The Letters ~ by, Lori Wise

Every single person who’s drifted in and out of your life is a part of your Divinely chosen experience.  As you move into the world of inspiration, you’ll find it easy – and even necessary – to give thanks for all these people, and to take serious note of what they brought you.  ~Dr. Wayne Dyer

Whenever a boyfriend or lover broke my heart, I would journal about the pain and the heartache.  I would spend hours alone sobbing and writing, sometimes gasping for air, tears dripping down onto the pages blurring the inked words I’d just freed from the depths of my soul.  It was sheer hell yet liberating at the same time.   I would pray from the most wounded corners of my heart for God to heal my heartache and not let me be bitter and hateful towards men.  Even as a young girl I seemed to know the heavy darkness hatred and bitterness bred.  I wanted no part of them.  I only wanted Love. Continue reading

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Let My Country Awake ~ Rabindranath Tagore

Let My Country Awake
Where the mind is without fear and the head held high,
Where knowledge is free,
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls,
Where words come out of the depth of truth,
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection,
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit,
Where the mind is led forward by Thee into ever-widening thought and action,
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
~Rabindranath Tagore

 

Pilgrimage of Awakening ~ Nan Merrill

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As Mechtild of Magdeburg said,

“The day of my spiritual awakening was the day I saw – and knew I saw-

all things in God and God in all things.”

Everything else suddenly fell into perspective in the light of this awareness.

In time, I was to discover that once Life had found me,

once Love had taken me by the hand,

there was no way I could stop the inner pilgrimage.

There was no turning back.

~Nan Merrill

Wild Geese ~ Mary Oliver


You do not have to be good
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on. Continue reading