The Heart of Spirit Space

Life’s Inspiration

Pillars of Light – Sananjaleen

I AM a Pillar of Light, a Beam, an anchor offering stability. Offering freshness and clarity to those who would draw the Light through Me and benefit there from:

And so I stand with others of the Starlight, as we have stood since Dawn began – holders of the Light. As candelabras hold a flaming beacon, so do we stand. Our arms outstretched, our eyes upon the Homeland, our hearts with the Earth we Serve. Ever in gentleness, purity and peace – so do we stand. Angels of the Dawn, Bringers of Light, anchors of Truth. So do we stand together as One. And so long have we stood, we did forget at times those who stood with us, and now the Dawn grows ever brighter and we wake – and oh the joy, the ecstasy, the delight, as we turn this way and that – and see our starry brethren all around. Reaching out upon the horizon, as far as eye can see, these Pillars of Light, these Beacons of the Dawn, these candelabras that hold the Starlight strong, are burning. Burning ever more brightly do they shine, through the mist and veils of forgetfulness that once surrounded us. To those of the Starlight I call. Angels of the Dawn. Bringers of Truth and Beacons of Light. Anchors of this Light, and Illuminators through time. Brothers and Sisters – I call to you:

renew your strength, renew your pledge, and double your efforts to raise this Earth Star Terra in her dream. For she needs stabilizing in her progress through the waves and beams and rays of sound and light, that do bombard her all around it seems. She needs assistance to align and poise herself upon new ground.

And we shall see her through, and ride with her in active thought. Bringers of the Dawn are we, Heralds of this New Age, ready to sing our Song and blow the Trumpets of a future birthed in the now, the present moment. And so we sing and offer hope, and bring our vision of the motion to this present point of focus – in which we stand together, united as One most Holy Breath that has been held too long. Let us exhale together on Wings of Freedom in one silent Heartbeat to the Rainbow’s end.

Thus do we stand as we have stood since Dawn began and greet the rising Sun with joy.

Let Your Light Shine

– Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves: “Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?”
Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.
It’s not just in some of us. It’s in everyone.
And as we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Begin it now – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves, too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Begin it now.


– Lao-Tzu

A leader is best When people barely know That he exists, Less good when They obey and acclaim him, Worse when They fear and despise him. Fail to honor people And they fail to honor you. But of a good leader, When his work is done, His aim fulfilled, They will all say, “We did it ourselves.”

Who Am I?

– Author Unknown

You are a spirit, eternal and free. You currently have a case of mistaken identity. You are temporarily in a body to learn that you are beyond a body, just as a caterpillar must one day become a butterfly. All experiences you have in your life are teaching you this. That is why everything you do to better yourself, is just one more step forward to reaching your potential.

You were born to do great things. At the moment, you are only using a minute percentage of the power of your mind. You currently cannot use all of your mind, otherwise you would freak yourself out. It must be done little by little, until eventually, the great and powerful spiritual being you truly are, will shine, and it will shine brightly touching every aspect of the world you live in.

Everything will become transformed. You will then become a great example for others, and you will then remind others of their inner potential, touching everyone, one by one.

The Emotional Journey

– Abraham Hicks

“Your true career is your joyful balanced life experience. That is why you are here. There are many ways you can express yourself. Start creating from the inside out. ‘I want to feel good.’ ‘I want to be fulfilled.’ ‘I want to feel my value and my purpose.’ ‘I want to feel my freedom.’ ‘I want to feel my joy.’ Confusion comes from not starting from your center. Do not start on the outside peripheral edges and try to fix things out there.”

“You do not have to control conditions, nor can you—but you can feel better. And when you do feel better, you’ve shifted your vibrational point of attraction. And when you’ve shifted your vibrational point of attraction—you’ve shifted your life.”

Heaven’s Here on Earth – Tracy Chapman

(Song Lyrics from the CD New Beginning)

You can look to the stars in search of the answers
Look for God and life on distant planets
Have your faith in the ever after
While each of us holds inside the map to the labyrinth
And heaven’s here on earth

We are the spirit the collective conscience
We create the pain and the suffering and the beauty in this world

Heaven’s here on earth
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding

I’ve seen and met angels wearing the disguise
Of ordinary people leading ordinary lives
Filled with love, compassion, forgiveness and sacrifice

Heaven’s in our hearts
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding

Look around
Believe in what you see
The kingdom is at hand
The promised land is at your feet
We can and will become what we aspire to be

