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In The Spirit

Spirit Led, Spirit Fed; Love Drops from the Heart of God!

I Am Finally Becoming Who I Really Am

The gift of Love from another awakens us to recognize the gift of Love that has always lived in our own hearts.

It is said that when people love deeply they are love-sick.  Not so.  In truth they are Love-healed and thus they Love well.

When eyes of true love meet eyes of true Love, a lightening bolt is generated that flashes into the heart and electrifies the soul.

I never realized how empty my heart was until I touched your Love and found how full a heart can be.

I was operating with a weak battery; then I touched Love and found that I was plugged into the Source.

My heart was Cupid's Arrow seeking a target; it needed to land somewhere to find a home.  Then it found Love.

-Carloyn Crane

O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you!  You have not known What you are.  You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.  The mockeries are not you; Underneath them and within them I see you lurk, whoever you are, claim your own.

From Walt Whitman's Poem, "To You"

You Are Never Alone

There is a private pathway on which

Only we can walk,

There is lonely valley where we alone

Can talk

To our Maker and our Savior, the

God above so high,

Who designs our pathway and the bed

On which we lie.

Hold fast to God, your Master,

Hold His hand, He'll show the way,

For the pathway is wide open,

To follow every day.

Do not fear the lonely journey,

For you are not alone,

The center of your being

Belongs to you and God alone.

Rejoice when you have the courage

To take that lonley stand.

Yes, God is ever with you,

Just reach out and take His hand.

-Edna Louise Gilbert

This poem was given to Carolyn when she needed healing

The only "ownership" we truly have is the part of God that God has given to me as me.

The Guru/Teacher must be the Light for many.  It becomes a love affair as we enjoy/experience our own ray of the light.

When I look into the eyes of love, the intensity is such that bands of angels must surley come to watch the "Light Show".

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet; Life by any other nae would still be God; Love by any other name will always be you.

INFINITY

Infinity breathes strong in me;

All finite things will cease to be,

For once it was that they were not.

'T was I that wandered from "The Dot"*

Then found my way along a path,

That led me on, with renewed faith.

So here I am, a "Twixt and Tween;"

God's wonders I have surely seen.

Not of this Earth, nor that of Heaven.

My joy, with "earth-sight" has been leavened.

One day my quest will yet, and more,

Be pure as Akasha's crystal store.**

No body dross; no earthy fool.

Only love will be my rule.

My soul will shed this dream of mine,

Oft nightmare; yet sometimes kind.

And I will never wish to roam,

From Love; Who ever was my home.

-Carolyn Crane

*In the ancient wisdom, "The Dot" was the Absolute.

**Refers to the Akashic Records; subtle essence in which all knowledge is stored.