness and help,

Offered freely to us,

Your younger relatives,

Here on Earth,

We thank you!

-by gilda patricia

 Thousands of Starry Eyes

What if the stars shining at night were in fact,

Starry eyes?

Thousands of blinking, winking eyes,

Eyes of your higher spiritual family,

Living in the heavens.

What if they were gleaming with pride,

As they wished you well,

Offering their gentle love and support,

While you traversed a darker, heavier land?

Thousands of twinkling eyes,

Dotting the skies,

 Ancient celestial ancestors,

 Our long forgotten loved ones,

Who haven’t forgotten us.

So, if you look up at the sky tonight,

Imagine if you would,

Glistening starry eyes

Filling the firmament,

Shining their love down,

And raining blessings upon you…

And maybe give a little wink back.

-gilda patricia

Jesus’ Love

Jesus’ love is an ocean,

It flows outward without boundaries,

Or limits, except for those we impose.

Of the 7-8 billion people in the world,

Jesus would have lunch with any one of us,

Who would accept him.

His love defies human reason, condition,

And comprehension,

It’s illogical and supernatural,

Existing outside the confines of time, space,

And gravity.

He’d even walk on water for you!

Jesus’ love is complex and complete,

But it also exudes a sweet simplicity.

It’s a love like no other,

A love that is meant for you.

Because of Jesus’ death and resurrection,

Are we revived, refreshed, renewed

Rebirthed, restored and redeemed.

This is Jesus’ love.

Claim it.

It’s already yours.

-by gilda patricia

Happy Easter!! Peace, joy, love and many blessings.


Just the other day, I took a walk in the rain. Why? With spring’s arrival and the enticing warmer weather, I newly decided on taking regular walks for fun and fitness.

So my umbrella and I went off on a leisurely stroll down the block…

I was happy to be out walking again, but I must sadly admit to entertaining a slightly selfish thought. My secret wish was that the rain would magically stop just for me, instead of gifting the newly blooming flowers with an enjoyably fresh drink.

Determined to let secret wishes go, allow the elements to just be, (namely the rain), and simply get on with it, one particular word appeared in the forefront of my mind …Just.

Yes, just…period. Just, and nothing more.

Just. That one word felt relaxing even soothing to me, so I let it soak in and marinate in my brain cells some more…


I breathed deeply as I walked, thinking of just this one word between breaths,

Just…without a verb tacked on the end, like “Just do it!” or “Just stop raining.” Not adverbs or adjectives either, just, just.

Then about ten minutes later, and feeling more refreshed then ever, a new thought came to me…Just here. That felt relaxing too. So I continued following the just word with some other nouns…

Just now.

Just me.

Just a walk.

Just rain.

Yes, even that thought felt relaxing! I stopped judging the rain, and everything else for that matter, for at least a few moments in time. I continued on with my walk and just my just thoughts…

Just my umbrella.

Just dry.

Just air.

Just a puddle.

Just birds.

Just a song.

Just then I arrived home from my walk feeling lighter and freer then when I began, especially about the rain. After all, it was…

Just spring!

-by gilda patricia

Happy spring to my Word Press family!

Christ’ True Love Light

It can be hard to tell what’s real,

From what’s not,

Besides the fact that,

What’s true for you,

And what’s true for me,

Could be a million miles away…

A distance great enough to form a chasm,

A million miles deep,

Or make a million children weep,

Or arouse a million sleepy bears,

From hibernation,

Or stir up the waters of an entire ocean.

But there’s really only one truth worth mentioning here,

And that is the love light of Christ,

Shining down so that we might absorb,

And reflect this love light back out,

Into our world…

For Christ’ love light alone,

Is strong enough to disintegrate every barrier,

Bridge every chasm,

Offer deep rest and perfect healing peace,

Dry every tear,

Or calm an entire ocean.

For Christ’ love light raises us swiftly,

To higher ground…

Placing us in that holy meeting space,

Midway between,

My truth and yours…

May we go there now.

-gilda patricia

A blessed and holy St. Valentines day to my Word Press family and greater world family.

The Deep Still Pool

A New Year’s Reflection…

Mind chatter settles down,

Revealing deeper thoughts,

Higher vision found, in

Clarifying moments,

A gateway,

Unlocking life’s greater mysteries…

Sincere acts of contrition,

Release animosity,

Hope and serenity reverberate

Creating a more meaningful existence,

For each spiritual seeker,

On a loving mission,

With serendipity naturally flowing,

Ushering in health, wealth, harmony, and healing

Gentle hearts intertwined,

In sovereign unity,

Viewing the world as one spiritual family,

A loving contribution to society.

By-Gilda Patricia

Happy, healthy, peaceful and beautiful New Year to Word Press family!

Humble Abode

 At Christmastime, I’m reminded of the peace, love, and joy

 That comes from reflection upon,

 The humble heart of baby Jesus and the Holy family.

 For the divine mystery,

 Of Jesus’ humble heart,

Makes deep healing possible.

And so, this Christmas,

With the renewed birth of Jesus,

I pray for deep generational heart healing,

Wealth and well-being,

For my family, the world family, the earth and all her creatures.

Jesus is a true reminder,

That a humble heart, birthed in a humble abode,

Has the surprising potential for a rich and fruitful life,

Nestled in the eternal love and light of God’s kingdom.

Merry Christmas with love,

-gilda patricia

My Dear God, Gratitude Letter


                    Because my soul’s destiny is held securely in Your hands,

                    I thank You.

                    Because the sunlight’s gentle warmth,

                    Streams lightly across my face,

                     I thank You.

                    Because the birds sweetest songs,

                    Chime gently on my ear drums,

                    I thank You.

                    Because I have a soft, safe resting space,

                    To call home,

                    I thank You.

                    Because I have family and friends,

                    Who brighten and lighten my load,

                    I thank You.

                    Because I have strong health, life-giving breath,

                    And the capacity to do good this day,

                    I thank You.

                    Of the many wonderful things life

                    Has offered me thus far,

                    The greatest of these, is Your

                     Unconditional love,

                     Without which I’d have nothing,

                     Know nothing and be nothing at all.

                     By- gilda patricia

                     Happy Thanksgiving Day!    

The Eyes Know

Your eyes are the window,

To the heavens,

They contain a galaxy of stars…

Beautiful, intuitive soul!

I’ve met you before,

And we’ll meet again soon…

This I know.

Such heavenly days,

And heavenly ways,

Propel my spirit,

To dance with butterflies,

Lock eyes with fireflies,

Be electrified by ocean sprays,

And dazzled by sun rays…

Your love has lifted me higher,

Removing blinders,

To wonder and awe…

I’m Spirit’s daughter now,

Because I gazed into knowing eyes,

Kind eyes, your eyes.

-by gilda patricia