Haiku ~ & “Merry Christmas”

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In life and in death

You can not deny the truth

Spirit moves your Soul!

 

On this Sunday, one week before we celebrate the birthday of Christ, I am solemn…

This week I learned of a birth, and a death, in a matter of hours.  One tiny little human embarking on the most miraculous journey, and one who didn’t appear finished with his, left abruptly.

I contemplate this process and the one thing I come up with is that Spirit moves our Soul and we can be a willing participant, or we can let the struggles of life drown out what we hear.  We can let fear pervade our being and go searching for comfort in every place It can never be found, or we can move to the tune of our hearts, orchestrated by the power of the Divine!

This week before Christmas, I offer these words as a gift, a reminder…

Listen to your Soul

It will never steer you wrong

Blessed love inside

Blessitude!

Lorrie ❤

12/18\16

Attached By Hope

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For you are my brother,

my sister,

my friend

And we walk through this life

attached by hope

That we shall recognize a radiating life force

that was created by ONE!

We hold this power

in the palm of hands that long to grasp it,

but we gently release a grip of death

so that we can find the truth of the power,

the power of Creation,

extended to all,

through all,

inside us all!

I reach out my hand to touch you

I reach out my mind to connect to your beauty

and the colors of love wash through my being

And I know…

I know the Glory of Spirit

that courses through veins,

connected

Powered by Love…

Held together by Faith

that we vibrate

in the energy of Creation…

Together…

We Are One!

Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

12/7/15

 

Spirit Paints Rainbows ~ Haiku 11/23/15

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 Spirit paints rainbows

Missed by those who would not see

With eyes of their heart

 

I would have missed it had I not looked around and taken the whole of the experience in with all of my senses.  To the south the sky was crystal blue and the sun shone brightly.  But over my shoulder, I felt the faintest drop of rain.  I turned to the east and large puffy clouds were gathering – a convention in the sky.  My eyes wandered north and I could see more rain, and then I caught a glimpse of color.

I was not sure I had seen anything, so I studied the canvas in the sky and to my delight Spirit painted perfection before my very eyes.  In all her glory my surprise rainbow appeared and the depth of her beauty radiated out to those who would see her.  It was almost as if she was painted just for me, as no one else seemed to notice her. 

I wanted to share this beauty so I told the 30 or so people who were all facing south, “Look!  There’s a rainbow!”  They started to turn as I got my camera ready and took aim.  I watched her disintegrate into the ether of the sky.  I pressed the button on my camera as the crowd moaned and groaned, somewhat annoyed I had disturbed them.

I couldn’t tell what my photo looked like in the outdoor sun and had completely forgotten about it until today.  I opened my photo gallery and there she was!  Just before she exited the canvas in the sky, she let me capture a portion of her beauty.

It made me think about how excited I get when I am touched by Spirit and I learn a lesson based in the love of Creation.  I run around and jump for joy and try to get everyone to “see” it.  But many times I am met with the same blank stares as when my surprise rainbow appeared to shine only for me.

I am reminded that I don’t need confirmation of the way my soul is touched, and that I can’t force another soul to feel, or think, or see what I do.  While we are all on this journey, and we are all connected, we all walk at our own pace and this is not a race!

I can’t walk the walk for another, this walk is mine.  And while I am thrilled to come upon another soul who is walking the same pace, I can’t force anyone to walk at mine.

But, knowing myself as I do, I’ve a feeling that I will always get excited when Spirit paints rainbows, and I will always jump for joy and try to get others to look!

Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

11/23/15

HAPPY THANKSGIVING, FRIENDS!!

