Tag: God

Hope for Angels with Broken Wings

God offers strength in disentanglement,

Peace in disengagement,

And freedom in release…

For all the tired & weary caregivers, God warriors and peace bringers of the world,

God sends down his love,

On Spirit wings,

To mend these human angels with broken wings,

Touching each one,

With just enough heavenly grace,

To keep flying,

Above the madness and the mayhem…

Secure in the peace, love and joy,

Of God, this year and always,

Until arriving safely Home again.

-by gilda patricia

One Uni-Verse

(One divine love song)

One uni-verse

One verse, one song,

Playing for infinity,

In infinite ways and infinite forms.

One divine love song,

A soft beat rippling out hope,

Ringing out eternal, peace, joy, love, beauty,

and truth.

Expressions and extensions of love,

Arise and spring forth,

From one divine love Source,

Vibrations registered in time and space.

This divine song reverberates through one uni -verse,

Invisible to the naked eye,

But underlying all,

Heralding a love most sublime and refined,

Joining true love doves,

Scattered to the wind,

Now united on Spirit wings,

To sing their eternal love song.

This world of illusion and confusion,

May hide the steady pulse

Of God’s divine love as it rises,

To the surface,

Still this common cord,

Links our Uni-verse in oneness.

It is the harmony and peace

Of one divine love song,

Won’t you sing along?

-by gilda patricia

My Third Eye View

Will I see myself from your eyes,

Or my eyes?

Or open up my third eye instead,

And see myself,

In God’s eyes?

God has the highest vantage point,

A crystal clear visage,

Of all there is.

One fully expansive point of view…

A multi-dimensional, multi-layered,

multi-faceted stance,

To see all past lifetimes,

And future potentials with clarity…

Able to traverse with ease,

My deepest heart,

And reveal my highest aspirations,

Well ahead of me!

From my third eye perspective,

The Creator admires the excellence,

Of All creation…

One glorious work of perfection,

Made manifest in you and me!

And, we multifaceted diamonds,

Shining our crystal light outward,

Many-angled perspectives of one Creator source…

Please do hold your head up high!

And use your angelic heart, voice and mind,

To shine ever brighter,

Spreading God’s true light around…

You are a beautiful flicker,

One of God‘s creative lights,

A twinkle in God’s eye,

By my third eye estimation!

Our heavenly Father,

Delights in knowing,

Each soul glows,

In accordance with,

The brilliance or dimness,

Of their own.

-gilda patricia

Peaceful Beach

My blues are blurred,

In this sandy pink Caribbean dreamscape,

The melodically lapping aqua sea,

Promotes a temporary lapse,

In past or future obsessions.

God’s Presence surrounds…

Restores, uplifts, revives,

Pressure points melt away,

As pain subsides.

I am lost in a soothing, oceanic song,

Pounding, thrashing, crashing waves,

Brush up on pristine, picturesque shoreline.

My ear canals are blanketed in serenity,

As eardrums keep joyful beat,

To one steady, easy, hypnotic tone,

Leaving me in the pink!

This is nature’s rhythm…

Any day is a good day,

To take a mini soulful vaca,

Awashed in peaceful beach sounds.

-by gilda patricia

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Still, Surreal Life

Second chance life,

Surreal!

Here now surviving…thriving?

Still.

Cutest doggy love,

Sweet music playing,

Life’s surreal backdrop,

Still.

Soft breeze felt,

Sunlight streaming down,

Face tanned & warmed,

Still.

Unique opportunity,

Meet God within,

Find peace, solace,

Still.

Surreal chance,

Peace wins,

Calm settles over presence,

Still.

One second,

To the next…to the next…

Surreal, dream-like!

Still.

Spiritually touched,

A life, surreal,

Yet beautifully

Profound,

Still.

Diary entry of a wounded warrior

-by gilda patricia

8 Billion to One

Just one of 8 billion souls on earth,

And growing!

8 billion perspectives, expressions,

And facets of the one God source….

My two eyes are just two,

Of 16 billion other eyes looking out,

8 billion different views of life,

From 8 billion unique angles,

8 billion strong,

Living, breathing, loving, moving,

Fractals of God light…

So many points, shades, shadows and refractions…

8 billion with an equal chance,

To mirror reflect the one God source…

If you do the math,

I matter NOT,

But if you do higher spiritual-level mathematics,

I matter most, as do all

8 billion others… that’s you!

Striving to be clear-sighted, conscious,

Loving and peaceful expressions of Source,

Means higher vistas and brighter,

Lighter, lovelier days,

On the horizon…

For all 8 billion of us.

8 billion to one,

God agrees!

-by gilda patricia

Not perfect

The perfection of God set me free.

The perfection of God carries me.

Not just dead words written across the page,

Nor stale air, nor inflated wishes,

Or tricks to mislead…

Just my imperfect attempt to convey,

God’s deeply felt love for me.

If not felt, then not expressed!

Highest light, touching deepest heart core.

Humble? Then I would not say.

Perfect, trendy, glamorous, proud?

Thankfully need not be,

Nor any soul seeking God‘s close proximity.

The perfection of God set me free.

The perfection of God carries me.

More prayer and less blame,

Puts the perfect Will of Creator,

Before any lesser attachments, smaller wills,

Or imperfect creations.

-by gilda patricia

Stardust Prayer

FOR CLEAN AIR

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