The Heart of Love

Prayers, Poetry, Divine Inspiration by Gail Swanson


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Hurricane Irma and the Sacred Jacaranda

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We left Sarasota Florida on Saturday the day before Hurricane Irma hit. I had been getting the strong message to go since Monday. Finally the whole family felt the same and we made the decision to pack up and go. It is a very strange feeling to be leaving your home not knowing what you will find when you return. The main feeling of course is that everyone is safe and out of harms way. We had my grandchildren and all our animals to consider.

I said my prayers and asked the guardians of my home and yard for protection. We have enormous trees surrounding one side of the house. My beloved Jacaranda, my beautiful friend and comforter stands tall and majestic in the corner of the yard. I prayed I would find her still standing when I returned.

We drove for 17 hours and arrived at 5am In Georgia. We slept a few hours and continued on to North Carolina with 3 cars, 2 children, 4 dogs and a cat. My Petey is old and blind and I worried about how he would take all the upheaval. There is so much to this story but today this is the story I want to tell.

After we settled in our hotel in NC and the storm had passed Sarasota we asked a friend to stop by the house and see if there was any major damage. He reported that the house was ok but the tree in the corner of the yard was uprooted. I was so relieved to hear the trees had not crashed through our home and at the same time my heart sank for my beautiful friend would be no more.

As I sat there absorbing the news I gave thanks for all the divine protection we had along the way on such a strange and stressful trip and that we were all together safe and sound. I prayed for everyone who was experiencing the effects of the storm whether they chose to stay or to go. I was deeply grateful for everything.

The next day as I thought about my beautiful tree who had been my beloved companion from the day I moved into my home I thought too about all the altars I had placed beneath her and all the ceremonies, secrets and magic we had shared.

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I thought about how I had taught my grandchildren to honor and love and give thanks to the trees and how much she has meant to them too.

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I had been holding back my grief for her because of all the loss that people were suffering all over, such terrible unbearable losses. This was a tree, not a person or a home or any precious irreplaceable thing that people were losing in the aftermath of these terrible storms. I was aware that this was nothing in comparison and I should get on with it and continue my prayers and thankfulness and I did but then out of nowhere the tears came.

The tears were for everyone and everything and I let them flow and I let myself feel it all. I do believe that we are all walking around holding in so much. Times like these when you feel the suffering of others it merges with all the suffering and this is how we connect with everything and everyone. It wakes us and shakes us out of our own little worlds and prayers fill the heavens. We will never know the beauty that is happening above all the chaos and destruction we are experiencing here on earth. Each prayer is a saving grace for someone somewhere, this I know.

After all the praying and the crying I received a text from another friend who offered to go check my home and take pictures and send them to me. And this is my little miracle … the uprooted tree was the tree before the Jacaranda and it was so huge you couldn’t see past it.

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So the first friend went no further and described the uprooted tree as the tree in the corner but just beyond that uprooted tree stood my sacred Jacaranda!

When I arrived home I made my way past the uprooted tree leaning on the house and there she was with many gigantic branches lost but still standing strong and majestic. I got my camera, started taking pictures and I asked the guardians to show me how she and my home had been protected and again I gave thanks.

This was the answer.

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Still She Stands

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A Summer Solstice Story – Part Two – Heaven Sent

To catch up on this ongoing story please see A Summer Solstice Story https://gailheartoflove.wordpress.com/2017/06/23/a-summer-solstice-story/

This is how the day started today.

After what happened at the Summer Solstice Ceremony with the circle of birds over me this picture was the first thing I saw this morning and really this is what it felt like.

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I always say when someone you love passes all the other deaths come marching forward and all the grief you have ever felt merges with the newest loss. That is the way it always is for me anyway. I don’t know how I could get through any of this without the magic.

I just found a picture I have never seen in my life. I burst into tears at the sight of it. My memory is not great so I showed it to my husband who remembers everything. He said “I have never seen this picture before.” Now I cried even harder.

There he is, our Billy, the one who lost his life in Viet Nam. There he is smiling at me in a picture we have no idea where it came from. And in no uncertain terms, all these years later, he is telling me for the second time, from beyond the veil “I was there to greet her.”

I knew this and even though I knew this and had seen it and the etching from the Viet Nam wall confirmed it – Billy’s picture arrived today straight from Heaven.

As I am writing this my husband comes in and looks out the window and tells me to look and there is the most beautiful red tailed hawk sitting on our fence. This is the first time we have seen a hawk sitting on our fence and she/he comes right in the middle of this story.

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Hawk spirit animals belong to the realm of bird medicine. It carries the symbolism that comes with the ability to fly and reach the skies.”
 Hawks are the protectors and visionaries of the Air. They hold the key to higher levels of consciousness. This power animal enables us to awaken vision and inspires a creative life purpose. Having Hawk as power animal means your life will be filled with responsibility, because Hawk people seek the overall view. You will most probably be aware of omens and spirit messages.

A Red tailed Hawk is special. It will ALWAYS be with you, for life. It has direct ties to the Kundalini, the seat of primal life force. It is linked to the base chakra. If you have this power animal, you need to be aware of and work toward fulfilling your soul’s destiny. It reflects far greater intensity of energy within your life: physically, emotionally and mentally. Spiritual forces will be felt strong within you.

One trait all hawks share, is the ability to move between the seen and unseen realms gracefully, joining both worlds together. Their acute vision attributes this ability, their discriminating nature keeps them out of dangers path. Hawks have a broad vision, allowing them to see what the future holds. In man this is a symbol of prophetic insight.

