True Love
True Love – poem
True Love – poem
Deep inside you, a light shines, the light that was born within you as you entered this life.
The Train of Life
We all have magical power in our hands. The power to heal! If you think about it, it is the most natural thing in the world to put your hands over a place that is hurting. Deep down you know, and
perhaps have long since forgotten, that your hands have the power to heal.
Loneliness has its good points. It shows a yearning for more closeness with the world and, ultimately, Me. It is a yearning to share. It is a silent knowing that there is more for you, and the more you seek is calling to you.
It’s quiet. It’s early. My coffee is hot. The sky is still black. The world is still asleep. The day is coming. In a few moments the day will arrive. It will roar down the track with the rising of the sun.
Déjà Vu?
To drop into enlightenment right now, takes absolute total surrender to What Is. Start with letting go of all efforting to get somewhere better than here now, and start playing like a curious kid again.
For those who are fortunate enough to still be blessed by having your Mom with you, this is beautiful and for those of us who aren’t… it is even more beautiful. This is the first Mother’s Day that my dear momma is not going to be physically here, but I do know that she will be with me spiritually , as I feel her presence every day…not the same, but it is still a heartwarming feeling.
A “Cheryl’s Pals Collabs” Poem