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Bloom

Bloom

as I take root on this plane

may I receive the healing light of

all that is divine

may heaven meet earth

through me to transmute

the crusted fear that traps me

in brambles

may I grow my destiny

without ego mind

may I fully trust the divine order

that teaches only love

may I grow in love

may I be love

may the divine light

unfurl my blossoming heart

in this splendid garden

the Gardener knows the art and seasons

how to plant

how to nourish

how to harvest

I am but one glorious bloom

with no skills in tending the soil

my place in this garden is small

my view is limited to

my small leaves

reaching for the sun

yet I trust in the Gardener and Gaia

to bloom my bouquet

to bloom my love

©2018 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

Image: “Bloom” digital art ©2018 Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

Image Wording: Shannon Hensley

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Healing

The Light is coming in to heal the curse of Ego. As we stand aside, we feel the mighty force of Cosmic Light. It feels like we are losing our minds or that our faces are being shorn off.

This is a painful, visceral upheaval. We feel turned inside out and upside down. We are so dizzy we can’t stand up alone. The battling vibrations of Ego and Light are rocking our souls. We scream and cry out. We hurl our food and creep under the covers, hiding from the shadows.

Out of fear, we just want to die to stop this agony as all is being revealed, the pus of our gross illnesses is emerging. We suffer dysfunctions socially, politically, and environmentally. We have screamed out our prayers for comfort and healing.

The Earth, as well, rages with floods, volcanic eruptions, fires, Category 5 storms. But Mother knows the Light is here. We see it in the firefighters, the rescuers, the soldiers.

The healing is evident. Out of fire comes new growth. Out of eruptions come new lands. Out of storms comes renewal. Floods carry away the past.

The Light is here. It’s in our voices and our intentions. It’s in our manifestations. We wanted this healing, and we are getting it. We prayed for salvation and victory, and so it is. We think this pain is against us, but it is for us. It is answering our prayers.

This is Cosmic truth. Laws prevail. The universe is orderly, and equilibrium must be sustained. God maintains the balance of all life in all dimensions. The pendulum never swings in one direction.

A healing always feels worse before health is restored to wholeness. The wounds cry out until scabbed over. We’ve spilled our blood and sacrificed our limbs. How can we ever become whole again? It would be so easy to curse our condition! Damn this life! Why us!

In our victim stare, we hide in addictions. We bully. We put ourselves ahead of others. We lie. We seek revenge. In so doing, we become what we hate. Anything to mask the agony. We are so powerless in this state.

Little do we know, this is cosmic healing. It is God Force healing involving a huge upheaval of forces involving universal truth. Love will prevail. It always does, especially if we all participate as we are the shamanic link between Heaven and Earth. We are the healers bringing in the light.

Have faith. We are a strong force battling Ego so as to heal. Whenever  we stand together and speak up, rest assured that Ego never wins, Ego never wins, Ego never wins.

Love prevails. Nothing can block out the Light. Have faith. Stand aside. Let in the Light to answer your prayers. Become one with the Light. Be the prayer! Make it so!

 

©Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

 

 

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Audio and Thoughts: Do Unto

Last night I published a poem on this blog called Do Unto. I have completed the audio. It was challenging to express the hate and fear depicted in the poem out loud. More and more we see posts on social media of people going off on others, especially those perceived to be immigrants, and other people of color. Trying to capture this reviling tone while speaking the poem was difficult.

It seems like civility these days is dissolving into a swamp of fear and hatred. We are here on Earth with the privilege to love and through our love to cocreate wellness and peace. We aren’t meant to bully and to demean each other.

As Caroline Myss states, “Our biography becomes our biology.” That is, negativity of any kind contributes to illness in the individuals who are spewing hate and to social contagion as groups rise up to scapegoat and to repress others. The way to heal fear is through nurturing compassion and empathy.

Masuru Emoto showed in his experiments with water molecules that if hateful words are directed toward the molecules, they become distorted and malformed. However, molecules that receive positive vibrations through words of love, form into beautiful crystals.

