Footprints Of Love

 

As my Sovereign Self

I am Choosing to walk in

the World with footprints

of Love; leaving a trail of

Light wherever I may go.

 

Image courtesy of piper60 on Pixabay.

 

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Winter Sky

Birds flit wheel dart dive –
alight on bare branches to
observe the onset
of dusk; waxing moon rises
majestic in winter sky.

January Walk By The River

A whir of wings – ducks
in formation circle; break
the water’s surface
with a gentle “whoosh,” cleaving
v-shaped furrows in their wake.

 

Image courtesy of Free-Photos.

Activating Soul’s Highest Truth

This is something in an entirely new format for me to share.

I have been told that the sharing of activations is going to be a part of my role here, but it took a “nudge” from Archangel Michael today to get me behind the camera recording one.

It’s not that I was unwilling; more waiting for clarity around the right timing.

Well, it seems that today is aligned with Divine perfect timing.

How could it be more fitting?

At a time when all the veils and masks are being removed, I am stepping into more of my authentic Self and greater visibility in my Truth; and simultaneously sharing an activation which supports you in coming into greater alignment with Wholeness and your Soul’s Highest Truth.

I hope you enjoy.

 

I Stand In Awe

I stand in awe
of beauty;

reverent
wonder at

the perfection of..

each tightly-
coiled spiral of
fiddlehead
fern gracing
the forest
floor, lacy tendrils
extending from
its stem,

each crescendoing
wave that ebbs
and swells, a
crest of white
surging towards
the shore –
distinct unto
itself, and yet
undulating with
the pulse of
the entire ocean,

each bird in
flight against
the backdrop
of the ever-
changing sky;
wings cleaving
through air
with beauty,
grace and
purpose,

each glint of
golden sunlight
greeting the
outstretched
open expanse of
water, bestowing
glittering jewels
of light that
shimmer, gleam,
shiver, sheen
where the river
quivers and
breaks
against the
solid
dark gray rocks,

each graceful
arch of green
bowing to the
ground – blades
of grass lined
with beadlets of
morning dew –
globes of light
mirroring the
world around,
heralds of
the day
being born,

each silent
sliver of
moonlight,
a transcendent
beauty all its
own, transforming
the dark velvet
night with its
enigmatic
gleam,

each stroke of
color emblazoned
across the sky,
from fiery sunset
reds and deep
dusky purples to
the subtle
nuances of
light which
herald the
passage from
night to day
as dawn
breaks over
the horizon,

each tiny
seed – minute
as a grain
of sand –
holding within
the blueprint
for life
to grow,

each vibrantly-
hued sun-
drenched
flower, swaying
in the breeze,
turning towards
the light; its gift
of grace and
beauty bestowed
on all without
distinction or
want of anything
in return,

 

I stand in
awe…

Exultant at
the miraculous
ways Life
expresses,

the Grace
and beauty
inherent
in each
of its
expressions,

a never-
ending,
unceasingly
unfolding
ebb and flow,

each – in its singular
perfection – a
portent, pointing
to the beyond,

the
intangible

made manifest

in physical form.

Image credit: Marion Beraudias.

 

Messages of Light No. 2

Image courtesy of Piviso.

Messages of Light No. 1

Image courtesy of Grisielly.