Oh…Little Girl

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Oh…Little Girl

So tiny…so frail

I see you hiding

Trying not to be seen

Trying to meld into the fabric

of the walls that surround your heart

So many things you’ve witnessed

Been privy to the monster workings of the world

Chaos all around you

You can’t make it stop

Yet you need to find a way to control it

Because you can FEEL it all

The energy rises up

and it’s real

It smacks you in the face

As a punch is delivered

Bones crack

His…yours

It doesn’t matter

For they are one

Oh…Little Girl

I can see how you tried to protect yourself

I can see the strategies you tried to employ

The things you did to try not to feel

The way you tried to numb yourself

Make the feeling stop

And when you couldn’t get relief that way

You thought you could control everything in your path

You could plan for every possible event

Head off trouble at the pass

Because if you could prevent the problems before they happened

You wouldn’t have to FEEL the resulting pain

Oh…Little Girl

I know how sad you can be at times

Because you failed

because you weren’t able to prevent the pain

and then once the pain ramped up and took hold of you

you weren’t able to handle the pain

SO YOU JUST SHUT DOWN

Oh…Little Girl

I don’t have all the answers

But I do know what the problem is

and they say that is the first step to freedom

Take my hand and be not afraid

Walk to the light

The light of love

Vibrate at the level of spirit

The spirit that resides in you

The spirit that bathes you in white light

It is going to be okay

You are going to be okay

I promise I won’t leave you

and I promise I will help you any way that you need help

Oh…Little Girl

Blessitude

Lorrie

10/19/14

A Loud Booming Bellow

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In the darkness

I sit alone

Quiet

No sounds

No movement

Just a direct connection to my spirit…to my soul

A time to take solace

A time to examine

Look hard at the questions

Sit still and wait for enlightenment

Realization

Actualization

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I come away with the idea that the break was needed

That there wasn’t enough of a connection to the things that matter

That I was caught up in the wheel of life and I didn’t honor the path

The Way

The life that I am creating

The life that I want to live

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So a self imposed exile was in order

A defined time out

A body that took control and said, “Hey, pay attention!”

With the little signs ignored

It had no choice but to make me sit up and take notice

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No…it would not allow me to go back to old established patterns

Years of neglect

Unbelievable abuse

My body took the brunt of the emotional turmoil for years

It felt the pain that my mind couldn’t handle

It had its fill of silently suffering

Playing the martyr

Once strong and healthy it had a voice

A LOUD BOOMING BELLOW

One that could not be ignored

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It has been a tough week

But I am starting my walk to the light that I see

Step by step

I cleanse my heart

My Mind

My Soul

My Body

I lay gratitude at my feet

I am filled with love and respect

I honor the relationship of mind, spirit, body

That even though tested

Will never be broken

Balanced

A triumvirate connected

Blessitude

Lorrie

10/12/14

I has been a very tough, painful week.  A massive sinus infection persisted through two doctors and two medications and eventually landed me in the emergency room begging for relief from the pain.

A very dear friend…my Soul Mate…wrote to me and said, “Imagine it is a ‘test’ to verify your ‘inner’ sun is able to shine even when the weather is bad.”

The next morning I woke early and walked up to the ocean.  I thought the morning birth of my outer sun would spark my inner rays to reach out and cover my heart.  For once stimulated…gently nudged…the hearts vibrations can not be stopped.

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The peaceful lapping of the waves reflecting the colors of the sky washed over my soul.  I could feel my inner child being held safe in the arms of love.

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I thought about life.  I looked around, in fact did a complete turn to take the whole morning in.  And to my surprise, standing behind me was the waning gibbous moon that had been full of blood just the day before.

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And in that moment I connected to the moon, to the earth, to the ocean, to the tides.  I felt the rhythm of life inside me and I wanted to dance. 

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Yes…and somehow in the daybreak, what was broken started to repair.

❤ Lorrie

Thank you my friends.  Your well wishes and support during this painful time is appreciated more than I can possibly put into words.  So I send you a message from my heart ❤

There is Peace

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I have this feeling again. The feeling that I am supposed to be doing something. It feels like my soul is calling to me but can’t quite reach me. It is impatient and frustrated because for some reason I am not able to connect – not able to hear or see or feel what it is I should be doing.

I am happy that I have this feeling because for many years I didn’t feel anything – well, anything except physical pain. But I have stripped the layers of that pain away and it leaves the longing of my soul to be felt.

I feel it in a restless way that makes me want to be angry at myself for not being able to access it. It would be so easy to become angry and impatient because they are the old habits that are ingrained…the habits I work very hard to extinguish.

But I decide instead to sit quietly with my heart open. I decide to be grateful for all the wonderful things in my life. I decide that I AM doing what I’m supposed to be doing. Look at how many beautifully spirit led words come to me that I am able to share on my blog. “My blog” was inconceivable to me even a few short months ago.

I decide that I am so grateful for the world this has opened for me – the wonderful spirits I have met who continue to inspire me on a daily basis. You, sweet people who humble me with your comments of love and support.

And then it dawns on me…my soul feels happier with this pen in my hand putting words on a paper. Is it possible that writing quenches the thirst of my soul, the longing in my heart? Is this what I must do to fulfill my contract with the universe, to answer my calling from God?

I’m not sure. But for now it has quieted the longing hunger. For now I feel satiated. For now I know the words in my heart have come out and there is a release.

There is peace.

Blessitude

4/13/14