Dreams of beauty in golden skies,
Where all could see with clearest eyes,
A breeze of joy, Fountains of light,
Her heavenly face shone so bright.

Bearing red roses in each pretty hand,
Shimmering love from her golden land,
Her shining face,Wondrous things told,
Wait my love i will come to hold.

Recalling days of loving and joy
In purest light you appear,
From this light you shone upon me,
 love from a celestial sphere.

No spoken words, Nought passed your lips,
Emotions of joy, Such a gift,
What gift is this,Offering hope,
Meeting again, Brings me to cope.

Your loss immense,As though dead inside,
When your light shone, Death could not hide
Your beautifull face, Filling me love,
Free and at peace, Just as the dove.

Copyright James Byrne

A person who is full or worries and anxieties is like a dark room. Unless they put some light into themselves, they tend to drift from one worry to another. Sometimes the person is struck by something big, such as an illness, or they finish with their partners or they lose their job. Then they might be directed (led by higher energies) to some book, art or person which helps brings some love and heat (love) back into their lives.

Although everyone has the potential to think about light, and to put light and heat into their system and to become happier and more creative. It normally takes some big event for them to work towards their inner light.

A person with little or no light is like a matchstick before it has been lit. When the matchstick is lit, it releases flame and light-raising the matchstick to another level. When the lighted match lights up a dark room, you could see many colourful and beautiful things in that room which were previously hidden.

When a person cultivates and develops their own inner light and love (warmth), they too can see the more beautiful things in themselves and life too. The stronger the light, the more we see, and the more we  are open.

Universal energy has no limits, so we can keep opening up to it more and more, and its infinite possibilities can keep expressing themselves through us, in all that we do, and on every level of our being.

Every time I strike a match to light the oven, I am amazed at this flame that comes from the match. It is an ‘ordinary’ thing to do, yet it has given me this insight. There are many interesting things to see in the ‘ordinary’ things we do. Eventually we realize that every moment is special.

The Universe is talking to us all the time, but we need our calmness and inner light to ‘see’ and understand what it is saying. The more quality we put into our lives, the more meaningful it becomes.

Let your ‘inner light’ shine brighter with every experience.

Sensei Wasyl Kalesnikov

We end with it,

We get behind with it,

We struggle with it

We cant see it,

We cant sell it,

We cant feel it,

We cant touch it.

We cant buy it,

We cant sell it

We cant give it

We cant keep it

We want more of it,

We need more of it,

We hope for more of it,

We pray for more of it,

We say what time is it,

We cherish it,

We put no price on it,

And, we all borrow it.

