Bridge of Light

Renaissance

 

The earth is preparing,

renewing, developing a heart

and lungs and forming a soul.

The rays of the sun

 penetrate the soil

leaving the secret of life

implanted in the substance

of her beautiful body.

Compliant and conscious,

she turns her face to the sun

to absorb the warmth and light

as the dawn breaks through

the darkness of a night

 with no moon.

A heavenly choir celebrates

 the victory of the Light

creating a sacred hymn

to the Universe,

as the earth receives the pearl

from the Spirit of Love

It is a sacred time as the seed

nestles into the waiting womb of  Life

to prepare for spring.

 

Naomi

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

waltz of freedom

 

 

the deep rumblings of thunder

 streaks of sparking light gone crazy

pounding rain and wind 

lashing the trees

are washing out roads

 

the fury of the storm feels

like gathering anger

searching

 for some place to

 land a punch

 

power that can turn

the world to cinders and wash

it away

is the new goliath

come to call

 

fear induced conversion

is so pointless

so I search for a tiny pearl

for the slingshot

 of my words

 

this wild devastation

belongs to the

crazy technology of

the tinker toys

of men

 

messing with the earth

and its rhythms

calls out a mighty power to

restore the balance

of beauty

 

when will we be stewards

and shepherds of

all we are given

and learn reverence

for this life

 

what legacy is this

to destroy paradise

and lay down our lives

for the nothingness

of ambition

 

the broken bodies

of christ

lie on the battlefield

and in our streets waiting

 to be found

 

no one deserves love

it is a generous grace freely given

 that we seem

set upon strangling 

with our fears

 

the eye of the storm

is a shelter

 a center of stillness

in the wild turbulence

of blustering fools

 

love is gathering us in

if all the challengers would

  just put down

their weapons and

give up the darkness of war

 

love will never destroy

paradise

but our stubborn

battle for control may

kill us all

 

we are drowning

in our tears

and love is asking

us to dance on the water

in the light

 

will this be the last waltz

before one more

barren planet dangles

and drifts

in a timeless sky

 

break the bank and kiss

the frog

and the turtle and

each other

and celebrate

 

listen to your heart

and dance with your soul

waltz on the sea

of pearls in the light

of the sun

 

open your heavy lidded

eyes to beauty

and listen to the music of

the merry fiddlers

hidden in the grass

 

naomi

painting by rassouli

www.rassouli.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Heart of God

 

The exaltation of woman,

seen for so long as unworthy by so many,

may one day be seen as the

ultimate divine justice of the Love of God.

 The incredible intimacy that is possible

in the Sanctuary of the Heart of God

  through the Spirit and Purity of Divine Love

is moving quietly and profoundly transforming us

one by one

drawing us into the Light and Truth

of God’s own exalted Nature,

where woman is

cherished and protected,

honored and created

to become the crowning glory dwelling

within God’s most Sacred and Holy Heart,

in the Perfection and Paradise

promised

in Holy Scripture.

Through Grace and Forgiveness,

the man,

who fought to become a god

to rule the world,

who tried to steal the sun

and claim the power of the Creator,

will be allowed to enter only

through his total surrender and submission

to the authority of God.

If woman must become like a male

to exist in the world,

then man must become like a woman

to dwell in the eternal existence

possible within God.

Love will unite them to realize

their wholeness, and All

will become as One Heart, One Soul,

and One Spirit.

Christ will rise like the Phoenix

bearing us all to become

a spark in the manifestation and appearance

of the Messiah,

the great Light and Truth and Love

of God.

 

N.

 

 

Painting by

www.rassouli.com

entitled

“The Grace of Alpha” 

Arrows of the Heart

 

 

 

Arrows of the Heart

 

Oh, light of love and awareness,

illuminate the way before us.

Guide our faltering steps,

and grant us tears to

wash the dust

from our

eyes!

 

Help us to pierce the clouds,

look beyond the mirror

to behold the gaze

of your seeing

us with

love.

 

Give us faith to sustain us during

times of doubt and worry

and lift our thoughts

into the purity

of your

grace.

 

Ignite the beautiful flame of love

that burns away the cloak

that hides our hearts

and conceals

your spirit

within.

 

Release the bow and let us fly

on our way to you through

the power of creation

and the strength of

your loving

sight.

 

 ~

Naomi

 

~

Photograph

by Sadiq

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peace Returning Like the Tide

 

 

 

I feel peace returning like the tide
drowning the memories
silencing the sounds
cleansing my pain.

