A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
In which we start anew
the dawn
the twilight
there where we gather
the impressions
the vibrations
the stories in between the lines
we should notice
the eternal way
the circle
the spiral
entering the words thrown at us
let them be
naked
and raw
so they can turn
tender
and true
on their way home
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Speak of love as it is magic
Speak of magic as it is you
Speak of you as it is me
Speak of me as it is all
Speak of all as it is love
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Of all the spaces
this is an open one
as wide and as vast as the multiverse extends
it invites all
it offers all refuge
it mends, it cures, it heals, it alters
it recovers, it aids, it rebuilds
and all it takes
is to reside
in the space
that is an open one
as wide and as vast as the multiverse extends
to surrender to its wisdom
one beat at a time
°Woodlights Woudlicht
To run through our veins
the blood of life
overflowing with the love of the galaxies
colliding energies
and in the death of this dance
a new world arises
right within us
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Within reach
innumerable realms
galaxies of old
expansions of time non-existent
spaces of ages untold
yet what matters
are
the fields of vibration
that echo
the pulsations
that are resonating
multiplying
in the revolution of this being
where the healers will lead the rebellion
only bowing to love
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If only you could hear the wind whisper to me
stories of your existence
of the urgency to have you here in this time
of the gratitude because you did come
of all the riches you carry in your heart
how long you were awaited for
if only you could hear the wind whisper to me
shall I blow her to pieces or will she unravel herself in time?
can we still wait for the miracles we hunger for by her not thinking she can hand it to us?
does she understand she can heal us by her being totally herself?
why doesn’t she know she is a blessing to us all?
the wind whispered to me
can you tell her how we need her to love herself a little bit more every day
to trust herself a little bit more
we call for her
and her love
more than ever
evermore
we will wait for her
to honor herself
like she honors us with her presence
and can you tell her
that we love her
beyond measure
°Woodlights Woudlicht
*** For Kelli Rojas ***