This short video demonstrates how sensitive water is to our thoughts and words. We are made up mostly of water, so if we exhibit or experience racism, imagine how that interaction affects our spiritual and physical bodies. Notice in this short video how ugly, distorted, and ill the water molecule becomes with the words “Adolph Hitler”. Yes, our biography becomes our biology if you consider the effects of hate on our physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual being. The result is often illness.

 

 

Moreover, fearful thinking can become habitual, making it difficult to let go and allow others’ needs to come first. People cling to dogma, which is habitual thinking, to justify their fear-based actions. I think every holy book has the Golden Rule. “Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.”  But it seems that value has been lost to many lately, and sadly, the holy books are sometimes used as weapons to perpetuate fear and dependency. I think many writers on WordPress are addressing the social, economic, and political issues that seem to be making our society sick. I can see it in the poetry, essays, and art. It’s important for us to continue to speak up about love, forgiveness, compassion, empathy, and other positive values, as these concepts are powerful medicine.

Most importantly, we each need to nurture and love ourselves, for if our cup of love has run dry, how can we possibly be there for others? Self-regard is a positive attribute if it doesn’t become narcissistic or self-serving and manipulative, using fear to control others. Therefore, the ego must stay in check as we grow into our powers.

All change begins in oneself.  Love in one resonates to all just as hate in one resonates to all. We each have a choice as to how we want our heart to sing and our souls and bodies to heal.

Love and Light!

 

©Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

Digital Art “Dancing Daze” ©Martha Harris

 

 

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Do Unto

Do Unto

 

We seem to be in a daze

In this Dance of Life.

Is this My life 

Or is it Our life to grow as One? 

What I do to You,

I do to All 

And mainly to Myself.

 

My fear and anger,

My rage,

Reside in My body, not Yours.

I am killing Myself with disease

Because I despise You.

 

Because I abhor You,

I abhor Myself.

Because I loathe Myself, 

I loathe You more! 

I despise Your face and Your skin!

I deplore Your poverty!

Your children disgust me! 

I resent the fact that You are not of My tribe! 

 

Your needs are deplorable because

Mine are greater!

Your fear of loss is pathetic because

My fear of abandonment is much deeper,

Much deeper than Your sorrows. 

 

You can’t have what is MINE!

You CAN’T have what is mine!

YOU can’t have what is MINE!

 

I despise YOU because

You feel entitled to what is 

MINE!

 

And I’ll scream at YOU until MY pain is heard!

Until I’M seen and heard

Because I feel invisible and mute,

Helpless, disrespected, disowned.

 

It’s taught that

What I do to You,

I do to Myself,

The anger and fear bind My soul, not Yours,

And poison My blood, not Yours

My loathing is Self-loathing. 

I Abhor My face, My skin, My poverty, My children!

My soul is deplorable!

So You must suffer

Because I am in such pain, and 

My life is at stake! 

My home, 

My money,

My tribe!

 

It’s taught, 

Unto you,

Unto me.

What I do to you, I do to myself.

 

How can We heal this cycle of fear?

How can We love? 

If only I could love My own soul, then 

I could love Yours more and 

Heal this anger, this 

Cancer, this

Malignancy, this

Contagion.

My anger and fear are toxins 

Tearing apart My heart, not Your heart.

 

When can I finally see,

When can I finally feel,

Unto You,

Unto Me.

What I do to You,

I do to Myself.

 

Unto Me,

Unto You.

What I do to Myself,

I also do to You!

 

When can I know?

When!

 

 

 

Poster ©Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

Digital Art “Dancing Daze” ©Martha Harris

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Pray for the One

Pray for the One

 

Good deeds are acts of prayer

To the light, our vanguard.

This is the time when

Acts of love are needed

To fortify the One of which

We all are,

One Unity of Light,

Strengthened by deeds for

Others and Mother Earth.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One,

All people, all birds, all animals,

All trees, all flowers, all mountains,

All seas, all oceans, all lakes,

All of Mother Earth,

With acts of true love,

Good deeds,

For they are of valor.

They are of Unity;

We are One.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

These prayers are not dogma.

Love is the conduit and mortar,

Holding us in the Light,

Building community and harmony

To fight the darkness,

Which is dividing us

Into our Shadows.