The peace wraps around me
like the gentle arms of a friend
bringing care and comfort
in the healing touch of love

Peace fills the empty places
and lets me breathe again
settling over me softly
like sheets resting on skin.

Peace draws me into sweet
silence, and sleep comes
reaching for me in the night
curling around my mind.

Peace returns like the tide,
and with a grateful heart,
I close my eyes and let it
gently carry me to God

 

Naomi

Blossoms of Light

 

 

the miracle that we exist at all

sings out from every star

turning and turning and

turning in the arms

of the spiraling

light of

love

 

 I reach out and take the unseen

hand of tenderness and love

playing heavenly music

to the quivering beat

 of a pulsing heart

luring mine

into

a

 

 swirling dance across the sky

 as spinning galaxies send

shooting stars and

 silvery stardust

drifting to

light

the

 

mystical ballroom coming to

  life at midnight as lovers

dance until the soft

glowing colors of

dawn appear to

 guide them

  all home

again

 

to sleep in spinning dreams

and sing the stories of

 nocturnal journeys

into the secrets

of the beloved

within the

soul

 

 

Naomi

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shower of Light

The intensity of the light

 is magnified by our awakening,

becoming more conscious

and developing awareness of ways

we can become more loving to each other.  

Visualize the streaming light of love

flowing to us here on earth,

and let its cleansing energy

surround and bathe you

 in its creative power.

 

Naomi

 

painting by

www.rassouli.com

 

Sea of the Beloved

a morning swim in the sea of the beloved

in the unity of two souls in one

the empowering peace of pure love

the sensuous light of the healing sun and earth

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‘Kindred Spirit’

Only Love is Eternal

 

 

 

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Drawn into the  wilderness

 

of God

 

in the stillness and purity

 

of an inexpressible

 

Spirit,

 

my voice endlessly proclaims

 

the Love

 

that exists beyond

 

all the eyes can see

 

beyond all sound that falls

 

upon the ears,

 

beyond all the hands

 

can touch,

 

beyond the most exotic scent

 

of any blossom

 

ever known

 

on earth,

 

beyond the sweetest taste

 

that ever lingered

 

on the lips.

 

 

 

~

 

 In the sanctuary

 

of my soul

 

and in the pulsing life

 

that penetrates

 

the heart,

 

Love 

 

emanates an unseen radiance

 

 transforming the inner

 

universe of all

 

beingness.

 

~

Perfectly concealed in all silence,

 

perfectly revealed in the

  

center of all turning,

 

the matrix of life

 

exists eternally

 

creating

 

 

Love.

 

~

 

Naomi

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She pondered all this in her heart

 And she pondered all this in her heart.

Mary was the wisest theologian. (She was the Mother of the Word ) Who is at once the Theology of God and of Men. God’s Truth entered so deeply into her life as to become Incarnate in her flesh. All Wisdom was centered in her heart, sedes Sapientiae. When the angel came to her at the An­nunciation he found her in deepest silence.

Few words are recorded of her who gave us the Word. And when she had given Him to the world, what should she do but listen to him?

She kept all these words, treasuring them in her heart?

And so, in every way, Mary is the model of contemplatives and the mirror of mystics. Those who love the pure Truth of God instinctively love the simplicity of Mary. She draws them into the heart of her silence and of her humility. She is the virgin of solitude, whom God called His hermit—ana est colamba mea in foraminibus petrae. She hid in the caverns of the rock, as Saint John of the Cross speaks of her.

She lived as a hermit in the lofty mysteries of her Son. She lived all the time in the sky, though she walked on the earth and swept floors and made beds and made supper for the carpenters. What was happening in her unimaginably clear soul, in the stainless mirror of her being which God had made to receive His perfect likeness?

When the angel spoke, God awoke in the heart of this girl of Nazareth and moved within her like a giant. He stirred and opened His eyes and her soul saw that in con­taining Him she contained the world besides. The Annun­ciation was not so much a vision as an earthquake in which God moved the universe and unsettled the spheres, and the beginning and end of all things came before her in her deepest heart. And far beneath the movement of this silent cataclysm she slept in the infinite tranquility of God, and God was a child curled up who slept in her and her veins were flooded with His wisdom which is night, which is starlight, which is silence.

And her whole being was em­braced in Him in whom she embraced and they became tre­mendous silence. 

                                                        

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Thomas Merton

From Ascent to Truth

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Painting by M. Farschian