If Heaven’s here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief that truth is divinity
And heaven’s here on earth

I’ve seen spirits
I’ve met angels
I’ve touched creations beautiful and wondrous
I’ve been places where I question all I think I know
But I believe, I believe, I believe this could be heaven
We are born inside the gates with the power to create life
And to take it away
The world is our temple
The world is our church
Heaven’s here on earth

If we have faith in human kind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief
In peace and love and understanding
This could be heaven here on earth
Heaven’s in our heart

“A Woman’s Journey to God” – Joan Borysenko

“You are at my side, dear friends, and God is everywhere. Yet ultimately we are alone, making our way home by the candle of the heart. The light is steady and sure but extends only far enough to see the next step. That there are steps beyond is a matter of faith. That we have the faith to endure and walk our own journey — even when we think that we are lost — is a gift of grace, and of friendship. Many times our light seems to go out. But another light, one held by a stranger or a friend, a book or a song, a blackbird or a wildflower, comes close enough so that we can see our path by its light. And in time we realize that the light we have borrowed was always also our own.”

Becoming the Immortal Child
– Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead

(Translated by Normandi Ellis, complied from Egyptian funerary texts and religious hymns from 3000 B.C – 300 A.D)

In seafoam, in swirlings and imaginings I am fish, tadpole, crocodile. I am an urge, an idea, a portent of impossible dreams. I lie between heaven and
earth, between goodness and evil, patience and explosion. I am innocent and rosy as dawn. I sleep with my finger in my mouth, the cord of life curled
beside my ear. Like a child in its mother’s belly, I am with you but not among you. I know no ending for I have no beginning. I have always been here, a child in the silence of things, ready to wake at any moment.

I am possibility.

What I hate is ignorance, smallness of imagination, the eye that sees no farther than its own lashes. All things are possible. When we speak in anger, anger will be our truth. When we speak in love and live by love, truth in love will be our comfort. Who you are is limited only by who you think you are. I am the word before its utterance. I am thought and desire. I am a child in the throat of god.

Things are possible-joy and sorrow, men and women, children. Someday I’ll imagine myself a different man, build bone and make flesh around him. I am with you but a moment for an eternity. I am the name of everything.

I’ve dreamed the nightmare a hundred times, that old revulsion of bone and flesh, waking in sweat, in a headlong rush toward the world, into the cool certainty of fires that burn in sudden stars, the heat in the body. That I am precludes my never having been.

What I know was given to me to say. There is more.

There are words that exist only in the mind of heaven, a bright knowing, a clear moment of being. When you know it, you know yourself well enough. You will not speak. I am a child resting in love, in the pleasure of
clouds. I read the book of the river. I hold the magic of stones and trees. I find god in my fingers and in the wings of birds. I am my delight, creator of my destiny. It is not vanity.

There are those who live in the boundaries of guilt and fear, the limits of imagination. They believe limitation is the world. You can not change them. There is work of your own to do. You will never reach the end of your own becoming, the madness of creation, the joy of existence.

Dance in the moment. Reach down and pull up song. Spin and chant and forget the sorrow that we are flesh on bone. I return to the rhythm of water, to the dark song I was in my mother’s belly. We were gods then and we knew it. We are gods now dancing in whirling darkness, spitting flame like stars in the night.

In the womb before the world began, I was a child among other gods and children who were, or may be, or might have been. There in the dark when we could not see each other’s faces, we agreed with one mind to be born, to separate, to forget the pact we made that we might learn the secrets of our fraternity. We agreed to know sorrow in exchange for joy, to know death in exchange for life. We were dark seeds of possibility whispering.

Then one by one we entered alone. We walked on our legs, and as we had said, we passed in well-lit streets without recognizing each other; yet we were gods sheathed in flesh, the multitude of a single spirit. Gods live even in darkness, in the world above your heads, in the crevices of rocks, in the open palms of strangers.

I am a child, the seed in everything, the rhythm of flowers, the old story that lingers. Among cattle and fruit sellers, I am air. I am love hidden in a shy maiden’s gown. I am the name of things. I am the dream changing before your eyes. I am my body, a house for blood and breath. I am a man on earth and a god in heaven. While I travel the deserts in frail form, while i grow old and weep and die, I live always as a child inside the body of truth, a blue egg that rocks in the storm but never breaks. I sleep in peace in my mother’s lap, a child mesmerized by sunlight on the river. My soul is swallowed up by god.

Out of chaos came the light.

Out of the will came life.