Passages of Love

November 28, 2017

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

Shored Returns +
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

John 15:13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

1 Corinthians 13:13 But now these three things abide: faith, hope, love; but the greatest of these is love.


Paths, Woods, and Harps

September 14, 2013

In the Woods

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  Unforgiving landscapes of former trails had left them withdrawn, yet anxious – to awaken (once again).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.

My Lorraine; My Everything

(<Y>)

Paths, Moons, and Harps +

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.

05/01/2011

Anna Katharina Emmerick_saint_visionary

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.”

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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 experiences she 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.

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To my love, my “Joan of Arc”:
At pristine times, you were a messenger –
of the greatest “Glimpse[s].”
At present times, we are continued –
among the messages.
07/2012 + 11/2016

Lorraine -Rosed Hands +
(Still Waiting, Emmit.)
Made In Heaven - Again

 Sent by Lorraine (after breaking through with Light) on 2/11/2017:


In Your Hands ~^~

August 8, 2013
Anna Katharina

~^~ In Memory: Anna Katharina + Lorraine ~^~

“A Father’s Love Letter”

Trinity Spans

Trinity Spans

Good Fights

Good Fights

Ys to Eyes

Ys to Eyes

Acts 2:25-28

25 David said about him:

“‘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.’

Imagine

Vision

Rain


Imagine: A Key

June 29, 2013

Imagination – as a Key?

Why is it so uniquely essential?  How could it unlock limits, where pathways to (and of) Truth might be experienced as realities?

Imagine Jesus Christ in the present realm/day (infallibly) talking
with you, while reflecting on and corresponding the past:

“I would do it again, if necessary – because I Love you all so much.” 

Triads of One

Triads of One

Why not?

Ruins of Balance

Balance

A first step: Desire.  A next: to Believe (at least in possibilities).
Then, through [en]visioning, where can one reach?

>> Floods and Rains>

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In Memory: Y – When – and Again

February 6, 2013

“And you will never have to worry.”  “What’s worry?”  “See.”

White Rambo and Y
Y and When

In Memory: “White Rambo, Yes and Y”

Changing Seasons: Ring Them Bells

Awakenings: I Remember You

The Other “Little Ones”

“…God Knows…”

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