The Essence of Your Dreams

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“In fertile soil

may the essence of your dreams

grow into magnificent blossoms.”

~ Blessitude

Listen.  Listen to your heart.

To the place inside that is yearning.

Is there a dream not realized…

Something that won’t go away?

Listen.  Listen to the longing.

Honor the truth

And make a plan.

Your destiny awaits.

 

I’m really beginning to realize that each and every one of us comes into this world to play a part, or role, that is integral to the whole of the story.

I believe that deep down, in that place that no one else hears, there is a voice that speaks to us and guides us to our destiny.

I also believe that we spend an awful lot of time edging that voice out with the thinking voice in our head.

Here’s to quieting the mind and allowing the essence of our dreams to speak in tones we can hear.  And then may we make plans to honor what we hear, that which we already know deep inside.

Blessitude!

Lorrie ❤

8/2/16

ALMOST PARADISE ~ Multiple Haiku

ALMOST PARADISE

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When your dream depends

On someone else to come true

There is always risk

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What someone else sees

Is more likely THEIR vision

What is best for them

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Not meant to deceive

They don’t even think about

How it could hurt you

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It’s better for you

To do the hard work yourself

And to turn inward

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You then are the one

Who designs your own blueprint

To make things work out

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No interference

Exactly what you vision

Your dream is fulfilled

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No regrets at all

For the time spent together

Wish them well…move on

 

Blessitude!

Lorrie ❤

7/13/16

I Remember…An Odyssey ~ Broken Arrow

This post is a part of a series of writings during a time of deep healing and transformation.  The following are links to the other writings in the series in chronological order:  Introduction & Haiku, The Funny Thing About Truth, The Journey To…, He Said I Have Anger, The Long Sleepless Night, Broken Arrow, Safe, Alone, On The Verge, Shred, The Thread, Vindication, Another Inch…Perhaps a Mile, Emancipation, Forgiveness

*Disclaimer:  Some of this subject matter is sensitive in nature.  Please read and explore in safety.

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Broken arrow

Frozen dream

Inertia

Walking blindly

Lost my way

Not sure which way I am supposed to go

Once so clear

The arrow pointed

To a life that was full of promise

To a life that honored God

To a life that showcased the best parts of humanity as a whole

Perdition

Wasteland

Swirling in the dark abyss

No light

This is not the dream

This is not the life I imagined

This is not what I agreed to

My frozen dream

The hands of God rest on my spine

Lift me up to heavenly realms

Angel wings borrowed

Placed just so

I think I can fly

My heart is COLD but BEATING

My soul is LOST but MOVING

My dream is SEEN but FROZEN

My mind is WRONG but CHANGING

Feel the ether from a kiss

That is blown through the universe

It melts the ice

And explodes the myths

It propagates truth

Transcends the lighted brilliance

          BANG!!!

An arrow to the heart

Cupid’s playground

Walk amongst the flowers

Fragrance rises

Plays with the senses

Vision restored

Clear focus

Birds sing a song

It’s impossible not to dance to

Light pervades the landscape

And my heart sends out a signal

That connects to the sacred vessel of time

And my arrow is fixed

And my dream is displayed in glory

And my soul rejoices

Blessitude

Lorrie

3/27/15

 

Connected in Silence

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I’m not sure I have ever

heard that kind of silence before

I stood and I looked over

God’s creations

And I felt love

the purest kind of love

And the sounds

of

NOTHING

entered my ears

And it reached into my soul

And it pulled on strings

that were attached to my heart

And I knew

EVERYTHING

Every wonder

Every person

Every thought

Every hope

Every dream

I felt creation move in my soul

And I knew

we all come from one

And I felt connected

at the base of my very being

And I felt

LOVE

Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

3/1/15

Sometimes, we don’t know what we are missing until we don’t hear it!  I am beginning to understand the importance of silence in my life right now. A deafening silence spoke to my heart on a recent trip to Arizona.  It seemed so loud…if that is possible.  I am exploring with this silence.  It seems when I turn down the noise from the outside world, my insides…my heart…my soul…are easier to hear.

I wish you all much love and many blessings on this beautiful Sunday morning.  ~Blessitude

Morning in the Canyon

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Morning’s first light

so crisp…so cool

rays like fingers

reach over the mountain

cottontails scamper

the only movement observed

except for what moves in your heart

Quiet stillness

Yes…this is what I was craving

though I had no idea

Put me in a place

that makes me shut down the noise

makes me turn inward

no distractions

forced solitude

Thank you for this beauty

for this respite

the landscape of my soul is quiet

and responsible

I look inside

and I notice places I haven’t seen in a long time

Like going home after an extended trip

This moment of stillness

evaporates the incessant meaningless sounds

and restores my balance

restores my connection

restores my faith and hope

…dreams!

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Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

2/22/15

Cavern of Yesterday

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When the light fades

and the day falls into the cavern of yesterday

may your dreams be refueled

as the night stars take the sky

and lighten the way for dreamers to see

what was written in the days of creation

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May you follow the lead of your heart

that plays beautiful music on the harp of time

etched from a fine staccato

with a flowing melody of faith and hope

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Reach for those stars

the same ones that come out to view every night

against the backdrop of an azure sky

endless, timeless

etched in the memory of love

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Yes, as the day falls into night

and your eyes are filled with dreamy wonder

may you always believe

and achieve

your hearts wildest desire.

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Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

2/15/15