Home Within

Wondering how before I’d functioned?

Once finding a place of in-destruction,

at home within myself.

So long ago my journey began,

An inward trek of love and mercy,

…at home within myself.

Knocking on my heart’s door, at first with trepidation,

Ms. Divine Feminine extended the warmest invitation,

…at home within myself.

Through my heart’s now open door,

God’s living Spirit breathes new life,

…at home within myself.

Relief, reprieve and soulful ease,

To my surprise did I achieved,

…at home within myself.

Of wonder and awe,

Did I unlock a sheltered timeless dwelling space?

...at home within myself.

One grand and epic residence!

Where pain and illness has no place,

…at home within myself.

For here only Love,

May show it’s tender face,

…finally, happily with peace, love, joy and serenity… at home within myself.

by gilda patricia

 

At Home in Divine Feminine

A Higher Love story…

Rising up from the depths,

Out over the rubble of untruth,

Divine Feminine speaks,

Her voice rings crystal clear,

For the first time ever these words are uttered,

Which now surface shamelessly, unabashedly,

Though they’ve been rumbling and bubbling,

Hidden beneath her false sheen,

For perhaps her Centuries long existence…

There are a few left standing to hear her speak,

Of those who once shaped and formed her,

Into a robotic useful thing for their own benefit and pleasure,

But at this time everyone is surprisingly quiet and still,

One bird shriek can be heard from the distance, nothing more,

Then she says, for all, for anyone or perhaps none to hear,

I am loved!

I am lovable!

I am love unconditional!

This time she is heard,

By the One who matters,

The breath, or Spirit of

Life immediately makes His way,

Back Home to her,

The place He always belonged,

Never again to leave.

Now on earth serendipity reigns,

And peace, love and

Joy abound.

 

-gilda patricia

Happy Valentine’s Day to Divine Feminine!

God bless Mother Earth.

 

Day of the Heart

The heart knows, then…

The brain tries to understand.

The heart sees, then…

The brain deciphers.

The heart recognizes, then…

The brain names and labels.

The heart remembers, then…

The brain judges.

The heart loves, then…

The brain fears the loss of love.

The heart joins, then…

The brain divides so his ego might live.

The heart lives in joy, then…

The brain, tied up with the ego, lets the curtain fall on joy.

Drop into your heart center, then…

Peacefully, joyfully, lovingly,

Come alive on this glorious, beautiful,

God given day!!

Happy New Year!!!! 2020

-gilda patricia

Mother

 Virgin Mary,

Ms. Divine Feminine,

Mother Earth,

And Earth Mothers alike…

You are the birth of life,

For countless shapes and types,

You are the shelter for pain,

You are the love sustained.

Beautiful and divine,

Or raw and unrefined,

Makes no difference,

A mother’s love is purely sublime.

 

Lovingly dedicated to my own beautiful mother,

by gilda patricia

 

Light the Change

The Light doesn’t fight,

Resist, run or hide from the dark,

 

It merely shines through it,

Providing knowledge, wisdom, 

Awareness and options.

 

Never demanding, pushing,

Begging, manipulating

Or controlling the dark.

 

So where is Light’s power?

 

…The simplistic bravery of

Standing in the light

of awareness,

 

When things really get clear,

 Change happens…

 

Like a pot about to boil,

A bucket stuffed to overflowing,

Or a balloon filled to capacity,

Ready to burst…

 

Change happens when we

Can no longer bear to deny

What was once hidden in the dark…

 

And so we become the Light.

 

And that is how Light conquers darkness,

Simply being and revealing itself,

With its soft, yet persistent, (not cruel) glow,

 

Only feels cruel to those,

Not yet ready to come out of hiding,

To face the Light…

Not yet, 

Ready,   

for   a      C h  a N g    e.

 

by gilda patricia

                                     

  

 

 

 

 

Thank God for Hell?

We need the rain to appreciate

A sunny day,

As we need struggle and pain,

To recognize beauty and ease.

We must have darkness,

To see a candle’s light,

As to witness the stars,

Of course we need night.  

 

It’s strange to have gratitude,

To stop and thank God,

For life’s hardships and heartaches…

But in rising like a phoenix,

From the depths of hell,

The taste of heaven,

Is always so much sweeter.

 

Some people bring us sunshine,

And pure delight!

But for those who offer,

Nothing but rain…

Strut across their dreary terrain,

Wrapped in your own,

Bright and beautiful rainbow.

 

by gilda patricia

 

He Took The Call

Jesus had a perfect link to Source,

Untainted, unbroken, understood.

When his Creator father called,

He answered…

With a vision perfect and crystal clear,

With a heart harboring no doubt,

With a life showing no resistance…

Even when things got tough,

Even with his body beaten, broken, blood stained,

Stripped bare of pride and human dignity,

Even up to the final breath,

Of his unfair death,

He never dropped the call.

Thank you Jesus for taking the call, thereby erasing our fate and securing our life everlasting.  

by gilda patricia