The continent of Atlantis was an island, which lay before the great flood,
simple life pleasures, connection with nature, inner journey, from woman, maiden, mother, enchantress, crone
The continent of Atlantis was an island, which lay before the great flood,
You are not here to struggle, or strive.
That is one of the most damaging programmes we have inherited and absorbed over the past two millennia.
You are a radiant soul singing your song
into the great web of life,
and in doing so, you are co-creating
everything about our world.
(Prune Harris)
https://www.pruneharris.com/
Courage,
my enemy, my friend,
fear, not
but, ride the high waves,
shooting stars
taking me to the depth of the dark seas
and rise, up early to greet the first light,
the first bird song,
the first breath of hope
Surrendering to the knowledge
of machine guided minds
trusting, reinforcing with the ancient knwoledge
inner wisdom, truth and power
Mother Gaia, land, sea, air
you are there
for me
for I believe in
I and you are me
Calling the…. Sun…
flickering flame, warm embrace, shining the bright golden light of the sun Calling the… Moon… grandmother moon, queen of the night, illuminate my heart from the shadow to the new day light Calling the… Stars… ancient ones, sprinkeling bright, weaving the altars with the new threads of this golden light
This time
feeling the thickness of the air
the cells in my body,
and my breath is heavier
charged with ancient stardust
with the imprint, there
with the message, we must
carry all womanhood's fair
before, now, and after,
the wombs and the breasts
and all the burden, and all the suffer,
the pain, the guilt, the worry and all the rest;
for devotion,for biology,
for love, for hate, and now fear
and all that crap, feminist ideology;
the process of disintegration
molding, rotting, now, here,
and through the generations
and in this life of mine, so sweet,
suddenly turned bitter.
Here we meet
And I am not the quitter
We are All Nature
Summer's warm air
And a gentle breeze in my hair;
blooms and seeds,
crunching under my feet,
Watercolour bleeds
Where colours meet.
Blue air light skies
Blue water bright eyes
Shine, sea, sparkle, be mine
Sand, salt, chalk, beach sublime.
Home is here, these shores sing
Waves sweetley lulling and comforting...
Home is here
Peace is here
(Susannah)
I no longer fear the unknown
Cause I know what I am here for
"In this the sun's high hour it rests
With you to understand these words of wisdom: Surrendered to the beauty of the world,
Be stirred with new-enlivened feeling;
The human I can lose itself
And find itself within the cosmic I."
Rudolf Steiner
To lofty summer heights
The gleaming being of the Sun ascends;Roses, blossoms, the world blooming
bursting, thrusting upwards, outwards
Soul expanding, soul rising
embracing new growth, new beginnings
Spring to Summer, birth and growth
Deepening and strenghtening
Filled with gratitude
The work towards the fruition
Gratitude and immense satisfaction
for the recognition, reinforcing
The joy of being appreciated.
So blessed by all, the new home, the sea,
the land around and near me
the people of this community
The love and the ongoing work
The strong connections
the giving and receiving
the growing and the blossoming
(Susannah)
The beauteous lustre of the world
Compels me from the depth of soul
That I release to cosmic flight
The godly force of my own life:
To leave myself below,
And trusting, seek myself
In cosmic light and cosmic warmth.
(Rudolf Steiner)
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28th May ~ Beach Singing Circle at sunset
Now that my senses are at home
on high I hear my soul re-echo
from her depths
A Fiery message from the gods
‘Welcome the hint;
Seek your own deep relation to spirit
In the spirit’s own foundation”.
~Calendar of the soul verse 13 by Rudolf Steiner
The splendor of Nature's beauty
Lures me out of my soul depths
To liberate for cosmic flight
The divine forces of my own existence.
To abandon myself, yet trusting
And seeking myself alone
In cosmic light, and cosmic warmth
Rudolf Steiner verses
Blissful moments
Time lapse, quiet phase
Cherishing the stillness
In this nourishing solitude
I thrive and I strive
To feel
Alive
Like the New Moon
The air is so still
The sun is setting
The day feels sweet
My bones will rest soon
Blissful moments like this
The seeker, the eager me,
now I see, all in vain;
sweet surrender to the true me,
finding myself, again.
Here I stand, tall and true
on the path I know so well
Meaningful life, see every hue
This is where I like to tell
Of infinite threads woven together,
of stars, and light, of moon and sun,
my journey keeps weaving here and forever
where I ended and where I begun.
My destiny, my karma, my duty and my skill
to follow the whispers of the gentle wind
to love and cherish the gifts of nature, still
to continue to live in peace and offer kind
words of wisdom, songs and prayers
with no regrets and no remorse,
let nature take its course
and always listen to the flowers
Susannah
All of nature begins to whisper its secrets to us through its sounds. Sounds that were previously incomprehensible to our soul now become the meaningful language of nature.
The wishes of the soul are springing,