A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
The silence in my bones
leads the way
to the symphonies of existence
encompassing all and nothing
the great unknown
full of possibilities
holding all life
seen and unseen
and at every turn
the sense of the alignment of what is to come
of what has arrived
of what is inside
of us all
for us
to be
who we are
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In the pure strands of life
healing lies in the medicine
of being
true
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In the fragility of the sacred
of life
it is in the healing
the battles end
in us
holding space
for what is not to be forgotten
the eminence
of love
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If I am to write about the struggles, the fights,
the ambushes, the bombs, the killings
I need words I do not want to express
the attempt in describing the utter horror
gives power to its pain
so let me share with you the stories of healing wounds
a flower laid down where our hearts go out to
the soft embrace from a savior
a candle lit in the dark hours
the hands from a friend reaching out
the opening doors by a stranger
pulling you in from harm
the light that enters the crack
for a brief moment only think about that
let this thought take you into the world of compassion
and know this is in you
and in this feeling of helplessness
look for the helpers in all world’s mayhem
and know this is you too
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Tell me where do you hold your pain and agony?
In your heart?
Do you let it eat your body?
You retaliate it with your words onto others?
You release it and surrender?
Or do you let it devour you entirely?
Do you sit with it and think it over
and over and over again?
I hand it over to love
as love will love all boldly knowing more than I do
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