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The Sacred Circle of Abundance
I honor the Sacred Circle of Abundance that is the
holy and honored exchange of energy, a Sacred Circle given to us
by Spirit to bless and honor each other, each other's gifts and
what each of us is here to do. This abundance is also Spirit's way
of honoring and supporting US - one of the many physical manifestations
of his/her love for us.
Abundance in all its manifestations is not only
one of the fruits of my efforts of living my Life Work, in all the
forms that it will take while I am here; but it is also the fuel
given to me by Spirit, which allows me and propels me to create
new forms through which I can share my gifts with the world.
As a Beloved Child of God, I go boldly into the
world, knowing all that I desire is mine. I welcome in, allow and
accept all abundance in my life, in all forms that it manifests.
And so I honor the Sacred Circle of Abundance. Om Shanti Namaya
Om.
The End Of War
Tonight I experienced the end of war
Not Peloponesus,
Not Troy,
A war of an internal world
And the loser of this war was ego.
Awaking after this dream war 1:11 am
To find old selves shattered,
Ego parts, limbs
Strewn across this battlefield.
Awaking to a blue night
The night of origins
Within which I came to rest
In a self that was original and new
Unfettered by self-made restrictions
GuidelinesdeadlinesnosIcan’ts
Instead to a body made new of
Magic
Dreams realized
Wishes granted
Internal planetary alignments
knowingness that
it never was about what God would or wouldn’t give
when I asked for it
it was only about allowing myself to
hear what I asked for
it was only about
what I would give myself
it was only about
what I would let myself receive
All those desires waited in the wings
For me to take the stage
To sing full out in the song of my own making
That which I co-conducted with Spirit
To accept the accolades of this life
Knowing that this performance deserves the roses
At evenings’ end
I sit by the light of fireflies,
Drinking in newly found magic
The Siriun energies of dolphins and whales guiding me back
The home fires of Pleiadian dreams beckoning
Made manifest fully in this life on earth
And I know that this magic
Without a doubt
has always been here
Waiting for me to unearth the treasure within
To make my way
Through the forests of others’ wishes and beliefs
To my true home within.
And I am home again.
Twin
Ray
Two souls of One, yours and mine
two hearts of exact momentum
created at the same second in time
two, the total of one, the sum
sparked as two of the same God Seed
bearing the hues of the same heart
commingling as one, but each in need
of the other when for aeons are apart.
Two spirits breathing in the same breath
Each half the energy of the whole
yet not parted even in death
but living on in the other’s soul.
One breath forming two of Light
in a spiral waltz of synergy
navigating nebulae in our flight
to reunion of Heart Energy.
Fulfilling a pact made before space and time,
to merge Star energies anew
Two souls of One, yours and mine
Painting heart colors known by few
finding love known aeons before
Two hearts of One journey through the stars
again BE-ING, in Love, in Human form
again living as two yet One in spirit and heart.
Copyright © 2004-2006 Mindy de Marmion
Gatherers of the Light
~The LightWorkers’ Prayer
In every single journey
Regardless of the chosen path
We have chosen first
To be the Gatherers of The Light.
From every corner of the Universe
In every color and hue we’ve come
Yet there is no delineation
In The Light.
In the midst of our own turbulence
When we forget who we are
We still hold sacred
The space for The Light.
We recognize each other
By the bright Lights that we are
And by the courage to Shine
Even when others are blind.
We are here to see with the Heart
What has been obscured by the mind
To hear the words of our Soul’s Song
To feel the Love lain dormant for so long.
When The Light finally shines
In every beating heart
Unencumbered and in unison
There will be Peace within all.
Until then, The Light shines within US
And within our promise
In gentleness, compassion and love
To lead our Family home to The Light.
Copyright © 2004-2006 Mindy de Marmion
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The Many Layers of Surrender
Surrender. Perhaps you’ve read all the recent
articles and channeled messages about surrendering to Spirit. It
is so easy to talk about it, so easy to write about it, so easy
to intend to do it. It is another thing entirely to accomplish it.
What makes it so challenging is that, just when you think you’ve
totally surrendered, you find something else to step out of judgment
on, relinquish control of, and surrender to. Surrendering is a many-layered
journey unto itself, not unlike peeling an onion. It is the self-mastery
of letting go of everything and allowing oneself to be totally and
completely guided.
