Living Large

You, most joyful chosen one,

Are free from moods and fancies,

Fickle tastes and passing trends…

You are the Light that shines!

Meditate on the purity of Light,

Found within your own spirit.

A drop of water may have little worth alone,

But met by the fullness of the sea…

Overflows in depth, mystery, richness, power, life and treasures yet to be discovered and uncovered.

Each drop in the greater ocean,

Sharing in its glory, beauty and wonder with indescribable awe…

As the Light of your spirit,

Is a speck of God’s glorious Spirit.

All comparisons end,

When we glory instead in our God given treasures,

The fruits of His Spirit.

Only the humble, the loving,

The believing heart…

Would wish to merge in oneness,

With the greater Spirit.

Keeping pettiness aside,

For pettiness is living small.

Instead embody the peaceful Spirit of God,

And as a droplet in the greater ocean,

You too will Live large.

by gilda patricia

Wholesome Love

The beauty and joy of wholesome (whole-sum) love,

…Souls remade in perfect oneness,

Real…Now…

Here for us!

This wholesome, magnetic, electric,

Field of love…

God’s love, true-self love, soul family love…

Love…love…love,

Love’s expert sewing needles stitching together,

Resuscitating, recirculating, reverberating,

recalibrating, reigniting,

And repairing each frozen,

Broken, hidden, brittle hole,

Reworking every mismatch, misstep and mis-stitch,

Calling lost souls back into love’s precious fold,

Held in one tender, life affirming blanket,

Of compassionate warmth,

Time for reveling in God’s rich,

Ever-green, pot of golden love,

A healing elixir,

for one and all,

Once and for all.

Happy New Year of help, hope and healing, 2021!

-gilda patricia

The Modest Ones

God bless the desperate modest ones,

Who take so little and 

Feel so much…

Whose hearts are wider than

The sky, a sweet song 

On their lips to sing,

Yet, perhaps an octave too high,

For others to join in?

Alone, for now…

But still connected, 

To the universal heartbeat, 

Of oneness, love and light.

One day the whole world will

Know their song, when the sun

Peeks out from behind dark clouds,

They will sing their final sad verse.

…Until then, silent daisies in the field,

Perk up and slightly bend,

Toward the modest ones.

(In honor of those who shine their light down on others without exception and without expectation.)

-Gilda Patricia