A Child’s Imagination is Precious~ Our Granddaughters Poem.

Most of us who are parents or grandparents think our children are just the best..  Because they are in our eyes. Not all children are so lucky.

I want to share with you  a poem written by our now Eight year old granddaughter who wrote this poem in two sessions as we took her to school and back again. She composed this on the journey to and from school in the back of our car as we travelled.

I thought it so good when she read it out to us when we got back home, I said it would be a great poem to take to school on her show and tell day when they take things to school and speak about them.

As it was scribbled hurriedly in its  composition on the note paper you see below, I asked her if she wanted to re-write it on some better paper and in her neater handwriting.. This she did, and she took that copy to school.

Our Granddaughters Poem first draft she scribbled down above. Then aged 7

Her teacher enjoyed it so much as did the head master, that they asked her to read it in their Assembly on their last day of half term, before Halloween. 

So she read it out to the whole school and said ‘Grandma, I used the microphone, but I rushed saying it, as I wanted to get it over with quickly’.

 

So here is our Granddaughters Poem.. She entitled it

MY FRIEND.

Who’s that I hear you say?

 It’s my imaginary friend

It’s Benge.

He comes when no one is around

When he comes he doesn’t make a sound

When he comes he talks to me

To keep me company.

I like company so does he, when I enter his reality.

We enter worlds of make believe

Of Dragons dens made out of leaves.

We play up high and flap our wings

We soar and roar and all those things.

We swoop on down and land on the ground

Up we rise, up up tall,

We’re standing on the castle wall.

Giants come we grab our weapons

To defend the castle.

Our Castle comes with a bridge door

But in our castle there is something more

What could it be?

Let’s explore

But first look inside the bridge door

We find ourselves on the bedroom floor

And my invisible friend has vanished once more.

By our Granddaughter Aged 7 at writing.

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Imagination is something we should all encourage, it is something to be nurtured.

After all Children grow into Adults..

And I am still Imagining a Brighter Peaceful New World.. 

Together Lets DREAM  And Create the WORLD we want our Children’s Children to Grow in Love within.

Have a Blessed Week.  

True Awakening Stories Part III ~ Puzzle of Life ~Final Pieces.

Barbara over at http://memymagnificentself.com/

has invited others and myself to take part in the continuation of our stories on our Awakening journey. She asks us to tell us where we are right now on our awakening journey.  

The posts of which are linked on Barbara’s Blog post entitled http://memymagnificentself.com/2018/09/17/a-selection-of-true-awakening-stories-part-iii/You can find the ebooks on Barbara’s site or the bottom of my own

Part Three of my Awakening..  Fitting all of the Pieces Together  .

When does our true awakening begin? Looking back over time, there was no flash of inspiration, no NDE (Near Death Experience) that brought me to my awakened self. There was no Light bulb moment where I got some mystical revelation. 

 

We are never truly Complete, until each of those separate pieces wake up and return. Understanding we are all God Parts.

Like most of us who wake up, it can be gradual process, it’s not until you look back at the beauty of this orchestrated life, and see how one thing leads to another, and how people you meet, places you go, all lead you on the path you are meant to be on. Then you can look back and see how far you have come as all of those pieces of the puzzle came together. 

 It shows you how childhood was the learning ground that set you on your emotional journey of discovering yourself. I was lucky… I was guided and listened to my inner promptings …. Many are not. And it shows me again and again how we should all nurture our young children for they carry so much within their emotional bodies for the rest of their lives which shape their thinking and perception of the world about them and their own self-worth.

I don’t wish to repeat what I already shared in parts one and part two of Our Awakening process, for they can be found in Barbara’s eBooks.  But I can pin point a pivotal turning point that allowed me to travel along my own pathway of discoveries.  You know how sometimes, you just know you are being guided, Well that is how this ‘Sign’ jumped up at me, when searching for job vacancies, the advert a Meditation Class just JUMPED off the page. The first of many signs.  And if I had not seen it, I am certain I would not now be on this path. When you begin to wake up, to see how everything is connected you will see an escalation of ‘Signs’ Synchronicities, and you will start to notice numbers that keep repeating, and marvel at how once you open your mind how connected and orchestrated this Universe really is. Because we then begin to see how Thoughts are Energy. 

