I Woke Up This Morning
And I’m In Love.
The fires are burning
So reach for me
Like the petals of a rose
Bloom in it’s season
Gentle and slow
My body is the mountain
The ocean, the river
The sand and the soil
The life giver
So come on now, my friend
Speak to me
Help me understand
Let us walk together
Take my hand
And we will heal this land
We will heal this land
Do you hear the call?
We will heal this land
If you could only believe
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Tina Malia
Heal This Land lyrics © Boundless Light
I like dreamin’ cause dreamin’ can make you mine
I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I’m holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it’s paradise ’til the morning light
I see us on the shore beneath the bright sunshine
We’ve walked along St. Thomas beach a million times
Hand in hand, two barefoot lovers kissing in the sand
Side by side, the tide rolls in
I’m touching you, you’re touching me
If only it could be
I like dreamin’ cause dreamin’ can make you mine
I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I’m holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it’s paradise ’til the morning light
Through each dream, how our love has grown
I see us with our children and our happy home
Little smiles, so warm and tender looking up at us
Blessed by love, the one we shared
Till I wake, and reach for you
And you’re just not there
I like dreamin’ ’cause dreaming can make you mine
I like holding you close and touching your skin
Even if it’s in my mind
Oh, sweet dream baby, I love you
Oh, my sweet dream baby, you’re in my dreams every night
Oh sweet dreams, I like feelin you
Oh sweet dreams baby, Don’t keep me waiting all my life
3 short years ago. I thought it was djinn, but it could have been military…. Who knows?
I have never claimed to know it all. I learn as I go. I graduated beyond this experience 3 years ago. Folks who wish to criticize can play teacher on their own channel.
I am not anyones religious guru.
I was raised in the wilderness by a narcissist who never talked about God.
We unknowings are typically the target of the knowing.
I raised myself to the best of my ability.
I posted this memory as evidence, and reminder, as to where I was vs where I currently am.
There is nothing shameful about our journey …
Every ounce of knowing developed along the way makes us who we are.
There will always be someone who judges our story as insufficient and dangerous for the world.
This is what is dangerous, telling the bird it cannot fly without permission.
When the Most High, according to my knowing, kicks us out the nest …
And says, fly.
It upsets me I even have to defend this traumatic memory from an “all knowing” invisible “teacher” who isn’t thee Creator Divine.
Here is another memory from right about this time, info gather from additional research and inquiry…
Q:
Are you taunting them?
A:
No. I’m only helping them create a perspective.
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I do not acknowledge anyone who claims authority to command the essence of Me.
I claim my Sacred Heritage.
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A little too much
And a little too little
Goes a long way.
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Blessed is SHE who can RISE from her Slumber & make the EARTH quake at her feet. Yet, walks gently.
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It’s a Hero’s Journey. Break the program. Shift the routine, the hypnotic pre-conditioned patterns.
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Please, listen to some of the things you say of others. And ask if you want to be talked of in the same manner. Not whether it would be true or not, simply if you want to be talked about in like manner. If not, perhaps make an adjustment.
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When you are vulnerable with someone, you get a glimpse of how the relationship will go by the way they treat you.
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I used to be a supreme a-hole. I’m in recovery.
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“Not only are you powerful, you are prestigious. Not only are you prestigious, you are beautiful. Not only are you beautiful, you are consciousness. Not only are you consciousness, you are the spirit. Not only are you the spirit, you are the security of the future, the most bountiful beauty ever God created. Men call it ‘woman.’”
-Yogi Bhajan, July 23, 1984
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Children should all have pets, so they can get used to managing themselves through the pain of losing the love of the connection. It’s gentler than losing an “intimate” union and love. If we cling too tightly, we can become a monster, we can heart and soul shatter and wish to destroy the entire world for the pain of it. Practicing this release makes the loss, or change within union, bearable, while remaining open to loving again. I really don’t like it when my doggo leaves me, but another comes, and teaches me to love again.
In Union, there is challenge, and blessing.
God doesn’t make mistakes when He brings two together as One. It is the challenge and the blessing, and the connected management of these things which supports the Rise, and the Reward.
Together, managing the challenges well, the blessings are fortified and increased, much greater than originally.
If one chooses to be a slacker, they’ll take the original blessing, martyring the gift of the connection and leave the other with the challenge.
Sometimes, the one carrying the challenge will manage it on their own and rise exponentially, unexpectedly.
The reward is greater for this one than the original gift due to the extreme of the challenge.
The one who took the blessing and had fun at the others expense, receives no greater reward, and loses what they had, due to lack of effort, for betrayal, and for rejecting the gift of Union the Most High granted.
When Two Become One ~
It is said God / Goddess are unknowable. Humanity is made in the image of …
How many times have you noted yourself in relationship, sometimes for many years, and out of the blue you realize you never knew them? Resting in the energy, intimate in every way, yet still … unknown to you.
It isn’t a fluke or a trick, it is the hidden gem the Almighty seeded within each and every one of us, the unknowable.
Sometimes this unknowable quality is purposefully hidden.
Some think if they hide it rather than accept the challenge of metamorphosis, with Gods choice of partner, they can replace it with their own version and simply dress it up in the energy of … ‘tricking’ the Most High into believing they accepted the challenge, and ‘became’ accordingly … a villainous attempt to prove Gods Chosen unworthy by committing fraud, wearing a mask, donning their energy, and behaving in a degraded manner. They later say, I tried boss! But (s)he was a Hobag!!! The whole time the true true was buried under blame and shame.
The illusions can get very convoluted.
It is our duty in this union to grow with each other, to ‘become’ as One.
Mostly, people remain hung up on who they ‘think’ they are, they remain focused on their personal needs and desires, forgetting they are a new creation meant to increase together.
In the middle of the city’s hustle and bustle, where people walk past each other without noticing, a man stands out not for what he says, but for what he represents. He has no home, no wealth, and no certainty about what tomorrow will bring, but he possesses something far more valuable than all that: the unconditional love of his dogs. He lives on the streets, facing the unforgiving cold in winter and the scorching heat in summer. Despite the hardships, he never complains. He asks for nothing for himself, only for them. These dogs are his family, his reason to keep going.
Every morning, before the city awakens, he rises and gently strokes the backs of his companions who sleep by his side, trying to share the little warmth he has. He carefully adjusts the makeshift blankets he’s created from scraps of fabric, making sure they are comfortable and protected. While he endures hunger and loneliness, his only concern is ensuring his friends don’t feel the same abandonment. He shares with them every crumb he receives, sacrificing his own food so they won’t go hungry.
Some passersby look at him with curiosity, others with disdain. “If he can’t take care of himself, how can he take care of these dogs?” they wonder. But they don’t see what he does when no one is watching: how he checks their paws to make sure they’re not hurt, how he covers them with his body when it rains, how he speaks gently to them when they’re scared. To him, these dogs are not a burden, but his reason for being. Each wag of their tails is a silent thank you, each loving gaze a promise they’ll never abandon him.
So, night after night, he keeps going, no matter the cold or the obstacles. Because to him, these dogs are not just animals, they are proof that true love cannot be bought, but is given unconditionally, with the soul, expecting nothing in return.
Credits: Animales asombrosos
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