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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Recognizing the Beauty that Lies Within Us All


Everyone has within them the keys of creativity. Some deny it and thus shut the door on it happening, others know it and ride through life on the proverbial unicorn of light. which way do you go!!!!!
When nothing new is happening to you
What do you do....
Some go into pits of despair 
Rack up their karmic flows
For powerful creators we all be
Our thoughts and feelings make their mark
Upon the formless energy that lies within
Some call it Spirit


No matter what you do or say you cannot make it go away

In this a goodly lesson lies for all of us 
Positive and loving thoughts to have
Keep our feelings in a neutral light


Forgiveness is another key

Some Unbelievers Yes There Are

There are some who do not believe that this can be
For yet have they to come
To this point in their evolution

They still are on the outward flow not ready yet to turn around
And get back on the homeward flow


This is not good nor bad it just is what it is
No Need to Plagiarize
I find it hard to believe that others plagiarize 
When everyone inside has such creativity to use
in so many marvellous ways
 but not abuse
Take time to sit in quiet mode and listen to the voice within
Prompt you it will in diverse ways
How to form a proper phrase
With music running through and I dont mean outer music


It is the Sound that flows through all of us

Mirrors of the Soul


If you cannot believe then play serendipity
And see yourself as the beautiful being that you truly are
LIght shining through you into the world for all to see
If they see it not then darkness is their choice
But keep shining on and soon you will find
That joy runs through like a constant stream

Your eyes shine bright
Your soul is seen 


for eyes are the mirrors of the soul

Friday, April 24, 2015

Thor and the Nine Kingdoms...part 3


cnwriter..carolinaStarred PageBy cnwriter..carolina, 1This covers Thor and his companions journeying through the Nine Kingdoms describing each.

The Journey Begins

For many days and nights,Thor and his small band of warriors travelled across the icy wastes that surrounded the jewelled isle ofAsgard. Through deserted patches of purplish land where nothing moved and over which a strange silence hovered. The ground was covered with a whitish mist that seemed to form shapes of men and animals and strange gods and then disappear to re-emerge in other forms. Overhead the lowering sky turned a sickly yellow during the day and at night sat heavily upon the heads of the weary men bearing them into the ground mercilessly.
Stopping only to rest for a few moments, their feet and hands frozen with cold and their eyes squinting out of sunken faces, the once proud warriors moved slowly but Thor strode on for his anger fed him mightily and this grew with every step he took. In his hand he held the strongest and most powerful war hammer Mjollnir, and around his waist he wore the girdle of might, Megingjarpa.

Land of the Giants

The first Kingdom they came to was Jotun Heim, home to Giants and Giantesses who turned from their constant warring against each other and started throwing boulders at the shivering men. Rearing high into the sky, the troll like Giants, their red eyes gleaming used their hammers to break the legs and arms and heads of the miserable men until suddenly one of the Giantess screamed out, ‘Stop!
It was she, Grid, who had given Thor the girdle of might, Megingjarpa because she recognized the power and nobility of this man. She held back her fellow giants until the travellers had passed through the cold greyness of this forsaken land.

The Ents of Salamondo

As the decimated band of travellers journeyed south, the Sun took pity on them and directed his rays to warm their path but this also brought out the Ents of Salamondo and they crept alongside the warriors, hiding in bushes and trees. They were misshapen and their faces still bore the troll like features inherited from their forefathers. Yet they were kindly and soon realized that the weary men needed food and drink if they were to survive the journey.
Their leader, Solto, timidly stood and called to Thor, ‘We bear you no harm, we are here to assist you and bring provisions, flasks of mead and platters of baked breads.’ Thor turned and gazed at the Ents. Their skin was rough like bark, their hands and feet gnarled and enlarged with six joints on each, and they had only one eye in the middle of their forehead that never blinked for it had no cover. But the kindliness of these tree people opened the hearts of Thor and his soldiers and they left Salamondo much revived.

