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
For you, there’ll be no crying
For you, the sun will be shining
‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright
I know it’s right
And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
To you, I would give the world
To you, I’d never be cold
‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright
I know it’s right
And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
Like never before
Like never before
The falling leaves drift by my window
The falling leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands I used to hold
Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear old winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear old winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
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…
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.
She is his Helper; she is Wisdom—the Spiritual Law written (not on stone tablets like the Ten Commandments) but on the very heart of Christ. The woman in Revelation 12 is the actual image of God’s everlasting covenant.
My child, keep my words and store up my commandments with you; keep my commandments and live, keep my teachings as the apple of your eye; bind them on your fingers, write them on the tablet of your heart. Say to wisdom, “You are my sister.”
“In speaking of ‘a new covenant,’ he has made the first one obsolete. And what is obsolete and growing old will soon disappear” (NRS Heb. 8:13). But in Revelation John is seeing something quite different. He is witnessing the opening of the true temple… and what he sees inside is not an empty room with an obsolete stone covenant; instead, he is shown God’s Living and Spiritual Covenant–the Holy Spirit:
Then God’s temple in heaven was opened, and the ark of his covenant was seen within his temple; and there were flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder, an earthquake, and heavy hail. A great portent appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun. (Rev. 11:19- 12:1)
We speak of God’s secret wisdom, a wisdom that has been hidden and that God destined for our glory before time began.” (1 Cor.2: 4-7)
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.
Listening to misogynists speaking about their prophesy … they insist someone “Fill the Position” they have forecasted, to the Tee. I’m not here as an actress to fulfill a role about their fantasy and illusion. Most of you aren’t either. We are here writing our own story … they despise that about us … Creators, rewriting “his”story.
I no longer offer prayers of protection for the arrogant ones who try to minimize my accomplishments, touting themselves the authority of the experiences and challenges. May they live thru the adventure, since they seem to know so much about overcoming it.
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