The Heart of Love

Prayers, Poetry, Divine Inspiration by Gail Swanson


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Feel Me Rise

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photo by Gail Swanson

Down here I am in a funk
Down here oh the aches and pains and heartache
Down here the nights are restless
And the work of the soul never ends
Down here I try to figure it all out
Only there is just no figuring
I keep my eyes on the skies
I keep my heart in the heavens
I know there is love all around me
Above and so below
I look and listen
I pray and believe
I know that love surrounds me
I rise and fall
I laugh and I cry
I wish and hope and imagine
I am the hope
I am the dream
I am the Goddess resurrected
I am the sweet surrender
The blood
The sacrifice
The prize
I am the heaven
And I am the hell
I am Woman
Feel me Rise


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The Chalice of Love

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There is a sacred energy that exists throughout all time and at the very root of it all there is a chalice. It is the chalice of love. The chalice of love is the vessel of truth, the vessel of acceptance and forgiveness, the vessel of the infinite, the vessel of you and the vessel of me.

And through the pain and suffering in our lives we must always come back to the chalice, the chalice of hope and redemption; the chalice of resurrection. This is our hope. This is our truth. This is our story.


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The Chalice of Love

 

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Easter March 27, 2016

The Christ story; The Magdalene story; their story; forever united in unimaginable heartbreak and incredible divine love. We resurrect ourselves through the heart and soul of their story, for it is our story, alive in our hearts.

It doesn’t just happen at Easter. It happens every single day; heartbreak and resurrection. We are constantly resurrecting ourselves from the pains and sorrows of this world.

There are some who have an undeniable, infinite connection with the story of Christ and Mary Magdalene. It is because it is a part of you, as if it all happened today in this lifetime. It is as much a part of you as the breath you breathe.

Not everyone will understand, but those that do have a special bond and those that do carry the story in their hearts and there it shall remain until the day comes when every tear is washed away.

Their story of horror and heartbreak and the true glory of the resurrection is our story for we live the resurrection of our hearts constantly. There is a purpose to it. There is a sacred energy that exists throughout all time and at the very root of it all there is a chalice. It is the chalice of love. The chalice of love is the vessel of truth, the vessel of acceptance and forgiveness; the vessel of the infinite; the vessel of you and the vessel of me.

And through the pain and suffering in our lives we must always come back to the chalice; the chalice of hope and redemption; the chalice of resurrection. This is our hope. This is our truth. This is our story.

Once they walked upon this earth. Once they lived a story for all time. Once they proved that love is infinite and the soul never dies. We are the light bearers who carry the story. Let us not forget and give thanks this Easter day and always.

Art Johannes Adam Simon Oertel (1823 – 1909)


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In Honor of Earth Day

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“When the first chakra is disconnected from the feminine Earth, we can feel orphaned and motherless. The masculine principle predominates, and we look for security from material things. Individuality prevails over relationship, and selfish

drives triumph over family, social and global responsibility. The more separated we become from the Earth, the more hostile we become to the feminine. We disown our passion, our creativity, and our sexuality. Eventually the Earth itself becomes a baneful place. I remember being told by a medicine woman in the Amazon, do you know why they are really cutting down the rain forest? Because it is wet and dark and tangled and feminine.”

~Alberto Villoldo

The last few years have been filled with magnificent joys and heart wrenching sorrows. It feels as if we must be stronger than ever to ride the waves of these kinds of huge changes that seem to come one right after the other with no breathing room in between. But breathe we must, and believe we must, for in between the sorrows and the joys the messages still come, the unmistakable messages of love and hope from places beyond what we can see. This is our grace. This is our spiritual foundation. This is the purity from which we enrich and strengthen our spirituality.

I have felt weakened, yes. Have you? I have felt lost and stuck and unbelievably weary. I have felt on the edge of falling with no net beneath to catch me. You can be taken right to that edge and we can see in world events what can happen when you do not have a foundation of grace that you are consciously aware of.

What saves us? The inner knowing that there is something so much bigger, that in spite of all the heartache and violence we are subjected to in this world, we have a divine purpose. Each time we rise above our own individual circumstance, each time we are not too far gone to recognize the grace and love that is showering upon us, each time we grasp the message coming from a loved one who has passed or a heavenly guide and benefactor, we rise to a new spiritual height.