Travelling through Muspel Heim

Burning fires soon appeared on the horizon as the travellers passed into Muspel Heim, and gazing up into the reddened skies, Thor espied jagged bolts of lightning filling the upper levels and large molten rocks rained down as Gods and Goddesses battled in the fiery firmament.
A loud sizzling was taking place as the Fire People beat out the flames with their swords and spears but because of the magic placed in the rocks by the Seven Lords, the swords lit up with a peculiar luminescence and a faint moisture appeared which dampened the burning fires till nothing remained but a bitter, acrid smell and twirls of blackish smoke.

Darkalf Heim

Thor hurried his men from this gloomy place and they entered into Darkalf Heim, a flat and deserted land filled with strange outcrops of stone and stairwells that led down into the depths of the earth. They followed these winding stairs deeper and deeper until they heard the sound of hammering and singing and came to a place where the walls glinted and shone. Legions of dwarves were merrily yielding pickaxes, digging out jewels and gold that striated the walls in long uneven lines.
Quite haphazardly the mounds of treasure grew and grew and then toppled over to form new mounds and as each fell, the dwarves laughed and kept on hammering away. Thor and his men eyed the glittering piles of gems thinking to steal some but the dwarves shook their heads warning the motley group of travellers against such actions.
The men sullenly drew back and muttered amongst themselves knowing they could out fight the defenceless dwarves and take as much treasure as they wished but Thor wisely led his warriors away back into the daylight above the ground.
The Elvish people of Alf Heim
The landscape changed and became one of light filtering through soft, verdant foliage and quiet flowing streams. High in the trees, the dwelling places of the Elvish peoples were strung between branches in colours of misty white and golden hue. Here too dwelled Alfesa, the chief Elf with his family and nobles of Alf Heim. Their homes of inlaid marble were built in circles arranged so that the early morning sunbeams painted the windows with warm, glowing light and the evening moonbeams caressed them with a silvery hue.

As Thor and the warriors entered the forest, noble Alf Heimers dressed in flowing white tunics and riding unicorns came up to them asking to know their purpose. Thor told them of his long journey to do the bidding of his Great Father, Odin, and how they had passed through many strange lands some very welcoming and others where they had battled and lost many men.
As Thor spoke, he looked through the little mirror his father had given him and was amazed at the beautiful auras around the heads of these Elves and knew their kindliness came from their hearts.
For many days and nights the travellers sat with the noble Elves before journeying on for Thor knew that their travels were almost at an end and they must return to Asgard to make peace with Odin, and so they did.

And that is another tale…….

A Link of Video


Read Thor and the Nine Kingdoms Part 1 
Read Thor and the Nine Kingdoms Part 2

The video of Asgard...enjoy! it was created by Eddy Chaos
for the Anthology Asgard A saga dos Nove Reinos

You can see my Thor and the Nine Kingdoms Part 1 and Part 2 together with many of my other articles and poetry on this wonderful site...try it yourself..

I also wrote a chapter of this amazing anthology that was published in 2011 in Brazil.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Questing of a Soul...a Writer's Inspiration


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Life is an eternal search for oneself. Many do not believe this because they are caught up in materiality but my friends...the search still goes on ...and on...

The Inspiration

What sets me up
What makes me go

A simple word that seems to glow
An artifact from time gone by

They inspire me to write
And start a poem
I never know
Where truth doth lie

It comes like lightning from within
A second skin

Bound round my brain
Each nuance a universe to behold

The Realities

winds blowingRelentlessly my fingers grope
For pen to write 

These moments of delight
To grasp the essence of what is
Written on the wind

Words break soundlessly
In my head and still I go on
Searching for oblivion


Away from the noises of the world
Intrude they do
Harsh realities
Reminding me I have to leave
Not yet ascended am I

A Different Time

Turn away the voices say
Look at your reality

Aged now
Still living in a different time
Yet bringing all together
Now as one

If you could would you
If you would could you

The race of life takes up so much
Leaving drained the one who runs
Nothing but a shell remains

The Search

Or is it just a part she plays
Upon the stage of life

Always searching for the one
Who calls to her again again
Never realizes she
That life is just a game
The cards she dealt before she came
And now there is no other way
But play them as they fall

as so it is

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Journey of My Soul...through Me


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When your intention is to return home into the heart of God this is heard in the higher realms and a messenger is sent to assist you. No matter what religion you practice whom you call your Deity, a messenger will come as they have always done. This piece is about my journey and its ending...

