One time or another we all have felt abandonment. We can say it is because this happened or that happened in our life, but in our deepest reality it is our feeling we have allowed ourself to become separate from our soul. It through the embracing of those broken parts of ourself, we can begin to come back to wholeness. That wholeness is found in the inner heart center, where the wild emotions of blame are tamed through awareness. But not an awareness that is hard, unopened, defensive and afraid to feel. But an awareness that is softened, not afraid to feel the wounding and go deeper thus this is how we heal. Just as a thistle once had sharp stickers it is transformed into the softest most gentle seed to be carried on the wind of change...Psalms of Sacred Flora
Green Psalms is weaving the ancient memories found in the smallest of flowers and the reading of dew drops. Reseaching and exploring behind the Veils of the Virgin Mary that was once was expressed in the language of wild flowers, holy wells, hidden springs and candle light. These are the stories of Saints, Fairytales, Standing Stones and Sacred Land waiting for us to remember.
Showing posts with label Mary's Blessed Thistle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mary's Blessed Thistle. Show all posts
Sunday, January 10, 2021
Mary's Blessed Thistle
One time or another we all have felt abandonment. We can say it is because this happened or that happened in our life, but in our deepest reality it is our feeling we have allowed ourself to become separate from our soul. It through the embracing of those broken parts of ourself, we can begin to come back to wholeness. That wholeness is found in the inner heart center, where the wild emotions of blame are tamed through awareness. But not an awareness that is hard, unopened, defensive and afraid to feel. But an awareness that is softened, not afraid to feel the wounding and go deeper thus this is how we heal. Just as a thistle once had sharp stickers it is transformed into the softest most gentle seed to be carried on the wind of change...Psalms of Sacred Flora
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