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I love what Wendell Berry writes of in this poem.  A Mother’s love
that is so willing to rest always in love.  No matter what little or big
things come up, that love remains.  In other words, those things
that can come up — she ‘pays it no mind’.

Believing in someone is always a force for the good.  It is to merge
Heaven on Earth, as Wendell Berry brilliantly reflects in this tribute
to his Mother.  Enjoy and Happy Mother’s Day!

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To My Mother

I was your rebellious son,
do you remember? Sometimes
I wonder if you do remember,
so complete has your forgiveness been.

So complete has your forgiveness been
I wonder sometimes if it did not
precede my wrong, and I erred,
safe found, within your love,

prepared ahead of me, the way home,
or my bed at night, so that almost
I should forgive you, who perhaps
foresaw the worst that I might do,

and forgave before I could act,
causing me to smile now, looking back,
to see how paltry was my worst,
compared to your forgiveness of it

already given. And this, then,
is the vision of that Heaven of which
we have heard, where those who love
each other have forgiven each other,

where, for that, the leaves are green,
the light a music in the air,
and all is unentangled,
and all is undismayed.

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Live as You

Freydoon Rassouli – Visionary Artist

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“Dear Human:

You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. That is where you came from and where you’ll return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of … messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect. You already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And then rise again into remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love, in truth, doesn’t need ANY other adjectives. It doesn’t require modifiers. It doesn’t require the condition of perfection. It only asks that you show up. And do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up, and play and work and live and die as YOU. It’s enough. It’s plenty.”

~Courtney A. Walsh, Author

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A couple of hundred days ago, I decided I would affirm my daily blessings on Facebook.  Although they may not always be statements of gratitude, they are a means of bookmarking and honoring the day with the language of love.  Here is today’s blessing:

Today is day 1 of having executed two major decisions.

Is my energy completely pure around these decisions?

No.

Is it the path of my heart?

Yes.

Am I committed?

Hell, yes.

Do I have the guidance and wisdom of Spirit to lean on as I journey this path?

Always.

Allow me to continue trusting in that, even if Life takes a turn through the “wrong neighborhood”.

Then remind me what I came here knowing: there are no wrong neighborhoods.

“First love, then think
First love, then speak 
First love, then look
First love, then act
First love, then choose
First love, then give
First love, then live”
Robert Holden

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We are now past the 10 day Hay House global summit.  It’s Day 11 and Louise Hay has an hour session with her CEO.  Below are highlights:

Louise Hay speaking on Bruce Lipton’s idea: When we think in a conscious manner we are only using 5% of our brain, and the other thoughts we are thinking are downloads of thoughts we are thinking that were projected on us when we were very little children.  So it’s all other people’s opinions.  So in other words, most of the thoughts are all other people’s opinions and if you are thinking thoughts that are making you feel bad you are not thinking your own thoughts, you are thinking thoughts that you learned as a child.

Now me interjecting: We pick up other people’s thoughts from all over the place all day long every day.  We don’t know whose thought it is: is it the neighbor’s, the guy that’s in the grocery line in front of you, is it your father’s, your mother’s, your school grade teacher’s, your sister’s, your brother’s, the peer that embarrassed you.  We don’t know where it came from, but we know one thing: if it doesn’t make you feel good … then stop, just stop, it’s not *your* thought.  It’s a thought you adopted unwittingly as your own but it belonged to someone else.  Send it back to the ethers.  It doesn’t belong to you.  If it’s not a thought that takes you back to Original Grace, it’s not yours.

More from LH: So you can say to them, these thoughts are not mine! (Me again: Sonia Choquette has a great idea to take thumb and forefinger together as a means of anchoring, while affirming these thoughts are not mine.)

More LH — Now, give yourself a lot of positive affirmations:
I am loving and lovable.
I deserve the best.
All is well in my world.  People love me;  I love people.
I have a job that really satisfies me.
I live in a beautiful home that is wonderful for me.
I have great friends.
My health is good and getting better all the time.

You want to fill yourself with the right messages.

LH: Deep down you know that you are wonderful and you are worthy of living a good life.  All is well.  I like to get people to say over and over again:

Life loves me, life loves me.  I love life. If you woke up every morning saying life loves me and every time you step out your door you say life loves me and every time you open a door you say life loves me. Every time you meet with people, or meet new people you know, you say life loves me and you get that ingrained in your consciousness … your life is going to be so much better.

Life loves you.  All is well.

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Behold!

Behold this new day.

It’s your opportunity

to leave the stamp

of who you are

right smack dab

on the cheeks of it.

MWAH!!


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Today I’ve been asking myself this question:

What would wholeness say?

I love asking the question; it seems to prompt a feeling of slipping my arms into the sleeves and cloak of wholeness.   Wholeness spoke quietly and tenderly just a few things to me –

You are a blessed being.
You are perfect just as you are.
You are innocence.

And perhaps if Rumi were by my side right now, he’d peer over my shoulder and whisper in my ear:

inside this new love, die.  Your way begins on the other side.

In my last found poem, combining Rumi and Rilke, Rumi’s Quietness comprised the last verse.  Here it is, in it’s entirety, the words below and the words, set to music and images by Rahmama at youtube.  It is absolutely spectacularly, breathtakingly beautiful!

Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick clouds.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.

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May the light at the core of your being illuminate the world…

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