The Way

The Way is a void,
Used but never used up,
An uncountable abyss it is,
From which all things come,

It blunts sharpness,
Resolves tangles,
It tempers light,
Subdues turmoil.

A deep pool it is,
Never to run dry,
Whose offspring it may be,
None can know but in dream,
It is like a preface to Source,

Inspiration to our time of return…

What is your Way?


Light Workers

You will find as you move through life that the ones with the lowest self-esteem are the healers and givers, “light workers” sharing the most of themselves with those in the direst need did you know that? These are the ones with the gifts, walking in true balance, closest to the Great Creator.
And they continue to do this even though they may well be in the greatest pain and need themselves. Why you might ask?
Because they must, for it is a true part of the core of their being, and their heart demands it to be so.