All seeds emerge from the darkness into the Light.

Where am I now in my awakening experience? Some would say I am deeper down the rabbit hole than ever before. And if I were to tell you of what I have discovered about the world and it’s history along the way many wouldn’t believe me, so I won’t even try..

What is important is your own soul journey, and waking up to all You can be.

The pieces of my puzzle have been coming together all of my life. We experience how the universal plan unfolds for all of us. And it’s only through our choices we live and learn. We were given Free Will after all!…  

Our waking up is not an easy journey, it takes work. It can be a painful process, there will be tears too. Painful memories which we think we have dealt with will often crop up again when you least expect it as something triggers a deeper subconscious memory deep within. Only recently at the beginning of the year, more digging deep  I had to do, as those childhood emotions of unworthiness  I had thought dealt with surfaced yet again. This time I looked at them not from my perspective, but I tried to look at the  reason why I kept hanging onto them.  So I revisited my childhood through my Mother’s perspective. And why she had perhaps not been able to show me and one of my sisters as much affection as she did my other three siblings. And I was able to extend more compassion out to her than before. And this time around I truly believe I forgave her treatment of me. And I was able to hold that inner child to reassure her she was loved by her Mother, but for what ever reasons, her Mother found it hard to give of herself.  

 Flower Petals created this bird each a separate piece to create the whole. Nature continues to create and just BE seeking no praise for doing so. 

It takes courage to dig deep to bring those hidden wounds to the surface. They’re many layers, and often many tears as raw wounds need to be dug out and exposed to the light of day.   

We have to Learn to forgive, and that is not just others, but we need learn to forgive ourselves and the guilt we so easily pile upon ourselves. Sometimes we discover it’s not just the guilt of this one life time. And after experiencing Past life Regression, I learnt I was carrying many things over from one life into the next.

And so it has to be with you, I cannot tell you how to awake, I can only tell you that you have to begin to trust a deeper ‘knowing’ Follow your intuition. Let go of old programming that holds you trapped within this ‘Matrix’. And as you begin to let go of the emotional baggage we carry around with us, you will also discover this world is not all that we have been programmed to believe it is. 

When you wake up you come to look at those who wound you in a different light, as you try to fathom what lessons did we learn and where it shaped our paths to take a different route. Some of our biggest enemies maybe are our greatest friends. As they perhaps agreed to be part of your wake-up call.

Creation is Constantly Evolving

All was meant to be, as I tried to unpick those childhood feelings of unworthiness which hung deep within.. And I would not then have learnt how to move blocked energy or delve into past life regression. Or read the books on Self healing. 

Solving the Puzzle is an ongoing process. We will never truly find all missing pieces, because we are all of us creating new experiences as we grow and evolve.

But to wake up, we don’t all need a spiritual path, we can come from ALL walks of life, From vagrants on the street, to Doctors and Scientists.  No one is higher or lower. We have all come to  Re-Remember who we Are as we raise our vibration and learn that we are Energy Beings,inside our Human shells. 

Each of us are on our own individual journey’s as we wake up to the world around us and as we discover the Universe is far beyond what any imagination could visualise. When you start digging deeper into searching for answers, you begin to uncover for yourselves that you are ALL so much more that we have ever been led to believe.

We are Powerful Eternal Beings who have been held trapped within this dimension for far too long. Held within our perpetual wheels of this merry-go-round. Now is the time to break this cycle. As we let go once and for all of this material realm, as we raise our vibration in love. 

Waking up means you have to be prepared to step out of your box, and you have to be prepared to be able to accept that which you find. For many things will take you outside of your comfort zones.  But you have to search to find yourself and your own answers, for its your journey, your awakening.

We are all hear to remember! That which we know, but which most of us forgot.

 We raise our vibration Through Love.  

To Love ourselves.

I learnt to let go of ALL of that which you think is important.

I Learnt to Let go of the past, the hurt, grief, guilt, judgement and open your heart

I learnt to live with what I have within my grasp right NOW.

We have to stop blaming the past, and try to stop worrying about the future

For the only Moment we live is in this moment of NOW.

And I learnt to embrace the peace and beauty,in the minutest details from micro flowers to ants.

You have to Learn to love that Inner Child again, Laugh, play, and enJOY.  

And as you do, as you let go of thinking that this material world is all that matters

You shed the bonds that have kept us captive via our own ego’s and the deep emotions we have held within us.. A new sense of Freedom suddenly surrounds you. 

We came back to remember, and when we do, when we really remember WHO it is we are, No fear can stop us, for we are Eternal BE-ings of Light.

 
All photos taken by Sue Dreamwalker  ~Flowers and birds are from a Well Dressing. 

 

The Puzzle of Life~ Part Two.

 

Now was the time  the woman needed to share her thoughts. Yet here was her dilemma. How to place all of those pieces that had taken years to gather so that others could make sense of them was almost impossible, unless they too had also been searching and gathering similar pieces to think ‘outside the box’ that so many found themselves encased within.

Some were not even remotely aware there were pieces to find, let alone go searching for them, while others would contentedly sit within their own picture never wanting to create a new landscape of other possibilities 

She knew her own pieces were making sense, but would they make sense to others. She dipped her hand yet again into the pile of scattered thoughts, to reshuffle them and turn them over into view.

She smiled at how the Truth was often held hidden in plain sight and she marvelled at the speed at which those synchronicities had jumped up at her long ago on her journey, nudging her ever forward, confirming she was on the right path.  

The very first piece that jumped out at her was when she was looking for a new job in the 80’s as the stress was getting to her, but instead of finding a new job. An advertisement jumped from the local paper. The print seeming larger than life….

“ MEDITATION CLASS”

are you wishing to de-stress, relax and learn how to meditate?

Then come along to our Meditation Group….

She thought back to that very first piece, it was the one that had started her journey to discover more about who she was and to seek answers to unanswerable questions.

That one piece had opened doors to a new world, as she began to view this world from a different perspective, as she began to see how this world told its stories. And how hidden within them were messages, if one cared to look at the hints which were thrown out. Yet all the while the Truth was distorted.   

It never ceased to amaze her how truth could be found at the core, even if well hidden. From Star Trek,in the God scene, to The Matrix, and our choices, as to which Pill we swallow!  To  Avatar in the scene the tree of voices as we connect with the light which permeates everything.  Even in the successful Cartoon epic of Frozen, as the words of the song Let it Go’ when we allow ourselves to be ourselves as we let go of fear, echoed in her memory. 

Yet she also knew what she had discovered was far from fiction. She was far from being on her own in fitting the pieces together.  For technology was also progressing, playing a vital role in allowing others to gather their own pieces together and connect. A.I. may well be gathering intelligence on the masses for its own ends, but the masses were also gathering their evidence and using their voices to unite.

 More were stirring from their slumbers as they began solving their own puzzles pieces.   And more and more were uniting, unifying, comparing their findings with others, and were beginning to see the larger picture take shape. And it wasn’t always what we had been taught. Uncovering such pieces could be disturbing, because it could shake the very foundations of our beliefs, but the more pieces of the puzzle she gathered. The more it started to make perfect sense.


The woman understood there would also be those who would never entertain sitting around a table, and have the patience to inspect each piece. They were content to sit in the boxes of their limited thoughts.  They wanted only their Piece only, and believed what they had been programmed to believe, for they thought only their piece mattered. So, it was up to others to fit in and around with them.

The woman had worked for many bosses of this nature, they would sit smugly in their office, while others did all the work. Showing little respect for the man-hours it took to build their empires, and they cared little of how each other piece had come to be in their box.

But wasn’t this the way of Life? As she thought of the Hierarchy at the top of their pyramids! They cared little for those who slaved away, so long as they reaped in their profits, they cared little as to how each struggled to maintain themselves.

And when those little pieces became self-assured and it looked as if their Lights were beginning to break through, as they united together to protest at their conditions or others well-being, suddenly new fears were created.

But Darkness, is only the lack of Knowledge, Light is knowledge,

Seeds, like the seeds she planted, needed darkness to grow.

Humanity she saw was pushing its way through the darkness into the light through knowledge..

And more and more were now coming to understand the way of the world and how Fear controlled. 

Fear kept Humanity enslaved.  The woman thought back throughout history, it shows us when we build, work hard and think things are going smoothly, something comes along to shock us, knock us back, and in one fell swoop economies could come crashing down, Wars would begin, just as people were beginning to climb back up, stock markets would crash. And people believed all were unavoidable.. But the woman had discovered how these pieces were especially contrived to create turmoil and chaos within the mass’s. Nothing was by chance.. 

And all the while those at the top of their pyramids would prosper rake in their rewards, the little people had the lid closed firmly down on them as they were kept in their boxes.  They were the ones who went to war, who came back disabled and shell shocked.  While others sat in their ivory towers pressing their buttons.  One only had to look at the repetitive cycles, of the past to see History is cyclic to view Historic events throughout the world repeat at various intervals.

The question is, are we going to allow those same mistakes of the past?

 Are we brave enough to envision a New Earth, one of Peace and Co-operation?

Or are we going to allow Fear to rule?

The Media of News, Films, and advertising is used as a tool to constantly mind control.So that we begin to believe this world is darker than dark, and as we do, we slowly let go of vital pieces of ourselves. While companies pile on more pressures to the workforce, cutting people for more profit, we find ourselves crumbling under pressure. The woman had experienced first hand, that crumbling, and taking those prescribed little pills she thought would aid her depression..

It happens in our education system too. Pile on the pressure to our young children, some schools, not all, agenda’s are mainly about Statistics, good grades, as schools promote themselves in Ofsted’s Marking system in Schools. Is it any wonder that in the UK the number of children prescribed  anti-depression drugs has increased by 50% in the last seven years according to the World Health Organisation!.

So we turn to what we think are creative games…. Alternative escapism, and its all part of the ‘grand design’, as smart phones are used as another tool to de-sensitise the mind. As its jingles and tones pings your brain, with its gambling additives, You WIN! Free Game, sprats to catch a mackerel!  or Zap! your dead, Game Over!!  all alter our senses.

We are unaware Vibration is altering our Psych, while computer games and films teach us Killing and torture is normal.  And people no longer seem to care or feel disturbed by it, because its being streamed into our lives, into our very homes.

So, as we join the herd mentality, many now are throwing in the towel. They want to escape, but don’t understand what it is they are escaping from. They just feel out of place, and so is it any wonder suicides are on the increase. Because to be different means you get singled out and labelled.  We so easily point the finger and label, So, we conform and we no longer think for ourselves, because we have Alexa and Cortana to think for us.

But the woman knew this was all part of the Illusion, The Grand Deception. This was what we were all of us creating within our reality. If one believed this was real!

But what was real, and what of other realities, and other dimensions, how did these pieces fit?

Garden of Life!

I hope you have all had a wonderful Easter Break.

May I just thank all who are my regular readers here for all of your wonderful contributions to comments I appreciate you all. Also may I say welcome to all new followers  which have been many who have joined this year. I hope you enjoy browsing and reading.

Over the Easter weekend, we have spent many hours in our garden, planting seeds and weeding out.. So time for writing a new post has been limited.. So looking for inspiration I looked through my WP archives and came upon this aptly named post. Which I will re-schedule and post again .. Enjoy..

 

 Today I was reminded once again about Seeds, as I was updating and deleting many of my  Old Word Documents today I came across this piece I wrote back in 2007. And as nothing is ever by Chance!  It was part of a post I did on a forum. It didn’t have a title and I can’t even remember if I posted it .. But I will give it a title today..

Scattered Seeds of Thought.

Are we not all seeds? Have we not all been scattered?

Some may have fallen upon what is termed ‘the good earth’.

Whereby some may feel they have had all the benefits of a rich material upbringing.

Some seeds scattered may have felt they missed the ploughed furrow, the less fortunate circumstances,  but have still had a good foundation in which to grow.

And others have fallen upon the rocky edges where they have struggled to extend their roots to draw upon the nourishment and courage to grow, and have shriveled in their insecurities.

While others get entangled within the weeds, as they flounder, seeking to find themselves but being overshadowed by others until the wheat is no longer recognizable.

We may feel that it is the farmer’s hand of fate which determines where we shall fall?

But does not every seed have within it the same potential of growth?

Does not each seed no matter upon which ground it falls extends its roots downward searching for that nourishment which to feed from?

Does it still not lift its head and bend searching for the light?

Each of us has that potential to grow to bloom no matter what path we find ourselves upon.

I have witnessed many beautiful flowers that have fallen into crevices upon my concrete pathway, which I have marveled that they have taken root and bloomed.

And I have often wondered at the strength of the weed, as I have seen the dandelions push there way through solid tarmac growing healthily and strong.

And I have planted many a good plant in good fertile earth, fed and fussed over it, only to have it wilt and die

We have many fertile fields awaiting us. And that there are millions of different seeds we can sow.

But we must bring to our attention to the seed within, the strength we need to find starts within that centre of our Being.

To unfold ourselves to the warmth of the sun

We need to reach forever upward to allow ourselves to absorb that life giving

‘Light’.

It is only ourselves that give us Labels. It is only ourselves who determines what is a weed and what is a flower..

Within Our Earth Mothers Garden we are all equal in beauty all of us grow from the same beginnings.. We each of us start life as  a seed..

The Harvest of Life is  soon about to show us 

What we Sow, so shall we Reap..

May we Keep Planting LOVE, HARMONY and PEACE. 

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012 -2017All rights reserved.

Ravens and Dragons

Two souls within a crowded city, sit and ponder to unfurl 

The way of people who rush around, in illusionary worlds.

Dreamers of another age, they sit on bench, in vision engage   

Invisible to all who walk on by, their minds within another age.

~~

An age of Knights, and Ravens wings, when crest of honour were true

Finding lodgings now in a world of  make, mend, and do.

Wandering hearts and friends for life, whose blankets are the stars

No one stopping to ask how deeply go their scars.

~~

A life of walking through concrete and glass, they escape all that  the world enslaves

A Camelot Castle in cardboard built, to shelter in Merlin’s Cave

Their quest to venture and wander, in a land that never sleeps

Did it ever occur, just how many more have wandering feet?

~~

In a world of Progress, as the Earth cries her many showers

In a world of unseeing eyes, in their high raised towers

The two on bench, oblivious to all,  look above city blocks

As  the Raven Crows and  arches, as Beyond this realm they look

~~

Heaven smiles down, never missing a beat

As a Rainbow lake descends right before their seat

No crock of Gold, except for in hearts Raven’s Song

A Standard flying, showing  where the Rainbows Warriors Belong.

~~

Musing  in a world of both present and past

No longer  held prisoner within  high walls of glass

Dragons return no longer slain, fly  high in their new formed freedom

As two dreamers Dream, creating their own Magical Kingdom

The two images were a creation using PowerPoint to add the silhouettes and alter the the images digitally, A first for me.

©   Sue Dreamwalker 2017

The above poem  I wrote is an introduction to GallyBloggers~ Scarecrows One and All.

Some of my blogging friends already know Dewin. He introduced me to this collaboration of Raven’s 12 of which he is part. 

GallyBloggers shares poems and thoughts written and shared on this site by the homeless upon the streets of the UK.

A plight so many are finding themselves in more and more on many shores around the globe. 

Please be enthralled, enchanted and motivated, by the poetry written upon their blog. As I hope you go and support them .. None of us ever know when we ourselves will face Crisis in our lives .

 Homelessness is on the increase, and within our own town I see many who are living on the streets.. So next time you pass by a homeless person, please do not just look the other way.. Each has a story, and there but for the Grace of our circumstances, we could all find ourselves in Crisis and Homeless.

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Love and Blessings 

~Sue~

The Messenger ~ And Thank You To ALL.

My Dear and lovely friends,

Thank you all so very much for your kind well wishes. Your energy and healing thoughts have been deeply felt and appreciated I can not begin to tell you how uplifting your messages have been..

I will in a little while get back to each and everyone of you individually who have commented here. And thank you to all who have pressed like..  In the mean time I am still a little out of sorts, but I am listening intently to the Messenger within.

I have been using my time to write within my journal. Paint and get back to writing poetry and of course walking  out in nature.  I have come to another pivotal point in my journey as my energy field has taken another shift as I move and clear out more emotional baggage which the passing of my Uncle triggered.  His passing opened up yet more emotional doors I had previously thought I had walked through and shut behind me …The Universe obviously thinks I need to walk deeper down some of those corridors, so I have dug deeper into bringing these emotions  into the Light with the help also of my amazing acupuncturist therapist who has been working on my emotional centre.

I will share another poem I wrote yesterday as I tried to explain my emotional journey. I also want to  share a beautiful video which is the creation of a painting in speed time, by the wonderful artist Akiane. Please watch in Full Screen to get the best effect.. 

Her painting so spoke to me as its title also ‘The Messenger’ portrayed how we are searching as we let go of that which we created as each are led to the light. We then  find our way out of the darkened caves of our minds if we stay true to ourselves….And allow ourselves to be guided to the Light which awaits us all.. 

The Messenger Within

Many things act as triggers that occur over time

And it’s hard to condense feelings within this rhyme

The process is different within all of our experiences

When Humanity is changing, and altering in frequencies

~~

Over time we create change through the frequency of Love

You start in your own bubble, as you reach out and above

Those vibrations which are dense on our old physical plane

As Humanity returns to its Christ Consciousness Again

~~

Old aspects of ourselves will be reviewed and then released

These shedding of layers and letting go, never seem to cease

They leave us exhausted as our emotions intensify

The Alchemy is heightened, as our Planets align up high

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We look back in memory, observing and letting go

Remembering our Etheric Blueprint in our Light Activating Show

That which you want to know is held deep, deep within

Allowing ancient memories to resurface as the veils begin to thin

~~

The Messenger arrived before whose healing love was spread

We resisted in our separation we hold within our head

This template is now being wiped, as we activate as ONE

Our reality dissolving, Our Sacred Passage has begun.

© 2016 Sue Dreamwalker

 

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

Knitting Project~ Life Lessons..

Remember the knitting project I told you about?

I knitted away happily following the pattern which I had adapted slightly..  The back first then fronts and sleeves. Dipping into the separate balls of yarn which came within the same batch lot of dye lot number in one large bag.  And as you knitter’s and those who crochet know, along with those of us who decorate and choose our wall paper, we need to ensure the dye-lot numbers are the same, or shading can take place. And my choice of Pink glitter wool was all the same batch number it was in the same bag.. 

Most rainy afternoons as the light began to fail I would knit happily away long into the evenings, often by lamp light each stitch lovingly placed from one needle to the next.

Everything progressing nicely along. All the panels knitted, I then start the rib to sew it all in place to the front panels.. I join the shoulders and knitted the collar edging and that was sewn in place around the neck..   And  I think  nearly there now, nearly finished as I put it down for the evening. 

The next morning the Sunlight is bright so I  and sit near the patio door as I happily threaded my yarn in the needle to sew up the side panels..  I thought I would admire my handy work as I laid it over my knee..

It was then my stomach plunged .. No way… as I looked at my masterpiece. One panel on the front  had  changed shade at yoke level.. I dove into my knitting bag pulling out the remaining yarn and pulling out to the paper sleeves which the yarn have been encased in..  Yes each number matched.. Yet all the remaining yarn was a darker shade..  Then I remembered I had changed my yarn ball as it had run out at that point. So it appears the yarn was not bagged correctly in a batch, that is the only conclusion as the back and front panels up to that point had been lighter.

But it’s no use pointing blame. A solution had to be found.. I didn’t have enough yarn left to redo both fronts, So how to make it match?..

Well there was only one thing I could think of; I would have to unpick the collar edging and the front panel rib of the side that was the same colour and unpick the rows back until it measured the same as the other side front where the shading had occurred and re-join the yarn there so both yolks matched in shade from the same point.  

So below is the result.. You can see the shade change at the yoke.. And  why did my knitting remind me of life lessons..

You can clearly see the yoke change of colour which I had to match up after unpicking

You can clearly see the yoke change of colour which I had to match up after unpicking

Well sometimes we work away not really taking notice of things until they go wrong.. And it’s no good us jumping up in arms shouting and apportioning blame. What’s done is done..

We have to find solutions to problems and work our way through them.. And yes sometimes it may seem like we are working backwards as we undo what work has already been done. But sometimes it’s necessary in order to find balance..

If we want things to be right sometimes we have to learn from our mistakes and without our mistakes we would never learn.

 Wishing you all a beautiful weekend 

~Sue~

Sacred Jewels

Rainbow Angel.. Some of my more abstract art

Rainbow Angel.. Some of my more abstract art

 

Sacred Jewels

Tell me as I sit here and ponder life’s rules

What is the most sacred of precious jewels?

Which gem of green, yellow and red?

Would you chose to adorn your head

 diamond-heart

Would it be Ruby- rich and deep?

Or maybe its Topaz yellow you seek

Emeralds and diamonds sparkling lure

Or could it be gold of carat pure

 diamond-heart

Treasures of wealth mankind doth chase

Trampling over each other –a greedy race

To line one’s pocket with all his fill

He borrows and steals and some even kill

 diamond-heart

All of the plunder of Earthly Treasure

So some can sit and lap up their pleasure

Tell me as I sit here and ponder life’s rules

What is the most sacred of precious jewels?

 diamond-heart

Could it be the Cry of a new babe born?

Or maybe it’s the sunrise of tomorrows new dawn

What if the rules were about to be re-written

Whereby all the things man thought important in life

Were swept aside,

Gone

What Strife!

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What if tomorrow all you had were gone?

Tell me, how would you feel?

What’s to be done?

I will show you how that must feel

Come with me to the African Fields!!

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So tell me as you ponder life’s rules

What is the most sacred of precious jewels?

©  Sue Dreamwalker 2011- 2016 All rights reserved.

Have a wonderful Weekend Every One

~Sue~

 

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Each of us, carries within us the capacity to change the world in small ways for better or worse. Everything we do and think affects the people in our lives, and their reactions in turn affect others As the effect of a seemingly insignificant word passes from person to person, its impact grows and can become a source of great joy, inspiration, anxiety, or pain. Your thoughts and actions are like stones dropped into still waters, causing ripples to spread and expand as they move outward.. I hope that I can send a few ripples out via the web of life, as we each of us weave the threads together... Welcome to my Sanctuary of Peace and Love... May we each spread our Lights around our World....Sue Dreamwalker

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