Blessings – A Turning Point

How could I not have known how worthy I am of receiving?

How could I not have seen my true light and value?

How could I have spent the last 36 years without constantly honouring and bowing before the divinity that moves through me, that I am?

 

May I remember to bless myself, to love myself, to nurture myself and to honour myself.

May I eat food consciously and with gratitude.

May I stretch my beautiful body and feel the strength and grace in my muscles.

May I thank my mind for all the beautiful thinking it does for me.

May I appreciate my joints for bending and staying healthy and lubricated.

May I honour the tremendous amount of work that my organs, skin and bodily systems complete, without ever taking a break.

May I look at myself in the mirror and know that my body temple is magnificent and that it houses my bright and shiny soul who wants to come out to play and to love and to dance with all of creation.

May I remember to thank my heart, for beating and for leading me into this new territory of being open and vulnerable.

May I celebrate the fierce passion arising within me, the one that makes me feel like I have the power to ignite that same fire within the bellies and hearts of all.

May I honour myself so much that I never once question whether I should be authentic or not.

May my heart be light and may I nourish myself with love, healthy food, prayer, chanting, nature, dance and wonderful company as never before.

May every choice I make and every breath I take be rooted in love and gratitude and reverence for the being that I am.

May I always remember that I am worth it and that it is never a sacrifice to stop and take better care of all of my precious self.

Namaste and Wohoo, all at once : )

 

Note from me: I listened to the Guided Meditation for Conscious Eating from Ramdesh Kaur’s meditation CD called the Body Temple. It opened me up to all the ways that I could and wanted to honour myself more deeply.  It was a deeply transformational experience that led me to hearing the words above in my head.

I see you

Sitting in a dark corner

wishing, hoping, hating.

I see you in the dark.

From where I sit, there

is light all around you,

but you can only see the darkness.

My dear one,

stand up and

step out of the darkness.

With one gentle I love you to your heart,

to your shattered innocence,

it gets easier to stand up.

No more seclusion,

no more punishment and doubt.

Rise up, dear one, rise up

and honour the magnificence that you are.

 

Note from me: my heart gave me these words a few hours after a conversation I had with someone.  I was driving and I felt a lot of pressure in my chest and I realized that I needed to write some words down.  After I wrote them, I felt a lot better and I knew that these words were my heart’s way of sending healing to all those who felt the same as that person I talked to, which is exactly how I used to feel.

Say yes to vulnerability

Say yes to vulnerability.

Say yes to all the ways you thought you shouldn’t be.

Say yes to being honest.

Say yes to admitting you are struggling.

Say yes to choosing love over fear.

Say yes to peace.

Say yes to having your walls knocked down.

Say yes and thank you to the fear  that wants to keep you safe.

Say yes to having your safe-haven opened and exposed.

Say yes to you;

All that is waiting for you is you

and more love than you ever imagined possible.

You are very worthy of saying yes to.

 

-Thanks for reading.  You are worthy.

 

Me – A Poem

In the name of celebrating me and welcoming home all of me, I wrote this poem about myself.  May I remember each day to honour and cherish the one I am, and may this poem inspire you to do the same. 

We are all worthy and we all matter, we just have to remember that no one can make us believe that we are worthy and that we matter, we have to be ready to step into ourselves, one little step at a time, and then we’ll always know our worth. 

Me – A Poem

A golden, elegant light shines brightly.

It calls to others with its brilliance, peace and patience.

It says

There is nothing to fear dear one,

It is safe for you to come home now.

It opens its arms wide and from its heart

Shines a swirling rainbow of shimmering light

And all who see it melt into the tenderness

Of their own hearts and

Remember that they too are brilliant

Beautiful and golden.

 

The light shines from within me.

I see it in the ever increasing softness in my face

In the tender and sweet curves of my body

And in my gentle and caring smile.

My body grows stronger and gentler

From basking in the light of its own soul.

 

I am a woman

I am strength

I am power

I am gentleness

I am the whisper and the yell

I am the waterfall and the beautiful pool at the bottom where the water rests after its tremendous and crashing descent

I am an angel

 

I am the one who holds a lantern and calls to those lost in the pits of despair and hell.

Come follow me, I say.

Come follow me.

I am only going to lead you home to heaven, for it lies within your own heart

And it has been waiting for you all along to turn inward.

I can show you the way, because I know it from having suffered.

Follow me dear one, you are safe now.

 

I am emerging and learning.

I am grace in form.

Namaste.

 

 

 

Hourglass of Humanity

Hourglass of Humanity

To the parts of me that are peeling away and who feel unsafe about where the shedding will take them, I love you.

To the parts of me who feel so broken and unravelling and who don’t know where to go or what to do or how to act, I love you.

To the waves of emotions that wash through me, both gently and with full force, I love you.

I am learning to be the observer of all that happens within me and through me and around me, but the ones who are merging, shedding, peeling away and molting are unsure about how to do this.

Is it me I am feeling or just the waves of emotions that all humans feel?

