Now is time for a Divine-Love revolution!
Beginning with self-love,
A radical new idea?
Self respect, self forgiveness, self understanding and self care.
Redirecting love inward and upward on the in-breath…
Allowing a Divine Feminine reawakening,
In God’s Spirit of Divine-Love (Jesus),
Divine Feminine now vibrating higher,
In renewed peace, love and joy,
Moves downward and outward on the out-breath…
To grace the world with God’s Higher Love.
Our own self-love evolution,
Taking God’s transformative Love and Light,
And spreading it around…
My hope filled resolution!
For heaven on earth?
Divine-Love’s the solution.
by gilda patricia
-photo by gilda patricia
Happy, healthy New Year to you!!
Christmas peace and joy,
Filling hearts each day…
With faith, hope and,
Love, love, love,
To go the distance.
A spiritual promise,
Of life eternal,
Blessed holiday season to WordPress family!
In sweet and serene slumber,
Warmed by the harmonious love,
Of Father God and Divine Mother.
May all God’s children,
Be graced with a safe “inner” space,
To lay their head,
Basking in God’s promise,
Of peace, love and joy,
This Christmas season,
And ever after.
Head spins endlessly,
Ideas and solutions abound,
Yet the main thing to know is,
Then the doorway to freedom opens wide.
Free to be happy,
Free to experience peace, love and joy…
In an ever rich and expansive sea of life,
God’s love child,
I am love.
Know you are love!
by gilda patricia
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
Jesus lives in-between the dark and the light.
Please be the bridge to take us there!
In the harsh glaring daylight,
Lives the judge,
And in the darkest night’s hidden corners,
The judged, who cower, lie in wait…
There’s another way, another time and space,
Created as the sun rises and sets,
Where beauty, joy and wonder weave themselves,
Into a magical playground,
Perfectly blending love and light,
In this space between.
Too complex (complicated)
To be fully known, understood.
Too fragile to be
Used and abused,
Had and discarded,
Controlled and pinned down.
Too sensitive to accept or live
To claim “victimhood,”
Defeat or despair.
Too loved to
Hide away, lie in fear,
Or shrivel up and die…
Through and through…
100% Eternal life,
Freedom, peace, joy, love,understanding,
The world’s inherent make-up seeks,
Our lives too must be in balance,
To experience joy and gratitude.
Too much of even a good thing,
Is not good.
What makes things precious
Is their scarcity,
What is most appreciated,
Is that which is rare in occurrence,
Such as youth, beauty, gold, finding your soul-mate,
Free time, silence
and really good ideas.
To dispose of…
The guilt, sorrow and blame,
Still haunting our past,
As well as dread and hopelessness,
Lurking there in our future.
God’s open hands and heart,
Accepting our long-awaited,
Night or day, anytime!
No “special pick-up” required,
No explanation needed,
Or questions asked.
Happy to schlep away every burdensome load.
In no way above this so-called,
Removing the dark thoughts fermenting,
In dark hidden alleys,
Attracting fearsome scavengers,
In our troubled minds.
Need only release “hang-ups.”
Placing present life in God’s,
Competent, most qualified hands…
Heavy-laden hearts, now emptied,
Spread their lightness and joy,
Across the land.
If we could, would we…
Tell a star,
Not to shoot across the sky?
Not invite all their friends,
To come out after dark?
Prevent a rainbow from stretching,
Instead, stealing pot of gold?
Clipping child’s angel wings,
Curbing sweet dreams…
Only biting words,
And unbroken silence,
Swallowing their mirth…
JUST BECAUSE CAN.
Thankfully God fortifies children,
Rainbows and shooting stars,
With splendid and resilient spirits;
Colorful and glorious,
We can’t stop rain clouds from crying…
But if rainbows and shooting stars,
Have full license to shine,
Would not God’s children,
Most adored and protected,
Also get their time?
Rainbows of joy, love and freedom,
For all God’s children,
After the rain.