Surrendering the Ego
When the Ego won’t budge, when it keeps one
foot wedged between the door and the door jamb as you attempt to
lock it in the closet, when it runs amok with spiritual scissors
or swings its battle axe or has a hissy fit or yodels during church
or tries to set itself on fire in a rage, when you have spent years
trying to heal it, quell it, calm it, cater to it, ignore it and
nothing has worked, surrender it. Give it up. When the battle turns
bloody and cannot be won, no matter how many reinforcements you
call in, surrender. There is nothing left to do, say, or heal, there
is no other alternative. The Ego will try for the rest of your life
to make you listen to its own particular brand of reason. It will
continue to run your life, steer you in the other direction, keep
you safe, keep you small and afraid of your own shadow, remind you
of the many lifetimes you were beheaded or burned at the stake or
had your tongue yanked out for being a healer. Until you surrender.
It will tell you that you aren’t good enough, pretty enough,
smart enough, slim enough. It will show you all the pictures –
maybe even a virtual slide show set on never ending repeat –
of all the times you were used, victimized, shamed, laughed at.
What it won’t show you is that you created those images, those
experiences. That you had a choice in all those experiences and
that you still do. Just surrender it. Give it up to God. When it
just won’t go away, just surrender.
Surrendering to the Void
The Void. The Great Mystery. The Black Hole that
many of us have found ourselves dangling over, in one way or another.
And if you aren’t in the cast of Cirque de Soleil and you
see no safety net below, it can be quite scary. Maybe you are stuck
between a rock and a hard place. Maybe you are hanging on by your
fingernails. Maybe you are stuck in a never-ending loop. Maybe there
is no end in sight. Maybe there is no hope in sight. Maybe there
is nothing in sight. Surrender. Let go and free fall. Fall into
the deep dark velvet of nothingness. No light, no sound, no thoughts,
no parachute. Just nothing. Fall and fall and fall and fall. Notice
the myriad colors and nuances of the darkness. Feel its many textures,
taste its flavors. And just when you think there is no end to the
blackness, you burst out of the wormhole onto the other side, the
side filled with lightness and brightness and every color of the
rainbow in an intensity you have never, ever known. It is there.
Let go. Surrender.
Surrendering to the Fact That We Just Don’t
KNOW
We plan our lives by what we think we know. About
ourselves. About others. About the world. About what we think matters.
About what we think Spirit wants us to do. About how we think things
should be. And then one day we wake up and IT isn’t. Nothing
is working. All of a sudden, it is as if someone flipped a switch
to “off.” And nothing we try to revive that old things
work. And we don’t know why nothing is working. And we don’t
know why we don’t know why. This is because we just don’t
KNOW. Anything. Period. What we thought we knew, isn’t. What
we thought we had, we don’t. What we thought we could, we
can’t. What we thought we should, never existed in the first
place! Because we just don’t KNOW. And the really cool thing
is that we don’t HAVE to know. The old rules don’t apply
anymore. And when we get to that place where we can surrender to
the fact that what we thought we knew doesn’t mean diddly,
we begin to pull in Divine Guidance that shows us what truly IS,
and we begin to allow those magnificent synchronicitous events to
happen in our lives again. We don’t have to know. Spirit knows.
And that is all that matters. Surrender.
Surrendering to Spirit
We spend so much time controlling. We are controlling
machines. We expend so much of our energy DO-ing things, and some
of those things are mindless wastes of energy. We get in our own
way and then start stumbling over ourselves. We’re like a
bunch of untied shoelaces. We get all knotted up and then we trip
and then we get pissed off. And instead of seeing that we are the
roadblock, the ego steps in and makes it seem like someone else
did it to us, and there we are being victimized (yet again!). If
we could only get out of our own way and ALLOW to happen what wants
to happen, how magical would that be? How peaceful and full of ease
and grace could our lives become? With the state of the world right
now, we’ve already proven that we truly don’t KNOW what
we are doing, that our way only creates messes. Spirit knows best
what we need at all times. Spirit’s way is the way of our
Higher Self. Spirit is a much better driver than we are. Spirit
sees ALL the road blocks, all the bumps, potholes and detours before
they even manifest. Better to hand the wheel over to Spirit and
crawl in the passenger seat. Enjoy the ride. Surrender.
We can analyze and judge and spend sleepless nights
moaning and groaning, tossing and turning, berating ourselves for
not being this or that or the other. But when you get right down
to it, in the end we always surrender. It’s just a matter
of time, just a matter of how much hell we’re willing to put
ourselves through before we get there.
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