Edna Lydiate

Leyland

Don’t despair, don’t wear that frown

There is hope in pain as you seek his peace

Lift up your heart, that’s a start

He will hear your every cry

He will respond

Ask him to help you

Forge a bond

He knows your hurt

He knows your name

He will love you

No judgement no blame

Only he can heal your pain

Go to him without thought of gain

His grace abounds he loves you so much

Take his hand his healing touch

James Byrne

Forgive that person, Be strong

All that is worthwhile is loving each other

Happiness comes from loving another

James Byrne

07780 680198

A little black bundle

You sat on Sam’s lap in the car

When we got you home you cried

You wanted your mum

But Sam cuddled you and you were soon happy

We thought we would leave you to sleep downstairs

But you were having none of it

So we gave in

I was up in the middle of the night

Scrubbing my carpet until it wore away

You loved tennis balls

You loved cuddles

You even loved being dressed up

You licked our tears away

Especially your Sam’s

You ate like you were starving

You loved your food

Tuesday was pig’s ear day

And you always knew

It didn’t matter when your eyes grew dim

You didn’t really need them

Could still catch a ball

Still catch a treat

I know we said goodbye

But it isn’t really forever

You were truly loved

And gave that love back tenfold

Unconditionally

You were a light in our lives

A light that will never go out

Always in our hearts

Until we see you again

Carolanne

Surrender your hearts to the God you hold dear

His light will shine deep in your heart

Feel his love no more to part

Ask him to take your past troubles away

They are the cause of your fear today

No greater power than Gods will abide

No more to fear, stand strong, never hide

His tenderness cures all

He can help he loves you

Look fear in the face bid it to hell

Love is greater than fear, time will tell

Love all you can all those around

Create peace, pure love will abound

Opportunity is given that we may love

Its the key to joy from God above

James Byrne

07780 680198

Arms around you gently glide

warm on warm, skin to skin,

Tender feelings from within

Fill my soul complete my being

Blind to all but you I’m seeing

Endless time in which to wallow

Loving feelings only follow

Resting calm within your arms

Enfolded by your very charms

Encompassed feelings linger each day

To soar my soul in every way

Gentle calmness fills my soul

THis heaven on earth in which we roll

Enveloped in love our life has been

A joy to behold for all to have seen

Until our end on this earthly plain

Our physical bond will forever remain

Beyond the grave our spirits entwine

For eternally together will combine

Universal energy binds our love

Evermore everlasting for all above

Colourful hues soak our soals

Soft music absorbed fills the very whole

Sweet fragrance fills the very air

With every scent you could compare

Each tasty morsel for each is sent

So there for the taking to keep content

As for our souls they now roam free

To gel as they want for ever to be

In happiness and harmony all entwine

Spirits and souls live on and combine

Helen Watson

Her heart skipped a beat

How many years had it been?

It seemed like forever

No news for four years

The baby wasnt a baby now

What would she say to him?

How would he be?

She walked slowly towards him

And he towards her

And as they embraced

Time melted away

Tears mingled with tears

A Love

Lost and found

He pushed back her hair

And wiped away the tears

As he brushed away his own

Take me home sweetheart

Take me home

By Carolanne

Other than a rhythmic vibration,

Musical notes,

Played in endless rotation,

Finely tuned,

With powerful emotion,

Dusted with sincerity,

And true devotion.

Life could be one long journey,

Of enchanting episodes,

A maze of twists and turns,

With heartbreaking crossroads,

A profusion of sound,

Mystery and trepidation,

Grasping at straws in the breeze,

In sheer determination.

Life may be a wisp,

Of starry-eyed fantasy,

Mingling through time,

In a state of tenacity,

Words softly spoken,

In love and pretension,

Touching innocent hearts,

In three dimension.

Or, is life just,

A gentle pulsation,

Overflowing,

With sweet innovation,

Swirling round,

In wild fascination,

Like a kiss in the dark?

Edna Lydiate

In fact, every area of our lives involves trust in some way. Can we trust the government? The dustman to call on a certain day? That the soap-powder will clean our clothes? That the seed will grow? Can we trust the messages from our angels and guides? Can we trust ourselves?

Who what situation do we trust? I feel it is in this time of the NOW, that we NOW need to sit down and really reflect on all aspects of trust in our lives.

It is trusting fully our own intuition that will eventually tell us who/what we can trust.

It is when we begin to trust our truth, that things begin to slip into place. It is when we begin to trust our honesty to ourselves, the jigsaw makes a picture. The responsibility of trust lies within us.

I have moved house many times and each time I have had to trust that it is right. Trust that my intuition is directing me correctly. Did it? Well I havent scored 100% but then it wouldnt be a lesson if I did. I have learnt greatly about honesty and truth which always brings to the surface who/what we can trust.

When I lived in Cornwall I saw this sign on a church. It said ‘Trust God, he’s the only one you can.’  Even source tests us that we in the end have to trust ourselves. If Source told us to jump off a cliff, would we?

It is untangling and meditating on people/situations/guidance to seek that trust deep within ourselves which never lets us down, which is constant, which says ‘Yes she is ok and will deliver what you need’. ‘Yes that business can provide exactly what you need’.

I feel we still have to test the water before plunging in. So a word to the person to see what words return, test the product, the delivery etc. Then we know for sure we can trust and feel deep within in us it is right for us.

I have had to trust many people in my house moves, partner, removal firms, landlords, neighbours, towns, animal boarding. On reflection, I can see clearly where in all those moves and who in all those moves I can trust.

When we arrive in a town/place/country that gives us exactly what we need to source, like minded people. Where we can trust the people, where what we need is delivered in the broadest sense, then that is the building block of a community. Being where we we cannot access what we need, cannot source things that are vital for our life path, then that tells us it is the wrong place to be. We cannot trust it to bring us the shopping basket for our life, which feeds our spirit.

So see if you can find a moment today to sit and put the word ‘trust’ into every area of your life and see what you come up with. It may surprise you and from my experiences it will greatly aid your journey in this life and begin to build the blocks for the communities of the future.

Trust me!

Juliana Glanfield

angel.glanfield2@btinternet.com

Inside you is both the means and the vessel for the real story

Under forgotten layers like sand.

You must find that less apparent treasure which is hidden and yet more real.

Guy Gardner