Inspired Light

By Yola

The scent in the air captures my attention -

Out comes my desire to fly with the birds

Who are busily building their nests and

Prepare instinctively for new life.

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I sit in my office writing to you,

But outside in the flow of nature is where my spirit belongs.

I am a Nature Child you see

And Wild is my name.

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The walls surrounding me cannot contain Me

For my essence is filled with life.

Like the first thunderstorm of spring,

I break the illusions that hold me prisoner

To a world made by the vanity of Man

Who has forgotten to serve life in reverence.

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Oh little garden, flowers and bugs

I am coming to you soon.

Keep enticing me to play,

so my innocence may hold the courage

To hold divinity in my blooming heart.

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I am a Nature Child.

In me lives the memory of the Ancients

Who have cared for this living earth,

And will continue to do so

Long after my bones have dissolved into dust.

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If my song gets lost in the sound of traffic

And my scent dilutes with the overpowering fragrance of greed,

The birds will always remember how to sing

And the flowers will bloom, and the sun will rise each morning

Living the Truth that so many have forsaken.

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I am a Nature Child

And Wild is my name.

By Yola

Divine Master, here I am

Naked in authentic truth.

Humbly I ask, make space for me in this world

Help me fulfill my Sacred Contract

With simplicity, honor and faith.

To be of service to goodness is all I desire,

Make way for me in this world.

O Divine Master, hear my call -

May my daily work be of service to You

And all your beloved creations.

Protect me from all harm I may cause

For harmony, healing and love are what my heart craves

In the creative making of this new world.

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May my work be humble.

Open the way for me,

Make the path clear.

May I serve the sacred

With honor, respect and wisdom.

Help me be your servant

Authentic to who I am

In the perfect place,

With the perfect people,

So my stamina can follow through

To the work I must do.

Bless me with your love,

Make my work true.

The old ways I want no more -

What is real is now at the fore.

I am listening

Help me make the changes,

That will transform me

And the world I love so much.

By Yola

I need quiet Mother.

The solace of the deep blue,

Mingled with the beating of my heart

Takes me into your loving arms.

Day to day activities have taken hold of me.

I am ashamed to show myself in this neurosis intensified

By my addiction to the gods of production.

I long to be in the silent embrace of creation,

In the place where I belong.

Does this world have room for me, for you?

It is taking all my strength to remember you.

The glory of life in its splendour

Takes hold of my breath,

And out comes the song of my soul.

Without effort you make life what it is

And still I resist you.

I keep myself occupied with a thousand responsibilities that cloud my wisdom eye

And my heart grows cold.

My womb craves the dance of fire, bellied and naked and swirling

Harmoniously with all living creatures.

What has become of me, beloved Mother?

The battle of reason has left me dead in the garden.

I am no more than a drop of dew longing to be dissolved back into the Great Fire.

Even my soul’s pleading cannot comfort me,

As I search for the words to express

How much I feel like I have abandoned you to the rogue forces

That are destroying the beauty of the world.

I am but one small soul in this vast ocean of consciousness,

A child of the universe I am, and in You I was born

For a purpose

Make yourself known

By Yola

Mother Nature came to me.

In her splendor, she came to me.

Speaking a language old as the sea,

the Universal Language that unites

all living beings into the One Life.

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Mother Nature came to me.

I saw the earth in her wholeness,

and she has a strong message to pass on,

a teaching that is ripe for the taking -

The golden apple of Truth

‎”Remember you are not given peace in the spiritual realm. You have to earn it.”

- Caroline Myss

By Yola

That’s it

Take your time

One thought, One breath

Find what you are looking for

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There is no rush

Pressure is but an illusion

Of a mind afraid

To focus on love

I am very happy to announce that Hymns to the Beloved, A Call for Sacred of Love, is now available for purchase. All in all the project has taken me two and a half years to complete. It was an unexpected creation, and the joy it has brought to my life is immeasurable.

The book is simple, and can be read many times. There is a feeling of timelessness to the poems. Sometimes a particular poem will strike me more profoundly, depending on my mood and mind set. Other times, the exact same poem will not have much effect at all. I believe it will be a companion to my heart for many years to come.

Writing this book has been a true labor of Love for me, and now, I am sharing it with you. Enjoy!

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By Yola

In the simplicity of who we are

Lies a grand truth

The rhythm of life sounds

The alarm of goodness

Bringing about a change

That will rock the earth

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Opening in the parting seas

The splitting rock and

Falling rain

Is an army of warriors

Unlike any creature imagined

On this divine earth

Hi Everyone,

I am happy to say that I will be publishing my first poetry book soon.

It is called Hymns to the Beloved, A call for Sacred Love, and it will be available within the next couple of months for purchase.

The Hymns are an anthology of poems about the innate human yearning for love.

I have shared some poems in this blog already, and I look forward to having the collection available in its entirety.

Thank you so very much for your continued support and kind encouragement. They mean the world to me and give me courage to keep writing and take chances where I would normally lay low and quiet.

With Love and Blessings,

Yola