Audio · Poem · Poetry

Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

This is an older poem explaining the origin of the name of my blog. I found this name with one of those fun apps that came across my Facebook page. Though the method to discover this name was mundane, the name speaks volumes. Source is all. I decided to keep the name for my journaling.

Weaver is Source, who connects all things.
Strings and threads are cloth woven for wear.
Sunshine is Source, who reaches out rays
Like fingers to heat and heal,
To create Spring, spiritual connection,
To nurture Gaia,
To create rain as food,
To dream life,
To forge love
And evolve Source.
Extraordinary is this mystery.
All extends from Source as fingers of light
To nourish and thrive,
And as night falls awake so do all
Return to Source.

 

©2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard@extraordinarysunshineweaver.com

Image: Pixabay.com

 

Audio · Poem · Poetry

A Time to Heal

A Time to Heal

We are all One
Sharing the Same Energy Field.
We are but sparks from the Same Light.
Your day is everyone’s day.
Your night is everyone’s night.
Your tears become the tears of all time.
Your joys make all life and matter smile.
Every cry of a newborn
Is recorded in the fabric of Time.
Every gun shot
Rips through Dark Mother.
Fear is the basis of all injury.
Love constructs the heart, not just your heart,
But the heart of Source.
You are not alone.
Fear not.
Separation creates isolation creates animosity,
Borne of fear.
Love connects and binds,
Healing torn hearts.
Fear and Love cannot reside in the same House.

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.        1 John 4:18

Fear not.
Worry not.
Hate not.
Love those that fear, worry, and hate.
This is the great challenge
Put forth by Source.
It is your choice –
In fact, the most important choice,
To Love with all your heart
Regardless of fear of harm,
Which is fear of separation and isolation.
Forgive and love.
This is the lesson borne on the Cross.
Love is not blind.
Love teaches those who fear.
Love is the Great Mother and Great Father,
Who teach the course not with hate,
But with Love.
Love teaches moral tether and integrity
Not with whips, but with Compassion.
Love is gentle; Love is kind.
This is your choice,
To Love and to love with all your heart.
Those who Love heal All.

Copyright© August 18, 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

image: pixabay

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New Audio: Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

Weaver is Source, who connects all things.
Strings and threads are cloth woven for wear.
Sunshine is Source, who reaches out rays
Like fingers to heat and heal,
To create Spring, spiritual connection,
To nurture Gaia,
To create rain as food,
To dream life,
To forge love
And evolve Source.
Extraordinary is this mystery.
All extends from Source as fingers of light
To nourish and thrive,
And as night falls awake so do all
Return to Source.

Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: http://35photo.ru/photo_1399272/

“Skyfall” by Andrei Mikhailov

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Audio · Ekphrastic Poetry · Poem · Poetry

A Patchwork

Life’s a patchwork

displayed in a frame,

spanning years stopped short

by weathered cloth

Patches stained red,

glorious births, broken hearts,

flower beds lined in ivy, weeded

and preened from Sunday’s best

Snippets of joy

from gowns deceased,

treasured pants, wool for winter,

old work made warm

Edged, frayed

tears, stained in the grain

bliss, the insulator

binding the layers

Thread, seeking out

Heirlooms and memories,

bound by practical choices

and holy thoughts

Patches, gathered like

crops for canning,

blended with gossip,

laughter and prayer

By steady hands of friends and family,

bearing needles like swords,

seaming tight the truth

for others to know.

Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: https://www.pinterest.com/grizzard2173/denim-circle-quilt/

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Audio · Poem · Poetry

Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

Weaver is Source, who connects all things.
Strings and threads are cloth woven for wear.
Sunshine is Source, who reaches out rays
Like fingers to heat and heal,
To create Spring, spiritual connection,
To nurture Gaia,
To create rain as food,
To dream life,
To forge love
And evolve Source.
Extraordinary is this mystery.
All extends from Source as fingers of light
To nourish and thrive,
And as night falls awake so do all
Return to Source.

 

Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: http://35photo.ru/photo_1399272/

“Skyfall” by Andrei Mikhailov

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