I do think we are connected through our feelings and through our truest and deepest natures. It’s like we’re an hour glass, collectively and individually, and we feel it when the sand moves from one side to the other, kind of like how humanity is moving from living unconsciously to living more consciously, but the hour glass keeps flipping throughout that evolution, so that we can have the ultimate experience of growth, both personally and collectively.

Today, the hour glass has flipped and I am feeling that despair, that pain, fatigue and exhaustion. By writing this though, I feel better.  The hour glass will tip again and I can watch the grains of sand pouring through me, no matter what they bring along with them to be witnessed, observed and loved.

Peace to you and to all.

Note from me: I wrote this nearly two months ago and it helped me to be more patient, loving and understanding with myself as I was flipping back and forth between feeling blissful and lost. I can sense that I will expand on this topic in the near future as I have more insights from going through this!  May it help you! Namaste!!!

 

Oh my dear precious heart

I asked for words to describe what was going on inside of me this morning and the words below are what came to me.  I recognize that although I often wish I had an instruction manual for what is happening inside of me, that the instructions and guidance is all right there, inside of me, just waiting for me to notice.

Namaste,

Bradlee

 

Oh my dear precious heart

Oh my dear precious heart,

I love you.

Help me put words to these feelings,

these sensations of being dragged down into an abyss of despair.

 

I feel the shell cracking open and it is painful.

I know what is waiting for me underneath and

I am doing the best I can in the meantime to

love the one whose shell is cracking,

whose time is up,

the one who is coming up to be loved

before she dissolves back into infinity

to the heart of the universe,

where she can once again merge with the Totality of the One

who is emerging from underneath the shell.

 

Oh dissolving one, I love you.

I feel you in the tightness of my muscles,

in the pathways of fear that you have weaved

through my lymphatic system,

in the cramping around my heart and the

shifting and rewiring in my brain.

 

I feel like my body and I are getting ready for your Exaltation,

the only thing is I don’t know what to do for you or me in the meantime.

 

The pain is so real and I love you.

The exhaustion is so real and I love you.

The tenderness and weakness that comes in waves

is so real and I love you.

The vulnerability that is pressing to be released is very real

and it is who I truly am, a wide open being with a tender loving heart,

who has no secrets, who is unashamed of her feelings

who is compassionate to herself and others, and

who can be authentic

instead of how she is supposed to be.

 

She is emerging and I feel like I am dying.

Oh precious heart, oh precious one who is dying,

I love you both.

 

Please take charge of my death and emergence dear Lord

and please help it to be gentle and full of opportunities for growth for me.

Please continue to guide me from within and without as I

progress through this experience, all while learning how to take better

care of myself, all of me,

all while having a day job, a wonderful family, and a home.

Show me to bow down so very deeply within me and to have the courage

to love and surrender the one who is dying

so that I may emerge

fully as the grace of God in form.

 

Please help me to allow these changes to take place with as much grace and humility as possible.

Please help me to love the one who is dying,

the one who is hanging on to the need to control, to dominate

and to blame.

 

May this experience teach me to love everything in my experience more deeply than ever

before and may my death and rebirth be a gift to all hearts who have and who will be going

through their own version of this experience.

 

May we all allow the light of our souls to emerge fully.

May we all love and nurture the one

we always thought we were,

the one who is dying,

the one who is reuniting with our

One True and Collective Holy Nature.

Teach Me

I wrote this poem over a year ago now.  It was when I was at the cusp of learning that I wasn’t in charge of my life, that I could turn it over to something different, to God, to the Universe, to the Creator.  I wasn’t sure how to turn my life over, so I wrote this and I liked it.  It helped me to know that I could metaphorically move over, even though I didn’t quite know how, and allow a greater part of me to steer the ship.

Teach Me

Teach me dear Lord how to share my gifts with the world.

Teach me to walk in the light of divinity’s grace so that others walking near me and around me may find the path to the love that they are.

Teach me to spread breadcrumbs and pebbles of light that will shine with your grace so that others may see the shimmer and find it reflecting out of their hearts and their eyes.

Teach me because I don’t know how and I long to share my gifts.

Teach me.

My heart hears your song in the wind.

My hands long to hold the hands of those lost in the darkness;

to whisper to them to follow the path to the light and

to remind them of their own grace,

your grace.

Teach me to love my own heart so that the love overflows and ripples out to all hearts.

Teach me to be kind to myself so that I have more to give others.

Teach me to surrender and bow to the divinity that courses through me.

Teach me to dance in the full spectrum of light that I am.

Teach me to sing to the oceans with my voice and to drum my praise and gratitude.

Teach me to lead when I don’t know the way.

Teach me to relax and have faith in your everlasting presence and love.

Teach me to be a master so that I may dance, sing, love and embrace all that is.

Teach me to become fully integrated, so that I may welcome home all the lost, banished and shamed parts of myself.

Teach me.

May the waters of heaven wash through me and cleanse my body, spirit, mind and soul.

May the waters of heaven wash through the hearts of all.

May we all sing our songs

once again.