In silence so long
ivy caught my heart
and climbed my soul
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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In silence so long
ivy caught my heart
and climbed my soul
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
Image: https://hgic.clemson.edu/factsheet/english-ivy-control/
We fear the darkness
though it holds a mystery
It’s our constant friend
For where there is night
there is light beckoning us
out of the obscure
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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Healing light takes no sides;
It is a gift.
It wraps its love
Around our hearts,
And we are gifts to our healing.
Blessed Be.
One day with the Divine –
One lifetime,
One century,
One creation.
Truth
Affection
Gratitude
Three in one
Indivisible – always.
Be still and know.
He is there.
She is there.
We are there.
The universe is within us,
We are within the universe.
The universe and we are one.
Source about us,
Source within us,
The light of healing,
A clear and perfect channel.
Without condition,
Without rules,
Love with Truth
Affection
Gratitude
Three in one,
One in three,
Indivisible
Present in the invisible,
Profound in light,
Like fire heat,
With water ice
And air breath
Touching each chakra
Lotus blooming.
Blessed be.
This is the oracle
That we must all know
And will feel
Like the tides,
The ebb and flow of soul,
The dawning of light.
Light is healing;
It is blessed,
As blessed as the bird song
With the crest of sun,
Right
Good
Blessed
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
Image: Beautiful Lotus Flower at Sunrise (bing.com/images)
You are the mountain;
I, the free climber,
In awe of you
And timid,
Yet I ascend.
Parts of you open.
My fingers and toes
Take foothold in
Your stoic rock face,
The backbone of your Spirit.
But I, too eager,
Unsteady, I slip,
No rope to spot my fall.
Harder, I grip;
Upward, I embrace
The expanse of you:
Cold slate, blue shadow,
Whispers of wind entwine us.
You have me against you.
I am you;
I am the peak of you,
All around us the stars.
© Copyright 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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Here is the audio for an earlier work.
I long for ocean bounty
Chilled to perfection
For winter slumber.
Where is a mountain
That harbors a cave
For the homeless?
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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I thought there was
Only one of me.
Until I met you!
I’m glad we see
Eye to eye!
Copyright © July 24, 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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What is healing but
The stabbing to death of pain,
The banishment of shadows,
The release of sorrows,
The burning of poison arrows.
The diseased are their own healers.
Healing requires arbitration and litigation,
For Illness takes possession
As the unwelcome tenant in the temple,
Stripping away a clean visage,
Creating squalor and decay,
Planting bramble in the garden,
Making infertile the soil;
Evading eviction, and even
Dismissing kind offers for other accommodations.
Illness commandeers the ego,
Becoming its own soul.
This unwelcome tenant deceives,
Creating attachments,
Becoming dependable,
Appearing useful,
Providing false amenities, while
Ordering demolition to your heart.
And in so doing,
Laying claim to your prosperity.
But healers can vanquish this tyrant
From their sacred property
Once they know their powers, for
It is the landlord who holds
The keys to the mansion and
The one who can open the gate.
Healer, awaken;
Heal yourself.
Break this unholy contract
Wrought by the thief
Inhabiting your house and
Garnishing your treasures.
Continue reading “What is Healing?”
This is the audio for “Upon Awakening “, published in June 2017. I decided to go ahead and include the poem.
Your truth – a mountain; stand in your power.
As rainbows stretch from arms of innocence,
The forest behind you, a solitary journey of One.
Along the rainbow’s edge, a scary ride, yet joyful,
You surrender on the slide of colors and affirmations.
All that caged you, just illusions,
Feathers of dead birds confined to lonely cells
With no bars but their eyes closed to clouds
Beckoning for them to take flight on stars,
Not knowing the truth of aloneness
Is a personal quest with hazards beholding bliss.
Be as the Blind Swordsman on a journey of One.
With but a small bundle and good will on the route,
Feeding on light and sleeping on clouds.
Cunning yet calm in his soul of souls,
Where he listens in the Now,
Trusting intuition as a compass
On his humble journey into darkness,
A light unto himself, and truth his lamp.
Be as that light; make that cane your sword,
A totem of your truth which you alone bear
Despite those mocking the Fool,
Who trods this path on rainbow’s edge.
Be a watcher of your half self;
Ego is a traitor, not a half brother;
He can blind you to your knowing.
This path is inward; his is illusory.
Join with Consciousness;
It guides the Blind Swordsman as his eyes,
His inner seeing on his soul journey.
Carry with you stones and crystals holding the rainbow’s light.
Your past, a burden, carried off by ants
Foraging for bits of your old soul,
Slain by a crystal sword to birth a new one.
You are innocent of knowing, but not of yearning.
This is your departure in a child’s shoes laced in joy,
And your eyes brighten at the forest’s edge
To an eternity of rainbows – curtains on the soul,
Opening for a view of that mountain,
Where the path ends in the Self.
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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Hello, here is the audio for “Loving Too Much”, which was posted last month (June). That post also has a short analysis.
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Hello, here is audio for a haiku “Time”, which I wrote a short while ago. The poem can be found in my June or July archive if you would like to see it written.
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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