23/1/18
THE INFINITE MOMENT
Sons and daughters are we
Ever at the ready
To [o]pen His desire
That we can spark it
Into a fire
Cleansing, burning to see
With eyes and vision born of Him
Learning in life are we ever
As One, synchronised
We stand together.
We grow, expand and
Heal ourselves free
We must…for He has
Dictated it be
Why not now…why later?
In your own blessed time
For it is thine
Gifted by me
Though remember
Always are thee the ‘we’
Tis this that can
Set you free.
Move along, you say
Can’t we call it a day?
How I would love
For that exactly to be
That we wind up the show
And it’s all stations ‘go’
Do you know the role you play?
No? Then how can you call it a day?
It is as long or as short – the moment
Of your allowance, your choice & free will
It’s always a first class act
Yes, you are all on the bill
Seasons and days(daze)
They may pass in a haze
Though you are in a hurry
This way and that do you scurry
But beyond the dream
Are you ever present
In the full glory and grace
Of one who will soon
Have a new face
That shines the light so bright
There will be none
Who cannot see my might
In this it is told
That my love is gold
It is bold; never old
It is so! I declare it.
****
DISCOVERING DEEPER-SEATED DECEPTION
That my mind has
Been in a bind
Not only of my making
But extraneous system
Now breaking
Paralysing the body & soul
Separating it from the gold
Essence of your life
Creating endless strife
Looping and reversing
Ever immersing, drowning
Out the life and love
That always attempts
To come in from above
It’s monstrous to think of
But now I know it’s true
Manipulations sub-atomically
Have happened to me and you
So it turns outs we’re not as
Screwed up as we may have thought
Even the IF’s(invisible friends) closest to us
Knew not why we were so fraught.
Discoveries here are discoveries there
No use pondering and splitting hairs
For the chain reaction
Ripples across time and space
Making new everything
That was previously unsafe.
Pioneers one and all are ye
Travelling the high seas of consciousness
Explorers of the lands of possibility.
****
Sunday, January 28, 2018
THE INFINITE MOMENT
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Saturday, January 13, 2018
Pale Ibongi 12/13/14:Last Call/Jesting Seriously/Ode To My Feline Family
10/1/18
LAST CALL
Let love be my shield and sword
And melt the hearts
Of every conman and fraud
For naught knows love’s power
Until the last hour
When chaos reigns supreme
And the will of all
Is tested amidst the fall
For each who chooses
To align with strife
Shall be in opposition
To those pro life
For life is the heart
And change and feelings
And in THAT alignment
Can there be great healing.
For one and all
It’s your last call
What will it be?
Do you choose to rise with me?
Will you have your say
Or will you call it a day?
Where do you place the power
Pre-sent within you?
Do you give it up
Or allow it to stand you up?
The power of your centre
Has ever been love
It makes of you
Like the gentlest dove
White ones for peace
Providing a brand new lease
Of harmony and joy
In the spirit divine
That the gathering of the children
Be ever refined.
The light of love
The love of light
Will come out of the blue
Like a perfect fright
Though not unwelcome
It shall be received
With shock and exultation
That brings great exclamation
Excitation…
Anticipation…
And more…
And more of the ever-rushing river
Of infinite love that floods forth.
So it is! It has been spoken!
*****
JESTING SERIOUSLY
Why am I speaking to you in rhyme
Dear beloved Father mine?
It is no joke but I ask of thee
What is this communique
You have planted in me?
Would you answer now
That I may know
What your purpose is
In this holy flow
I smile, I chuckle
At this light-heartedness
But never do I forget
The plight and life
Of the many in strife
For they too must be freed
To discover the need
Of the spiritual life that brings
The peace that passeth all understanding
Then we can take all
Another step forward
Finding all root causes
For all that is untoward.
Ever upwards and onwards
Is the life so lived
For in each is the spark
And free will to choose
An opportunity given
By the divinity that is ‘we’
Are you driven.
*****
ODE TO MY FELINE FAMILY
7/1/18
Dear cat family from Sirius
This homecoming is way too serious
How long it’s been
Oh my queens
You are too sweet and furry
Filled with love and all things purry
You, you and you and me
What joy we create, what a party
We have it outside
Inside fun too
We even have it in the loo
We love each other so desperately
Wherever I go
You follow me
Outside…inside
This way and that
Whatever I do
You smell a rat
When those uninvited ones
Aka the parasites come
You know how I think
Often in a blink
And then the waterworks start
Though you stand steady
Staring at me beseechingly
Knowing it’s all a trick
But it’s for me to see
Yet I know not who I AM
And that’s just so sick
I know you know
And wish you could show
Me just how it’s done
That we can all live
In consistent fun.
