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Flight Of The Songbird

I was stirred to compose this song by a new internet friend of mine, a beautiful vocalist who has recently awakened to her True Identity, and has been spreading Light and Joy to many who had never been exposed to these concepts before as she helps to facilitate and encourage the Great Shift we are NOW experiencing.  Thank you, A.S., for inspiring me!

bird singing on branch, colorful

Flight Of The Songbird

She hides among the leaves

Of the Tree of Life, so bright . . .

Little Wing, she ventures only

To echo others’ creations, in the dark of the night

One time she was emboldened

She risked it all, what a sight . . .

Burst out from her shielded depths

An explosion of expressions, pristine beauty and light

Oh, in the past, since forever

The darkness ruled the roost

Night and day

But now forever has ended

the roost unmade

 And the songbird – with All of her kind

Is free to spread her translucent wings of Light

And fly far, fly away . . . .

The first time she had dared

Went out on a limb, took a risk

Oh how she sang out!

A fount of joy-burst, heaven’s mist

But it did not end too well

Advantage was taken, her purity dimmed

The veil of leaves and their shadows

Called her back to protect her from sin

(chorus)

The seasons have changed now

The New Spring has arrived

And those who made it through the winter

Most have shifted out of the somber lower vibes

Little Wing can truly FLY now!

Living butterflies, rainbows and fairytale dreams!

Her and ALL her resonant Brethren now soar free

Their Inner Joy expanding limitlessly

Fly far, fly free . . . . .

Songbirds now unite in ecstatic reverie!

Woman with 'wings' on old boat on sandy shore

 

LEAVING DISTRACTIONS BEHIND

LEAVING DISTRACTIONS BEHIND

CNN Presenter

Distractions abound

Both inside and out

Why is it so trying, so hard

To ignore them, opt out?

Bombings, wars and earthquakes

Financial crises and chemtrails

The MSM news outlets

Work to keep us biting our nails

The Masters of Mass Control

They have their hands on the knobs

The arrogance of centuries

Makes them unapproachable SOBs

But they suffer, too!

In their lack of love, and of joy

Their ‘priorities’ blind them

To what many of us now know and enjoy

But Oh! how trying it is

To turn away from their noise

When most people around us

Believe them, but not their own Inner Voice

Our family and friends, too

Though ‘meaning well’ I admit

Try to rein in our Light

Get us our ‘craziness’ to quit

Our libidinal urges as well

Ever powerful, most basic

Tempt us down egoic paths

Those physical pleasures — so magnetic!

The glamorous social life of the ‘hip’

We’ve been carefully programmed to follow

Makes the need to disconnect from ‘the show’

Somewhat bitter to swallow

You see, we’ve all been deceived

By so many distractions

To prevent our longings for Freedom and Love

From getting translated into real-world actions

Like building communities on mutual respect

Unity Consciousness, compassion and caring

Leaving behind separation, competition and greed

Embracing universal abundance, joy and bliss-sharing

I myself still often struggle

As you may have noticed in my blog

It’s not easy to turn away completely

Pull your mud-caked feet out of the bog

I apologize for those lapses

When I drew attention to the negative crap

I was just trying to help more sleeping Souls awaken

From their rather unpleasant duality nap

But look! The New Earth awaits us!

She’s emerging right now!

Just got to ignore those pesky distractions

From both within and without

We have lots of help in this venture

As True Masters abound

For those just waking up to the trickery of ages

Lots of assistance can be easily found

If we hold fast to the Truth,

Our New Reality, Divinity Rising

The distractors can’t sway us

From manifesting NOW the Golden Age of Gaia

So buckle up, people

The Great Transition has begun

As we leave the distractions behind

. . . . And dive into the FUN!

Monks on Roller Coaster

The Nature Of TIME

The Nature Of Time . . . .

 

Every Day. . . . . Nay!

Upon the brow of

Every single fresh, unique MOMENT

Is carried the manifestation

Of a Whole New World . . . !

EARTH from space, sunrise/set over horizon

LIGHTER & BRIGHTER

LIGHTER & BRIGHTER

 

Lighter and brighter grow my days

Raw Joy surges often from deep within

The battles were fierce, the eons of dark

Now the cycle has ended – the New Dawn begins

 

The tattered, dissolving fabric

Of the Illusion we all lived

Is finally revealing the hidden truth

Even to those who have refused to give

 

The Lighted words, the soft bright voices

Of those who have struggled to express

The real and, well, ‘unpleasant’ facts of our Matrix. . . .

Our true history reveals itself, nothing less

 

Each new day I rise I can’t avoid

Feeling slightly better — my Inner Light I can’t hide

Tho some days it’s still hard, I can’t deny

Achieving direct access to the Other Side

 

But the Veil is lifting, and oh so fast!

With its holes, splitting seams and deliberate rips

The Light of Eternal Day shines through the fog

My tired heart leaps high with even the briefest glimpse

 

The task is done, a successful mission

We can now let go of the past, the hard toil and strife

‘Build the New Earth!’ is our new call to arms

Enthusiastic once again, we reclaim our Truth, our Love. . .

And our glorious New Life!

