* SEEDS *

                    Love, via the Chinese symbol represents an inspired form of giving.
           Love breathes life into the heart and brings grace to the soul.
                 To love one's life is to love all life, for we are all connected.       
             That is the basic bottom line reality.
             We, who are involved and revolve around this basic " seed "   
         are blooming into a greater awareness that reaches beyond
                               anything we have so far previously conceived.   
        The life wheel is turning faster and we are all being told       
                     in one way or another,  that NOW we can make a difference.            
           If you open enough doors sooner or later one will open        
                           to a place where you are needed.                  
         There you can plant your " seed ".
      Now is the time to plant, to nuture your seed, to water it
           and to speak to it of it's beauty and how it brings continuity
   and contentment to our lives.
           I share with you the message that when you repress emotion,
your body hurts.
  When you repress your consciousness your mind hurts
            and that when you repress your spirituality,  Your soul suffers.
                   Spirituality is merely questing  for one's true identity.
                 

                
                         I have finally come into the light.
                        I share this loving light,  this peaceful harmony of my being
                                        and my soul's joyful song of love with you.
                          I share my " seed "  and give thanks for loving life.
                     
                         May you be blessed with peace in your hearts
                 and happiness in your souls.

                           With everlasting love,
                     Rev. Naomi Shifra
                       
                            

                      The Dance
                              Within the hearts of humankind
                  lie our soul's purpose.
                                A doorway to the feelings of our dance.
                   Within the minds of humankind
                           lie the seed ideas to begin the dance.
                             From within the heart and mind of humankind
                                Dreams are created.
                                 Dreams put into action teach us the steps
                          to learn the dance of self expression.
                                      Our purpose and intention create the reality.

                   The Boat
                       The Guest is inside you, and also inside me;
                        you know the sprout is hidden inside the seed.
                        We are all struggling; none of us has gone far.
                          Let your arrogance go, and look around inside.
                  The blue sky opens out farther and farther,
                               the daily sense of failure goes away,
             the damage I have done to myself fades,
                                    a million suns come forward with light,
                       when I sit firmly in that world.
                 I hear bells ringing that no one has shaken;
                         inside"love" there is more joy than we know of;
                                rain pours down, although the sky is clear of clouds;
                     there are whole rivers of light.
                  The universe is shot through
                             in all parts by a single sort of love.
                       How hard it is to feel that joy in all our four bodies!
                      Those who hope to be reasonable about it fail.
                        The arrogance of reason has separated us from that love.
                          With the word "reason" you already feel miles away.
                       How lucky Kabir is, that surrounded by all this joy
                           he sings inside his own little boat.
                     His poems amount to one soul meeting another.
                   These songs are about forgetting dying and loss.
                    They rise above both coming in and going out.
              Kabir

                                                                          "Chala" by Jon at Sun Spirit Gallery

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