The Call To See The Shining Light

What chimed?

Where and how?

I wonder why

so somehow I decide

it is THE CALL

the chime

the quietest sound

to wake us up

to take the reins

to ride the horse across the plains

to where who goes there

is it only us

or do we lead the way

for as such

we are the pipers

with guides within

who call to us to begin.

Go where you need

you’re welcome there

do what you love

so much to share

sing with unison and all around will tune-in

and you have come to begin

to light the dawn

to wake yourself

to write your way through the days

the verses come in happy ways.

Another chime will call the time

and start there

you’ll know where.

Begin it now

your healing comes when you let go

surrender to

the highest you.

Let joy come in and burdens go

follow your heart across the land

and in these times indeed

you will understand

the calling

the bell

the bird

the extension of yourself

-          the time to flow merrily

-          the time to play heartily

-          the time to sing whenever you wish

-          and do your meals in one dish.

Simplify and rely

on the calls you hear

to help you through

from being who

to being you

the Highest Self

you have your guide

go within

and join this ride –

this will lead you higher than

all you’ve known since you began.

Take your burdens and let them be

placed aside so you can see

the shining light which shows the way

for you to see every day.

So with the spring comes the joy

and with the chime smiles your boy.

He has found his happy home

and you will lead him through the trees

and bells will chime on the gentle breeze

and the night call of magpies will

settle down

and so will come

the dawn chorus of the little birds

the joyful ones will be heard.

Spiritual call

heard before the dawn August 21, 2015

Going Higher And Riding Light

What I hear from over there

began with drums

and then lovely bells

chimed one by one

but golden daffodil today

is thrilling me with her trumpet call

for me to listen and share with all.

Come over

come to the side

lean over

and feel the ride

going higher

and riding light

you are travelling

some place further

where the air is pure

and colours bright,

where goodness glows

the fairy lights,

where life is sweet

and truth is real,

where harmony

is what you feel,

where joy is golden

and pink shines through

from higher souls

down to you,

where time is free

and hearts are pure,

where you know yourself

and believe for sure

that your purpose

will bring you to

the place we seek

to meet with you.

The Path is lit,

the bluebells chime,

every step leads the way

and you know where

it is you’ll be

so wait a while

before you see

the illumination shining bright

way on high

and deep within

every cell you have inside

is building strength

for this ride…..

the one to take you higher

pinker, golden, violet light

and the spring flowers all delight

to see you coming and you see them

so begin to leave The Old Self there

and very soon we will share

the new, the healed, the one we call

to write the words and share with all.

Looking in is where we find

all the shadows

we hide behind.

Welcome each and every day

to open up the hidden door

which leads through the old tree trunk

and to the view

from treetops high

light as air

and high as sky

soft as feathers indeed do fly

so feel the breeze and rise above

where all is shining Highest Love.

Joy to you and joy to me

and happily

all will be well

as heaven knows and time will tell.

(Written with the first golden daffodil in the misty midday showers on August 13, 2015)

The Owl and The Shepherd Dog

After many months

I row my boat into the shore

after all that time I did explore

and learn new ways

to navigate

and find wisdom

which I did relate

to how I felt

and some uphill climbs

but all the while

there was this time

I knew within was clearing me

to float on water in my vessel

so better times will be greater now

as the past is less

I did my best

and now the beacon shines to sea

as The Owl and The Shepherd Dog are sailing free.

It was the faith that led us long

to follow through and remain strong.

It was the hope that I would hear

messages to keep us clear

of submerged rocks  and swamping waves

that I would know how to behave

and understand,

every thing brings a guiding hand.

So with trust and much gentleness

the swampy times

came to be

the days the sun shone on us cheerfully.

We are and always were I see

whole inside, not riven through,

just keeping the compass on true north

and going forward, travelling forth.

(Written on August 13, 2015)