A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
To cross the line
of all the circles
in this presence
crashing the words into sounds
creeping out of the veins
entering existence
surrendering to
this being
that feels like home
that feels like none
that feels like all the stars have assembled into one
that feels
to cross the line
of all the circles
and just become
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As I touched death
I met life
and
as I bowed in gratitude
I encountered 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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