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Today’s Prayer:

I Am Mother…Earth…Giver Of Life…I Am Goddess – Artwork & Photography by Toni Roberts

HOLY MOTHER

help me to break the

emotional

psychological

and

cultural

CHAINS THAT BIND ME

help me to stay this course all the way to

FREEDOM...

 

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Prayer to The Holy Mother Which Art in “Heaven…”

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African Prototype of the Virgin Mary with Child – Healing Altars by Toni Roberts – Photograph by Toni Roberts

 

I have so many

human needs

my

    Goddess-Mother-Queen…

I cannot begin to know how to meet them with

human power

alone…

my sole possession

is

this

   faith…

this

   belief…

that there is

   indeed…

a

   YOU

that

   hears my cries

and cares about…

   such a

wretched soul

as I…

 

 I beseech

   YOU…

   Holy Mother of All There Is…

Open the Windows of Heaven and

Pour Down Upon

your

wretched daughter

the

   Promised Blessing

for

I

am

finally

ready

to

   serve

THY

   WILL…

and

 not

   mine…

 

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Today’s Prayer…

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Burning Candle On Orisha Altar – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

plant

YOUR IDEAS

   within my mind…

use me as

   YOUR MOUTHPIECE

and speak

YOUR HEALING WORDS

through my lips…

 

let every action of this body be

INITIATED

by

   YOU…

its

   CREATOR…

 

Ashe!

 

 

 

 

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The Ultimate Prayer:

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Photo by Toni Roberts Central Park, NYC

yes, please

THY WILL

THY WAY

and in

THY TIME

not mine

   Thank You

A Morning Prayer…

Photo by Toni Roberts; Hutchinson River/Long Island Sound

Photo by Toni Roberts; Hutchinson River/Long Island Sound

 

As the fog lifts…

I open myself up in

Complete surrender to

The Nameless One

How would You best use me this day?

Guide me…lead me…place my feet upon the

Path

Which The Messenger hath prepared

Before me

Grant me insight...faithwisdompatience and understanding

Direct my every step

Through this day

And all the days of my life

In and out of

the

flesh

Incoming Thoughts On Becoming Whole…

river at twilight

river at twilight

 

right-doing flows from right-being

sunset

sunset

 

let go…be still…surrender

and thus be made ready for Divine Service

at the appointed time

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sacred space

 

illumination does not come while shopping or bar-b-que-ing

it steals upon one slowly

in the Silence

when one is alone in the dark stillness

of Being

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sunset

 

what is most difficult in this process of becoming whole

is the necessity of surrender

of submitting one’s ego-directed will

to Something that can only be felt…or sensed…

never known in the three-dimensional modes of

touch…sight…hearing...taste or smell

one is, nonetheless, acutely aware of

It…

some  indwelling Thing

that is more true…

more real…

than any thing in the

manifest world

 

“Altared” States Three…

I’m in my space…

in my groove…

how I love this “altared” time

this place

this space

with God…

this sacred time

this looking in

this listening

and watching…

this joy-filled

peaceful

moment of surrender…

of total submission to

whatever IT is

that caused me

into

   being

“Altared” States Two…

message from the grandfathers…

listen

watch

you will know when and how to respond

to what Life presents…

your actions

will flow

smoothly…

naturally…

from the inside out…

without thought from

or judgement by

the

  ego

I’ve Found My Rhythm…

I’ve found my beat

One day out…

The next day in…

One day in the world with its

cares and tears…

The next day…

For me…

My body…my mind…my heart…my soul…

My healing

One hour out followed by one hour in…alone…

quiet…still…connected to

My Source of  being…

One moment out–the next in

One with Life…Self…God

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Like my very breath…

I’ve found my rhythm

I’ve found my beat…

Changing One’s Seat of Response

unrelenting hope…

Changing One’s Seat of Response

How’s that for an unclear, oblique title? Let me elucidate. I awoke this morning in a real “tizzy,” as old-timers used to say. I was “hopping” mad and at the end of my “tether” (why am I using all of these antiquated “Americanisms?”) I’d had it with these Americans and their debt-crisis bull; with the Afghanistan/Pakistan mess; the demonstrations in Israel; the endless starvation and rebel nonsense in Somalia; the Greek debt, the Arab spring and on and on and on! I was pissed with the country, the world and the seemingly stupid, selfish, childish, racist, violent, greedy, un-God/Allah-like humans who inhabit it. I was ready to declare myself dictator of the world so that we could finally get it straight!

Well, I do thank Whatever it is that saves me from myself time and time again, for instead of sitting down at my computer and firing off  an angry “blog,” I decided to return to a book I’ve been—not just reading—but studying for the past month or so: The Rays and The Initiations by Alice A. Bailey. My anger has subsided and I now feel moved to share the following passage with you.

“The conflict in the United States is between a love of freedom which amounts almost to irresponsibility and license, and a growing humanitarian ideology which will result in world service and non-separateness. The rays of energy governing the United States are the 6th Ray of Idealism, which is the energy of the country’s personality and the 2nd Ray of Love-Wisdom, which governs the soul of the country. …an idealism which requires transmuting and changing from idealism intensely preoccupied with the preservation of a high standard of living and physical comfort to an idealistic appreciation of the real spiritual values; these are at present veiled and hidden in the material philosophy of the country. The youthful interpretation of this idealism can be seen in the complete conviction of the American people that everything in the United States is better than anything anywhere else, in its willingness to tell all the world what should or should not be done, in its revolt from all controls, in its unthinking acceptance of any information which falls in with its preconceived ideas and prejudices; the mature aspect of American idealism leads its people to a prompt response to the good, the beautiful and the true, to the expression of an active humanitarianism and an invocative spiritual approach to reality.

            “…It is the idealistic tendency in conflict with pronounced materialistic trends…which will finally evoke the harmony which will liberate the spirit of America, which will reveal to its people that it is one world and which will enable the people of this land to
harmonize with the rest of the world and draw forth the loving response of other nations. It is for this that the men (and women) of good will must work.”
(Parenthesis: mine)

The language may be old and stilted but I do hope you get from it what I did. I am now at peace about my country and the world. I have a deeper understanding and a broader perspective as regards the conflict I see all around me. The planet and its inhabitants are in a state of divine tension from which follows renunciation of and liberation from: the old, no-longer-working-ways-of-being. So instead of sending a message of anger and impatience out into cyberspace, I send my love and understanding, along with the prayer that I may find my unique
role in bringing about peaceful solutions and a sense of our Oneness with each other and with The Great Mystery of this ongoing Creation.

Let us, beginning with me, learn
to…love one another.

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