We may feel we are failing, we may feel we are weakened by the struggles and the sorrows in our own lives and in the world but we are being tempered in the fires, we are being purified and transformed. Sometimes we have to will ourselves back from the edge, as we call out for heavenly aid. We must remember that in the fire of transformation and transmutation even our will is being tempered and strengthened. Spiritual alchemy is at work. Our awareness even through times of what feels like brutal change is the saving grace; constant vigilance and awareness of a higher view, constant releasing the obsessive need to know why things happen, rising above any kind of victim mentality and being present in every single living breathing moment. Being present to the smallest joys, a cardinal singing, the way your beloved animal looks at you, a kindness given, each and every precious grace.

And of great importance is allowing yourself to feel. Feel your sorrow, express your sorrow, feel your anger, speak your truth. Holding these feelings in for the sake of thinking you must not give in or that this constitutes weakness or ungratefulness, pushing down feelings, suppressing your emotions. This will only build up and up and become something much bigger than just dealing with it as it comes up. Know yourself. Know what you need to release, to move on. Feel it, cry it out, move on.

When you are awake, even through times of great stress, you will feel a pull, you will hear a calling. Nature will speak to you. The earth, our divine feminine home will call you to her. Go. She will nurture you and rebalance you. She will unburden you. She will remind you who you are. Wrap your arms around a tree before you go to work and thank her. It will change your life.

I believe in my heart that above other things the disconnect from nature, from the earth, is symbolic in the biggest way possible of the disconnect to the divine feminine. This has now manifested in so many ways. Ignoring humanities connection to mother earth and the desecration and disregard for her has shown itself in the suppression and dishonoring of the feminine in every possible way. The spiritual connection to the earth and to the feminine in all her majesty is crucial for our spiritual enrichment and survival. The disconnect from the resonance of the earth has led us down a treacherous path.

So when you feel the call, answer her. Answer her for all those who can not hear, who will not hear. Answer her through peaceful times and challenging times. Offer up your own connection to her to something far greater.

Offer it up for humanity.

We are the earth.

We are the stars.

We are one another.

Do it.

Let’s do it together.

We were born for this.

Let us remember who we are.


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The Magic of Destiny

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prayers light up the sky

with hope

signs appear

as if by magic

energies swirl

whispering your destiny

fears rise

out of dark secret places

fears of old

rusted and creaking

magic blooming

with divine possibility

a cosmic brew

yours for the taking

sip a cup of magic

spill a cup of fear

rise up and walk

the path seldom traveled

the magic of destiny

is calling your name

 


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Joan of Arc

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There are powerful energies at work. Timelines are merging. A dream led me to reread these messages from Joan of Arc. These are precious and powerful words that I still can not read without weeping. Grant yourself the time to experience the fullness of this incredible gift. More on my website.

http://www.theheartoflove.com/joan-of-arc.html

The seeds of hope, light and transformation are within you. As battles rage there is peace within. As timelines merge and fall away a new time is created. A new world is birthed.

As one hopeful heart overcomes thousands upon thousands of bitter hearts, all is continuously transformed on levels unseen but felt in moments of reverence and quiet contemplation.

Legions of angels and precious beings reign light upon you and offer a sustenance made of heaven’s pure light. This spiritual encouragement lightens your hearts, eases your burdens, and illuminates your spiritual strength and magnificence. Pour open your heart. Be not afraid, for the power within is as mighty as Heaven itself.

Through these times of great transformation think of those who have gone before, for the power of one has created the miraculous. And this is the power of which I now speak, your own true power, that which reigns within. Manifest your power through a word or a touch, through a head devoutly bowed or a knee bent in reverence. Manifest your power with a prayer softly uttered. Manifest your power through a kindness given. Manifest your power through a heart awakened. Manifest your truth through the power of love.

Be not afraid.

Raise your banner of truth and march sweetly forward in strength.


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Esoteric Mystery

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I am falling
praying
desperately
show me a way
out of this dark hell
and into the light of a miracle
I know too much
and not enough
the truth of my lives
line up before me
swirling in visions, dreams
and synchronicities
an esoteric mystery
unsolvable by earthly means
I am weary
and so I pray
for some kind of miracle
for the answer lies beyond all this
this I know for sure
and in the dark of night
between despair and hope
my cries and prayers are heard
and the miracle appears