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The Most Difficult Lesson On The Journey To Wholeness…

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Clouds Over Long Island Sound – Photograph by Toni Roberts

is learning to simply…

BREATHE

BE

LET

LOVE

 

and to let LOVELOVE...

in...as…and through

all that we are

 

when we have mastered that…

we shall have learned…

how to LIVE

 

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Patch The Broken Pieces of Your Life With…

“The Third Eye” – Drawing & Photography by Toni Roberts

 

 LOVE…

 

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Thinking About Love Again Today…

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Skyline: Hutchinson River & Long Island Sound – Photo by Toni Roberts

wondering why our love was not enough to keep

beloved grandson

here

in this

   flesh life

came to the  realization

that human love is simply not enough

to keep the

soul

wedded

to

human flesh

for without that

   Essential Ingredient

that everlasting influx of

   LOVE…

of the

DIVINE KIND…

these flesh suits we wear are merely

empty

sacks

of

meaningless

   protoplasm

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The Weight Of Your Pain…

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

my love for you

permits me to bear

the weight of your

pain

 without being

   crushed…

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Farewell to Ayanna Guyhto…My Beloved Niece…

Yana and bijou 2012They took my beloved Ayanna off of life support today. The body is slowly shutting down. I can no longer say her body because I sense her soul has already returned to the Meeting Place: that SpaceTime wherein we make our plans for the next excursion to flesh bodies

I weep–not for my beloved–for she is free

I weep for myself

For the heavy ache of her absence

I weep for the loss of that bubbly personality…

And the shared jokes that only she and I got

I am already missing the Emails…

And the telephone conversations

In which we dared to reveal to one another

Parts of ourselves ordinarily kept hidden

I miss the easy going intimacy we shared…

And the trust

You hold a piece of my heart baby-girl…

And I will always treasure the part of you

That you left behind…as memories

I will always treasure the uniqueness of the daughter-from-another-mother relationship we shared in this go-round as spirits-in-flesh. And although I so look forward to our reunion on the Other Side, I am in no hurry to leave this crazy Third-Dimension that we both so thoroughly enjoy. I will continue drumming my ass off every Saturday–hoping the reverberations reach all the way to Wherever you are. I will walk my mile a day–take my supplements and eat organic–in the care of this holy temple.  I will continue plunging fully into the exquisite joy of living. I will squeeze every drop of Love that I can–into each day–just as you did–beloved baby-girl–

Niece…daughter of my heart

I bid you adieu, sweet one…A Dios…See ya’…

In Memory of Joseph Koonce…My Ol’ Drumming Buddy…

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Just talked with Y

We cried  together

Our love for Joseph binds us and

Out of that love has been born

A loving connection with each other

That will not fade with the passage of time

We are bound through him

For all Eternity

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My heart is at peace

Despite the great sadness at its center

Deep loss…

My Joseph

Gone from the flesh

We shall meet again

Joseph Koonce and I…

We shall once more

“Hook-up” in the 3-D

In another Time

In another here-now…

To give each other that nudge

or shove, as the case may be

That awakens one from

The Deep Sleep:

From the fascination…mesmerization…

And glamour of  flesh-suits and  Earth life

With all of its glitz, glory, pain, joy and love…

Oh…the intensity…the ecstasy…

of the Love

We shall appear again in each other’s lives

in anther times-pace…another here-now

To press each other forward

along this remarkable journey of

Awakening 

Thank you, Joseph Koonce

My teacher and student

from 1994 to 2013–earth time

I release you back into the Loving Arms of

the Mother 

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Oh…Joe…

Just one last favor?

Now that you’re back with the Source

Or closer to It than I am–

Do you think you can send someone

To fill the hole you just left in

My heart and life?

Watching The River Flow…

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watching the river flow

Another day of

sitting here in my favorite spot…

watching the river flow.

Slowly.

Easily.

Peacefully.

Effortlessly pressing forward

despite the disturbance

less than two minutes ago

caused by

three water scooters racing

along its surface.

I wonder…

had the river not been disturbed by those scooters,

wouldn’t it now be calm? At peace?

Its movement imperceptible to my eyes?

Is what I perceive as a disturbance

as a negative occurrence–

in truth–neither good nor bad

as regards the life of the river?

The boys have had their fun

and the river, now adjusting to the “disturbance”

is slowly falling back into equilibrium…

into its natural rhythm.

The “disturbance” has not in the least

veered the river from its steady course or

made it different from what it is.

And so, I take a lesson this day from the river

and allow  every person, event, experience, emotion and

appearance-of-the-moment

to pass through me as easily

as those  boys passed through the river below…

leaving it ultimately untouched, undisturbed

and pressing ever forward

in an unobstructed flow

towards its destiny.

Ode To The Great Mother On Her Day…

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Sheila-na-gig

Let us make of ourselves

Holy Passageways

From Heaven to Earth

Let us get in harmony

With the flow of Feminine Energy

Mother Energy

Loving

Healing

Energy…

Let us be the salve that heals the

Wounds

of

Humanity

Let the Power of the

Great Mother of all there is

Bring peace and abundant blessings

To all of Her children

Let us honor Her

In all of Her Expressions:

The Oceans…

Rivers…

Mountains and Lakes…

The very Earth:

Gaia Herself

Upon whose Holy Body

We live and feed…

Let us be Her Representatives in the flesh…

Let us all…male and female…

All who profess to honor and love

Our flesh mothers…

Let us so honor the

Mother of Humanity…

The Ancient Mother-Goddess

Who birthed the

Universe Itself

And all of the

Gods

Therein

New Insights On Forgiveness…

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We do not

Cannot

Forgive anyone

In the sense of granting absolution

That is “God‘s” job: to forgive one’s sins against us

To forgive

In any meaningful, realistic sense

Is to release

Oneself from the shackles of

Anger

Rage

Hatred

And other

Life-sapping emotions

That rage within the heart and mind

To forgive

Is to clear oneself…

Body…Mind and Soul...

Making of oneself

A passageway for

Love…

Ever open and receptive

As Life

Pours in…as…through

One’s clear and unsullied being

Into the world

As

Form

Revelation II…

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Sitting here at my window altar

in meditation…

contemplation…

thoughts drifting

in

and

out

of

consciousness:

Fear  is the mind-killer

words of the

Bene Gesserit

from

Frank Herbert’s

Dune

echo in my mind…

and I

apprehend

in

that deep place of vitality

at the center of my being

that there is only love and fear

and by always choosing love over fear

regardless

of

what

appears

before

me

in

the

3-D world

I shall pass unscathed

through all danger…

my inner connection is

my only security…

therein lay my

power

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