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Today My Only Prayer Is…

A Gathering Of Spirit-Power – Collage/Photography by Toni Roberts

YES

YES…to LIFE

YES…to the Innate Intelligence within me…

YES…to that which knows the wherewhy...howwhen…and with whom of my Being

YES..to that which knows why I am here in this flesh body…knows my very raison d’etre…my purpose in Being

YESYESYES…to the Sacred Mystery that moves inas…and through all that I thinksaydo…and am

Today I shout YESYES...YES

To LIFE

Toni Roberts

 

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Sh*t Happens…

The Third Eye – Pencil Drawing/Photography – Toni Roberts

Things change…

Life shifts…

Sh*t happens…

 

CHANGE

Is the nature of this BEING HUMAN

On PLANET EARTH...

Toni Roberts

 

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My Path…

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Night Prayers – Altar Arrangement and Photography by Toni Roberts

unfolds before me as I place one foot before the other

This Season Of Christ…

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Isis With Baby Horus – Yemaya and Mary – Altar Arrangement and Photograph by Toni Roberts

Our conquerors taught us that there is nothing sacred in the stars or in the moon…that there is no magic in a singing brook or roaring ocean…no great mysteries in all the changing seasons…not in the glorious, bursting colors of fall…or in the holy silence of a snowy winter day

Our conquerors destroyed our connection with the Mother…taught us to feel shame at our love for HER

Our conquerors replaced IsisOsiris and Horus with a tale about MaryJoseph…and Jesus…their male child…who so resembled our conquerors…

They told us that this Jesus was a “mangod…” to be obeyed and worshipped…

And more than two thousand years later…like obedient children…we still bend our knees in prayer and worship before Jesus the “mangod…” of our conquerors…of those who tortured and murdered our forefathers…raped our foremothers…destroyed our ancient civilizations…stole our gold…silver…and diamond-filled lands…ripping us from our natural and holy way of life…into enslavement

And yet…more than two thousand years later…we continue to repeat the fable…the myth we were taught by our conquerors…

We continue to pray to…and worship his “mangod…”

Who have we become…?

More than two thousand years later…?

We…First Humans of planet earth

Who are we now…? In this new world…?

One created by our conquerors…?

Let us ponder this…this Christmas season…

This season of the “mangod…”

The Christ…

Of our conquerors

 

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The Highest Form Of Doing…

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Altar Arrangement and Photograph by Toni Roberts

is being who you are…

 

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Today’s Prayer…

 

In Contemplation of Goddess-Hood – Artwork and Photography by Toni Roberts

MOST HOLY DIVINE MOTHER

of

ALL LIFE

may

YOU

be the

THOUGHTS

of this

MIND

the

WORDS

of these

LIPS

the

ACTIONS

of this

BODY

let

  THY WILL

and not

MINE

be done

inas...through

ALL

that

I

  AM

 

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To “Let Go…

A Gathering Of Spirit Power – Artwork & Photography by Toni Roberts

and

LETGOD‘…”

is

the

most

difficult

thing

to

do..

and yet…

it is the

only

means of achieving

AUTHENTIC FREEDOM

in

an

UNFREE

WORLD

 

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Was This Not…

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Rainy Day Altar – Photo by Toni Roberts

an even more delicious day

   than the sunshine and calm blue skies of yesterday?

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Indoors On A Rainy Day – Photo by Toni Roberts

this

glorious

today

with

noisy splatters of raindrops

and

boisterous winds

intruding upon the

SILENCE

of  my

   SACRED SPACE

blow!

Oya

clear away the debris that clogs the mind and soul

whip up the waters!

cleanse this vessel!

ready it for the

Holy Work

   for which the Soul has come

The Battles Belong to God…

These earthly battles, indeed, belong to to God: that Holy Presence that has taken up residence in my third and fourth CHAKRAS

that Intelligence with which I communicate in these sacred moments

that mysterious Force that draws me here to this holy spot

above my beloved river

today swollen and

windblown

my river…

Mother God waging Battle

for the survival of Her children:

all the two and four-legged creatures

all those who crawl or grow

along the Body of Her

Sister:

Gaia

Rolling waters

hurried along by the wind…

not wise to tarry in danger

and there is much danger

all around…

it comes by air

by water

by sight and sound…

visions of madness upon the land…

humanity gone berserk

lost in the lunacy of

their own imaginings…

killer cruelty ruling the earth…

a million lives taken…

a noble mountain leveled…

all the same…

I watch from my perch

high above the rapidly rolling

river

listening to words of

Truth

that flow from That Which Has Taken Up Residence in my

heart and solar plexus…

and then I know…

all is just as it must be…

and so, I kick back

and I am at peace once more…

in Love

at-one with my world…

I can leave the battles to God…

Reflections…

reflections...

I am the Yielding

K’unYin…water…

Receptive Darkness of Being

the Feminine Aspect of this

Holy Collaboration…

I obey…

I follow…

I open and receive the

LIGHT

light and dark...yang and yin...the holy marriage...

I release the whole fantasy of what it means to be a human on planet earth

I let go of the dream of human power

I release my illusions and delusions about reality

and turn over the reins of this life to

Whatever the Source is from Which

my being flows…

I surrender

And in this Holy Surrender

the sun blazes…

My life unfolds…effortlessly

Peace…joy…comfort and immediate answers

to mind-numbing

energy-depleting

challenges

make themselves apparent

magic...

The living of life becomes magical

no struggle…no fight…

no pushing against the forces of Creation

Resolutions unfold like the petals of a rose…

The solution is contained within the very same seed

that houses the obstacle…

Like the rose and its thorns…


Holy Voodoo...

Reality shifts…

Understanding and Clarity take hold…

the world you’ve been conditioned into believing real

the one in which the ego believes itself the source of  power

gives way to the Invisible Realm

to that elusive realm of Spirit…that place of Holy Voodoo…

And life becomes a reflection of

the Inner Fire

that brilliant ray of Inner Light and Love that is

Creation Itself…

And you begin to know yourself as a channel…

clear and  unsullied through which

Creationcreates

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