Always On....

A neverending journey this can be
For intrepid searchers such as me
Always keeping on and on
No matter what the obstacles
Appear
 to overcome

It is a journey so sublime
To realize we are divine

To know we reach into the One
From whence we all once did come

The Tempter tries

Across lands and deserts I have trudged
Dry and parched I carry on
Nothing deters me from my path
Reaching into That Which Is
Can be the only way for me


Temptations galore strewn across my way
Figments of illusions if I stray

The tempter strong is he in this
Single minded am I
On my upwards path

The Entrance opens

in front of a great wall i stand
No entrance to go through there at all
I look back at the setting sun
And wonder what to do


The last sunbeam strikes against the wall
Illuminates a passage tall
Not there it was before to see
My prayers are answered directly

as do all that cometh from the heart

Colours of the Light

I hesitate for one small instant
Before I walk the passageway
My fear disperses fast away
A sense of welcoming reaches out
The walls of crystal glow so bright
All colours of the rainbow's sight

Each one a healing force of light

Glowing red for energy sublime
Rich orange clears my mind
Vibrant yellow distills emotions
Emerald green my body heals of woes
Royal blue lifts up my spirit
Transcendent Purple transmutes and changes
The pure White light caresses all

Endure to the End..

Onwards I walk never hesitating
All fear and doubt have long dispersed
A magical journey this has become
Since I first took those tentative steps
Told then I was to endure all things
Endurance I was being taught
To keep on keeping on no matter what
Only strong in spirit could do that


the others fell by the wayside

The Azure Lake

The quartz walls of the passageway shimmer
Giving forth a golden light
Faint voices raised in praise I hear
Wonder I do at that

In front of me a lake appears
Azure blue its sparkling depths
And without thinking I jump in
Immersing in its healing waters
All past memories all past regrets

Lifetimes coming to an End


And there before me a glowing form
Upon a dais He doth stand
My Wayshower through timeless ages
The many lives I have gone through
Always He was there with me

My journey here is almost done
(with words of it I have ye told)
Begin I soon a different one
Traverse the 27 levels of Soul
Into the loving heart of God

and so it is.....

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Gifts of the Divine


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One day we will all recognize the Divine One that is within us all. We will experience the Twaji the gaze of God and we will return from whence we came. This is about a seeker who traversed much to be who she is today.

Gifts of the Beloved

A wonderful gift has been given to me
The Radiant Form of the Beloved inside to see
And experiencing the Twaji


The years of stumbling falling hitting my head against adversity
Made me stronger inside and out 

Enduring to the end the lessons taught to me
Over and over
Again and again
Practice It Doth Take
So what does this mean to me you ask
My answer to you would be
The ability to look within when the outer is going wild
Accepting things that are going on and change my focus
Away from the turmoil

And see that form that brings peace and ease inside of me

It sounds easy but takes much practice
Over and over again and again

To turn to the light away from the darkness
And all that represents

Before the Grace

Seems just like the other day before under grace I fell
I ran the gamut of the kingdom of hell
Anger and rage and violent temper

All were mine and I used them well
Not knowing better at the time

Then one day help I did cry
Not even really knowing why
But something deep inside awoke
And like a dream a way was shown


And from my hiding I did emerge

My First Seminar

A seminar I did attend a group of hippies there to see
A few straight ones as well like me
I learned to feel my aura 
Something I never knew existed but fun it was
To feel electricity around me crackle
Colours many there were to infinity

Filaments of Purity

As if a bird on wings of gold she flew
Entering into a kingdom bright

Where eternal day took place
Never the dark of night


Filaments of delicate lace ran through
Purity of the highest source
Mingling one into another
Columns of Light they were

World of Magic


Into this magic world I came
Blissed out as all could see
Ready now to take those baby steps
That soon would take me home again

My soul to know
To heaven soar

With others
As I do today


and so it is