Dogma divides;

Love melts us into

Each other and all of nature.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Our Mother creates our substance;

Our Father, our spirit.

Prayer marries heart and soul.

Spirit meets substance in

Actions of love.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Darkness persists, yet

Balance restores.

Fear divides the One

Into fragments.

This is hell,

Broken hearts,

Unbound to love,

Duality,

The separation of souls from

The One.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Dreams of Self are illusions.

Me and you, the great lie.

This division of the One

Causes suffering and battles.

Heed not the codes

That spread this lie.

This is the time

To drop centric illusions of

Self above all.

This dream is a nightmare,

Breeding the Shadows that

Haunt our days.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Greed torments Mother Earth

And splits souls like atoms,

Ready for holocaust.

Humanity is vulnerable to Shadows;

Earth is rotting in the lies.

This mulch will bear famine.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Our loneliness breeds fear,

The brother of war.

This is not what truth decrees.

Actions of love unite All

In harmony with creation,

For love creates; fear destroys.

It wants no dissent.

Its lies appear as truth, but

If Shadows appear, so do lies,

Dressed in fine lines and bold colors

And dancing in Fool’s Gold.

This mining leaves Earth barren.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

We swoon to the dance of Lies’ amenities

And bargain away our divinity

For short-lived glee:

Out for Me, not for We.

Prayers for bonuses go unheard.

Prayers with promises turn to mist.

Prayers of love double in bounty

And multiply the Flower of Life.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Evil is, no doubt.

It nurtures its own for its prize.

It’s beguiling and deceptive, for

It’s guilty of its tales of others.

Evil is the perpetrator, the trickster.

We are misguided and complicit

In our ignorance and swayed by delusions.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Pray with acts of love

For those pointed out

And cast into the abyss.

Pray for your city,

Pray for your state,

Pray for your country,

Pray for your world

With acts of love.

Let us raise our hands to the Light,

To the Divine,

And act in Grace with all,

For all.

 

So pray. Pray for the One,

Pray by loving the One.

Pray until you feel the pain

Of a dying bird.

Pray until you feel the joy

Of the birth of a rose.

When you hear

The prayers of trees,

You will know that

We are One.

 

Copyright  © 2018/01/19 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

 

Image: “Goddess’ Gifts” digital art ©Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

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Manifest Love!

Manifest Love!

Fear is deforming;

Love is transforming.

To change your view,

Change your eyes.

When one heart changes,

So do all.

Empower Soul;

Empower Love!

Copyright© Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: “Fulfilled Heart” digital art ©Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

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Hanging Yeowtee (A Cat’s Tale as Told by Polly)

Hanging Yeowtee
(A Cat’s Tale as told by Polly)

Meeyee yinee housee.
Meeyee youtee housee.
Meeyee hanging yeowtee.
Meeyee yinee treeyee, Momeeyee!
Lookee meeyee!
Meeyee biggee!
Meeyee cool kittee!
Meeyee climb highyee!
Meeyee likee skyyee!
Meeyee likee hidee yin treeyee!
Meeyee likee birdee!
Meeyee catchee birdee!

Meeyee yeatee birdee!
Noooooooyee! Yeeyoow!
Meeyee scaredee! Yeeyoow!
Momeeyee! Yeeyoow!
Meeyomee! Yeeyoow!
Meeeeyoooomee! Yeeyoow!
Meeyee scaredee! Yeeyoow!
Catchee meeyee fallee, Meeeeyoooomee!

Yeeeeyooowww!

Copyright© 2017/11/08 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: Original Digital Art© by Martha Harris featuring her cat Polly See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

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Clandestine Spirit

Clandestine Spirit

Clandestine Spirit, there is a fold

In the universe for you.

Obscurity hidden, your disguise,

A soul unmanifested,

Cloistered layers of debris of

Expectation and self-deprecation,

Your sparkle diminished into secrets,

 

Fear of scintillating into recognition.

Your flame, unsanctioned,

Unholy fire of dead stars.

What is your jewel to guard,

Entombed truth?

Is this place your urn

Or your womb?

Fear is the breath of sin;

Forgiveness, the gold of God.

Copyright © 2017/10/22 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: original art “Clandestine Spirit” © Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog