Well I think it’s time to get ready To realize just what I have found I have lived only half of what I am It’s all clear to me now
My heart is on fire My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
As a meditation (as in Psalms): Imagine being moved to such an extent that you created this song – as a reflection and an offering. Imagine singing it (in spirit) – before God’s presence (where only a few words changed). If so, how far could one be lifted? If so, how far could one be gifted? Sending songs – and receiving songs: Imagine. It was not only then; it can also be now.
And suddenly a voice came from heaven, saying, “This is My beloved Son,
in whom I am well pleased.” Matthew 3:17
“In this manner, therefore, pray:
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not unto temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever and ever. Amen.” Matthew 6: 9-13
And He said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. I will give of the fountain of the water of life freely to him who thirsts.” Revelation 21:6
Love, I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway
(In your eyes) To a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
(In your eyes) Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes, the light, the heat)
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don’t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
And all my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
In your eyes
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway to a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes) Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes
Ain’t no mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
Ain’t no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
With my arms open wide
I threw away my pride
I’ll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life to you
And I, I’ve got a song to sing
Telling the world about the joy you bring
And you gave me a reason for living
And you taught me, you taught me the meaning of giving
In the(opening)woods they found one, and another. Unforgiving landscapes of former trails had left them withdrawn, yet anxious – to awaken (once again). Life, in description of their past, was (partially) possible in terms of anticipating realized dreams. Then, to spite transitory evolutions, they ran through an enveloping forest – into eternal paths of embracing possibilities. Trials of time had judged, ruled, become circular fates, as if it was a natural passing of dates. Yes, theirs, “for [many] a season,” traveled darkly – while Hope, the survival key, lent shelves selfishly. Though separations (directions) had moved them among similar destinies, here, beyond the (fading) trees, they would truly meet.
It was a search (so to speak) for everlasting youth. Following, came mornings of ever-spinning truth. Two drank current instants together — conversed with the sun. And she softly questioned reason: “Of this, what will become?” He answered passionately: “Truth is forever done!” In that presence, Light shone upon reality. Cups filled with wonder; they began to reach. She smiled with the glowing (of their newfound peaks). He listened, soared, and returned – without retreat. A clearing welcomed each dawning; these paths were beyond defeat. Two (who were wandering) grew in acceptance, in fulfillment, of what (more) would (promisingly) be.
Last night was our anniversary, White Wolf.
And, last night you left this world.
It was a “Holy Union,”
Yet certain provisions never unfurled.
You were “My Everything,”
My spiritual wife,
My best friend,
All that was intertwined (and left) in my life.
Our Love will go on, forever –
Though, until I see (and hear) you again,
The eternity promised
Will never be the first day, to begin.
Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich:“Is notable for her visions on the life and passion of Jesus Christ, reputed to be revealed to her by the Blessed Virgin Mary under religious ecstasy.”
~+~ Video is in dedication to Saint Joan of Arc + Lorraine (who should be regarded as a Saint) ~^~
These passages are in love, honor, and memory of Lorraine Travis(with ongoing inspirations). She gave (and shared) some of the Greatest Gifts with me — many of which most would never believe. Respectively, if ever a (second) chance shall be given (with renewed seasons and circumstances), in turn, a sharing as much as possible with the world regarding what wholly debilitating challenges as well as infallible visionary experiencesshe went through is intended. A prayer: If I fail to do the latter, may others, collectively, or someone else, individually, be able to make this come true (in and from the Spirit). 09/23/2016
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“Being Conscious of Miracles Attracts More of Them”:From the heart of the core miracle, through each connected (or lighted) realm, there are both natural and purposely provided paths. In association, our spirits (as guided by exploring/opening minds with pristine callings) have the ability to make these journeys (in truth) – where, beyond our earthly settings, even the physical may follow through.
“‘I saw the Lord always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken. 26 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will live in hope, 27 because you will not abandon me to the grave, nor will you not let your Holy One see me decay. 28 You have made known to me the paths of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence.’
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