*****
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Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Pale Ibongi 9/10/11: Filled With His Will & Children Of The Sun & Holy Flow
FILLED WITH HIS WILL
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BzWQpli-Av-4T3lXUVFZenlxWVVOeTJvdlRjVmhvcE5qeUc4/view?usp=sharing
Is the opposite of control
Filled with his will[x2]
Can only be
When you live fully in Him
Filled with His will
Is yours for the taking
It is your very making
Filled with His will
Is death to the small self
Happily left on the shelf
Now it knows its true place
For this self is…
In His will
Filled with His will
No hindrances
No more obstacles
For all is filled with His
…With His will
*****
CHILDREN OF THE SUN/SON
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BzWQpli-Av-4a1lfRUpOZFg2QlJVdC1lVXZpU3M5N2oycUJ3/view?usp=sharing
Children of the Sun/Son
Children of the One [x2]
We are bound to you
But we may not know that’s true
In you we have our breath
Our life, our light, our joy
It matters not - our toil
For we, we are One; enjoined
All it takes is desire
To know we’re close to His fire
Burning and yearning for His will
To be remade from the soil
Effort is effortlessness-that’s His game
His DNA running through our veins
In our heartbeat, our blood
Our bones, our tone
Our light, His life, His glory be
That all can see
Him shining through me
And thee
*****
HOLY FLOW
Its the flow of the holy milk
Comforting and healing
Like superfine silk
Soothing, smoothing
Mind conflict aside
Graciously overriding
All false pride
That it’s will be done
Released, shared and spread
A flowing river of Love
Bound ever upwards
Like the messengers, the doves
Across the open sky
Of the heart
Wherein lies the Universe
So Light
And all the creations
Wrought of His might
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Tuesday, January 2, 2018
Pale Ibongi Praise Poetry: 7 & 8/ Within Us/To Every Hiding Heart
Dear readers and all blessed souls
Happy New Year.
One way or the other, we are finally to know our liberation in 2018!
Then (or should that be now or 'soon'?), then we rise as the beacons we have ever been.
My wish is simple:
That all experience the crash course in learning that allows each to see what they are not. This way will there be, even amidst the chaos, something of a clean/cleaner slate. And thus will we have something to work with. Perhaps even a lot more than 'something' in some cases. Does this not sound like a plan? *smile*
What a game we have all played - that somehow even leaves the Game of Thrones series paling in comparison, does it not?
And yet here we all still are. About to make complete upon our very own full circle in our return to ourSelves/God, from whom we never departed - in truth.
I'm recovering from a week-long respiratory, ear, head, neck illness. So my voice may sound a little different /better? here. It started while I was away last week and I received advanced signs that a relationship needed to end.
I've just parted ways from a 16 year friendship, which has also been killing on my 2nd chakra (co-dependancy and emotional vampire energies). But no matter the emotional and physical pain, the up side is the return of my much needed personal power and sovereignty. Losing people along the way, I've realised, is par for the course here. Whether blood relatives or not.
I also received a beautiful image a few days ago of a silvery amniotic-type oval shaped sac - the 'place' where we dwell as One with God.[Or maybe it was for my personally]. It was all sparkly Light and watery, but so breathable. Even though it felt like fluid...it wasn't what we know as liquid. I felt like I could happily dissolve into this and lose myself permanently there.
There were words/ideas that accompanied it, but I focused on the feeling and being in the experience, rather than writing.
What amazing beings we all are
With such fortitude and so very many talents and skills between us all. [Most of which we still don't consciously know about, but we will].
One thing we must know at this stage is how deeply loved and cared for we all are. Do you? Can and will you accept that?
Is that -in and of itself- not enough to walk into tomorrow seeing it as the great blessing it is?
May all your tomorrows be filled with God's conscious life within yours
In His perfect freedom
Love
SK
*****
31/12/2018
WITHIN US
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BzWQpli-Av-4eVVhdDF3ZHlGclRjUnM5aWdrbjZDd3hMVENB/view?usp=sharing
or
https://drive.google.com/open?id=0BzWQpli-Av-4eVVhdDF3ZHlGclRjUnM5aWdrbjZDd3hMVENB
The truth of all we are
Has ever been
The truth of Him
Perceived so far
Though right here in our heart
We all know His name
It is nothing more
Than the glory in our own hearts
To him we give the thanks
By joining hands as One
We will stand
So others can join
Our ever-growing circle
Of love, of peace, of joy
Growing heart by heart by heart
In His name
Within us
His glory
Within us
His joy
Within us
His peace
Within us
His love contains all
Within us
So let it be now
For His time
Is upon us
[and] Within us
****
31/12/17
TO EVERY HIDING HEART
Come together, O children
It’s time to make a start
For too long
You have been preparing
Ever since we were torn apart
Now we’ll know our reunion
And this time shall it last
For all we have now
Is ours to give
In this state of Oneness
Do we also receive
All is fair
And ever in balance
For it can be
No other way
When you walk with God
For the rest of your days
Love, equality, harmony & serenity
Shall ye know
In abundant supply
For in these qualities
Can ye speak with authority
And even explain the ‘whys’.
Necessary as it’s been
To see life as the dream
It all ends abruptly
For the planetary healing
With the teachers on the frontline
Who are no less than YOU
-children mine!
Aaaah, the bells are ringing
It is time.
The Blue Danube
By the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra.
Somehow Waltz music never appealed to me until I became more deeply (re)acquainted with Christ Michael Aton.
And this version especially appeals because of the blue ballroom gowns and the dancing.
Dear Aton
For all you have created here for our growth and expansion and for all that you are - I dedicate this to you [again!] :-)
With/without protective foot boards, may I have this dance...
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