 

Atlantean-Classic Monument on island in space w ship

Sunset, person spreading arms, FREEDOM and JOY

 

LIGHT & CLEAR

Light & Clear

 

These bright days I wake refreshed, with Love and with Light

Gratitude fills my heart; I rise with clear sight

No more is it hard, the tedious day for to face

The morrow breaks with such glee — Oh what a difference Higher Love makes!

 

Those goals we were given I’ve left far behind, no mind

Plus aches and sharp pains, and most thoughts un-Divine

My body bursts with joy and vigor, never feels sore

Begs to run, leap, and play — and much, O much more!

 

Many may choose to judge me as cocky or vain

Say I’ve changed ‘way too much’, gone quite insane

But this is fundamentally false — the opposite is more true

Just trust in The Flow, love your Self, friends, and manifest the same for you!

 

It is not my own fault, those who choose not to listen

It is not my own fault, what the masses are missing

The sages of ages have to us begged and implored

The paths to Nirvana and Freedom were not well hidden — just ignored

 

I do not apologize for heeding their advice

Putting into hard practice, their suggestions so wise

Intuition and pure logic have been my best guides

Leading to fun, joy and laughter that often split my thin sides!

 

The trek was not easy, often knocked my arse down

Greater challenge in life I doubt can be found

But the time, yes! had come to undo what we’d wrought

Transcend the old battles (inside and out) we have ALL valiantly fought

 

Decades of toil, trials and deep strife

Attempted to break me, put me out of the fight

But deep down in my Core I just knew what was needed

The incessant ‘advice’ of my ego (and others’) I’m VERY glad was not heeded

 

My mission completed, I AM quite relieved

The dam has been broken, the dike finally breached

Now the real facts of our past, and the Love that rings true

Will flood the mass consciousness, and not be hoarded by few

 

I wish you all well with your decisions these days

I humbly urge you to seek clarity, dispel the dark’s fear-induced haze

It shall all be transparent, the new world of the future

No more lies, tricks or violence can our peace further butcher

 

Those who choose to evolve shall be guided back Home

The Narrow Path must be tread by each human alone

But much aid and support is being proffered, I know

In this historical epoch, no (wo)man is an island — together we glow!

 

So please take the kind offers that may come your way

Via family, friends or even strangers, local folk or beings from ‘far away’

You need not go it solo now, nor a bold trailblazer be

The Company of Heaven is here to assist — for those with eyes to see

 

I may keep in touch here and there, not lose contact just yet

There’s lots more to do soon, like clean up the set

Of our eons of theater on this Jewel of the Cosmos

Help Gaia create the New Eden, fulfill ancient promises

 

It’s been quite the fun ride, this wild jaunt through duality

I’ve had incredible times — such extremes in this reality!

But I’m stoked to move on, get back to our Home

Where we’ll meet up again — I hope with most (not just some). . . . .

 

AT HEAVEN’S GATE

At Heaven’s Gate

Most have heard the sage advice
From a pulpit or elder wise:
‘Never hide your Inner Light
Under a bushel’

But in this world today
Where our most evolved are called insane
To shine your Brightness out in public
Can cause a tussle

In maintaining the agenda
Of keeping our perceptions well upended
We have been taught that free expression
Is a sin

The exposure of the lies
Of those who profit from downcast eyes
May create a whole new game
‘They’ cannot win

Our common root can here be found
For daily angst, despondence profound
It is now becoming clear
Our ancient plight

We chose to leave our One True Home
Venture off all on our own
And along the way of our True Nature
We just lost sight

But beside the point that all is really
The time has come for massive healing
We must mature back to our place
Within the Light

As we close that brutal cycle
Drag our exhausted bodies the last mile
Some can glimpse the Higher Joy
That for us waits

The bit of sadness we still feel
That we could never quite conceal
Is quickly fading, giving way
To ecstatic states

We can soon return to fun
To what has been our truest song
To dream great dreams of Love
And to create

The circle is complete
The cycle ends, our souls replete
As we like children fuss and fidget
At Heaven’s Gate

The Morrow Brings The Light

THE MORROW BRINGS THE LIGHT

The Morrow brings the Light

A new Perspective on our Plight

As we bob and weave our Way along the Path

 

Thank the Source I was rarely hit

With the existential bottomless Pit

Born of Belief that we are naught but Dust

 

I never felt such abject Fright

O the Fury! the Hell! the unhindered Spite!

Till I scorned, my Friends, a woman’s Lust

 

Of being loose and merry, Wow!

That Part I’ve played, O yes, and how!

When I lived that old Credo ‘I’d rather burn out, than rust!’

 

I’ve ridden many a tall ocean Wave

To Heights of Ecstasy! And almost to my Grave . . . .

Tapping into a Flow that only raw Nature proffers

 

Gold and Silver have been mine, no jest!

But Lady Poverty also, the unwelcome Guest

Learning that One IS (I AM) – no matter the State of one’s Coffers

 

The Journey has been long

Full of Heartbreak, Adventure, and Song

While we Lost Ones played fitfully in the Clay

 

Much Wisdom have we garnished

Our Souls cleansed, sanded, and varnished

As our Sojourn led us on to the fore-destined brand new Day

 

Time now to set aside our Bother

Prepare the Farewell Feast, our Departure

To a new Way of Being; our final Liberation’s coming fast!

 

The Morrow brings the Light

A new Perspective on our Plight

As we dance and sing our Way along the Path

 

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