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MUSINGS

Musings are my poetry, my prayers and the "readings" that come to me when I am in connection with my spirit guides. Below is a collection of my most recent musings... I hope they speak to you. 

Lake

OUR PRAYER

May I be here, Completely here.

May I know that my home is here.

May each day bring the perfect mix of joy and discomfort

May I follow my true heart's guidance,

To discover the deepest purpose of my work, my passion.

The beautiful footprint I leave from my time on this earth.

Let me remember that this moment now,

This breath, this body is here to grow and change.

Show me now how I can be more compassionate, kind and giving to and of myself.

Guide me always towards Unity.  

Show me in my darkness the light of truth.                       

Foggy Forest

LORD

 

Guide my feet to walk where you need me to be

Connect me to the moments where I can be of service

Send me into prayer to surrender ALL to the creator

Fortify me so I remain true, clear and humble

Take my heart for it is yours to fill and mend

Amen

Large Tree

AND SO I PRAY

 

And so I pray

And so I rest

 

Down into the earth

As Angels guard

 

Emotions battle

Then unite

 

Stories unravel

Then reveal

 

The back of me my shell

The belly of me softening

 

One Love dances above

Healing flows below

 

The voice I hear

The voice I must speak aloud

 

And so I pray

And so I rest

Pink Rose

SWEET SISTER SURRENDER

 

Uncertainty lies in the peripheral
Hidden Deep by years of half truths

Sweet sister surrender

Let me fall
 

Lurking conversations

With no business being here

Sweet sister surrender

Soften the landing

Grooves etched deep 

Support the loop of repeat

Sweet sister surrender

Weep with me now

One rose bud dismantled

Permission to heal

Sweet sister surrender

Breath we me now

Sky
Woodland

BLESSED SISTER 

 

Blessed Sister

Look out on the water

Break open one more time

For me because I may not be ready 

 

Blessed Sister

Hear the call of our divinity

Hold me warmly to your chest

Carry me with you as you soar 

 

Blessed Sister we are of one accord.

Prayer, Mantra, Silence & My Love 

 

Love, Sybil

NATURE'S DAY

 

The Sky’s canvas is water

Trees detailed in reality

Blurred in reflection

 

White disguised blue by shadows

White breasted beauty by sunlight

 

Is it what I see?

Or make of this metaphor

Perspectives blur as

Truth becomes more relative

Foreground and background

Reality or illusion

 

My God my insides stir

Awakened by life itself

 

My lord this day is blessing itself

ROOTED

 

Today I stand rooted

I gather myself 

I look around myself

I se upon nature's splendor

Today I stand beautiful

I collect myself

I feel every detail

I know nature's wisdom

Each season my teacher

Today I stand ready

Reaching my limbs to the sky

Digging  my toes into the earth

Sun shining in pools of gratitude

In my own eyes

Together as, one nature and I

We give our thanks

We humbly bow

Aboriginal Culture Show

SLAY ME NOW
 
Take me now
To feel this holiness
This satiated stillness
 
Absolve me now
To see this reverence
This nature’s way
 
Release me now
To sanctify this simplicity
This eternal Grace
 
Slay me now
To forgive the path that strives
To be anything but this
 
Amen
 
Love, Sybil

Sea Turtle

LYING BELOW THE SURFACE 

Below the surface a repression and malaise suffocating and decomposing
 
Out beyond the landscape a desperate and lonely need to know why here why now and for what purpose
 
My beautiful loon glides the surface
Serene melding the elements
Muddy lake bed and sky of the great unknown
 
Sound your call loon
Echo this beauty of self regulation
Audible, palpable, visceral healing of all anxieties and depressions

Snowy Woodland Trees

LYING BELOW THE SURFACE 

Below the surface a repression and malaise suffocating and decomposing
 
Out beyond the landscape a desperate and lonely need to know why here why now and for what purpose
 
My beautiful loon glides the surface
Serene melding the elements
Muddy lake bed and sky of the great unknown
 
Sound your call loon
Echo this beauty of self regulation
Audible, palpable, visceral healing of all anxieties and depressions

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