“In ancient Egypt, the hawk was considered a royal bird and a symbol of the soul (ba). Isis is said to have shape shifted into a Hawk to save Osiris. Horus also carried Hawk medicine which allowed him to see the “unseeable”.

And so as I have spent this day remembering all the happy days we spent together, my tears of grief and gratitude flow, for the birds and Heaven, for Billy and Kathy and Sally and Emma, all my darling childhood friends who are no longer here.  They speak to me in magical ways from wherever they are. I know that Kathy now rests in the arms of the angels. She is reunited with all her beloveds and one day soon I will hear from her too.

I love you all so.


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Love Nature and Magic

This is a story of the way nature heals. This is a story of what love can do. And this is a story of magic.  I was having a very rough day and I was in tears. My husband knows that the beach is everything to me. It was the end of a long day and we were both tired. He said “Come on I’ll drive you to the beach.”

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The moment we got there the dolphins arrived and they were very close to the shore. We rushed over to where they were and I was immediately filled with such joy. We watched as they swam out to sea and marveled at how this happened the moment we arrived. I wish I had time to get my camera to capture the moment but it happened just as we placed our things on the sand.

As soon as we got into the water to swim I turned and saw the most beautiful rainbow and then we noticed there were two.  Double Rainbow.

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Then I felt something under my feet and reached down to find a rock in the shape of a heart.

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I took some pictures of the beauty that was happening all around us. Sometimes the pictures come out blurry for no reason but that is when the magic shows up.

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Nature is the healing balm. Love took me out of my sorrow and brought me to the sea. Magic is everywhere.

I am blessed.

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Warriors of the Rainbow

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artist Thomas Blackshear

When magic is happening all around you and your belief in everything is constantly reaffirmed everything looks different.  Today is one of those days filled with magic and confirmation.  If you believe you can see it all.  I feel deeply deeply thankful for these eyes that see and for all the loving guides who are with me every moment.

Today my photographs were filled with rainbows.

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And butterflies

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Butterflies in Divine Union

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And in between there were incredible images like this

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And then you come onto your Facebook and the first thing you see is this Warriors of the Rainbow image and well I just don’t think any explanation is needed.  But maybe that’s just me   🙂


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The Journey

 

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open to the journey without expectation
knowing all will be given
open to the letting go
fearing nothing
knowing all will be released
embrace the new
and honor the old
as the world continues to turn

breathe in the sun
and swallow the moon
dance with the stars in heaven
for each world and every dimension
joins you in your ascension
breathing all forces into your heart
and whispering dreams of encouragement

live this life in truth and integrity
for it effects all others
be one with nature
and one another
be one with all aspects of your being

proclaim each day
a day lived with love
and a faith that grows ever strong
omit nothing, allowing everything
dream and trust in the answer

that all is as it should be
each twist and each turn
each joy and every sorrow
each hurt and anger turned to love
each heartache that births compassion

yes all these things
and yes all you see
and all that you only imagine
feel it all
and live it well
consecrate all unto heaven

bow your head
and receive each blessing
and raise your voice in praise
for the conscious awakening
destined to be
a world merging heaven and earth

for each blade of grass
and each droplet of water
that partners and springs forth new life
you are as these
at one with all
nourishing your world
if you choose

and as you honor
and as you trust
as the world continues to turn
hearts shall mend
and love shall rekindle
in souls who believe in magic

for wonders alight
in heaven and on earth
and the sound of rejoicing
shall vibrate
into the hearts of each man and each woman
and into the eyes of each child

and the earth shall emerge
as never before
and her people shall live in peace

if you dare to dream
and you dare to live
by love, by truth
and by light

for the light of love dwells in each heart
and loving compassion illuminates
and powers this light as you make it your own
your light
your world
your heaven

 


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Magic Calling

I have something that is doing a real good imitation of the flu. I am routinely sidetracked by physical issues but I have learned that no matter what is going on in the outside world the sky, the trees and the nature beings are always right here. When they speak, I listen and so in my robe and slippers out I go because magic is calling.

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Almost There

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Edward Robert Hughes

There are stories upon stories to tell. There is beauty and majesty and spiritual nourishment to lift us and sustain us through the constant unveiling of some very dark agendas.

We can not turn our heads nor only see that which is beautiful for the dark and ugly builds strength and fortitude and grants the opportunity for the greatest light.

Each soul’s light is bright enough to vanquish the darkest and most unimaginable atrocity. With intention and conscious awareness we see, feel and transmute through our thoughts, our bodies and our truth.

This is the magic.
This is the alchemy.

Nature is our elixir.
Earth is our breath sanctified.
The stars our crowning glory.

We are almost there.
Don’t give up.


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Phoenix

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Noelle Grace

I have been weepy for days.  Is it all the war, the thousands of refugees and the complete disregard for human life?  Is it the pain from the injury to my right arm and the connection to a past life that shows itself wherever I turn?  Is it the anniversary of my mother’s passing?  Is it the realization that there is no hope of reconciliation ever with someone I love so deeply?  Yes.  It is all these things and more.

I have not had a shred of inspiration to write for some time.  The pain in my arm has been the kind of pain I have never experienced before.  As I always do I look for the meaning in everything.  The right arm is my dominant arm and the side of the masculine.  This means I have been forced to use the left which is of course the feminine side.  That in itself is rather interesting.    I am being forced to rely more on the feminine side while suffering a deep and painful wound on the masculine side.

Just this morning I discovered that I cannot write by hand because it is too painful.  Everything I have ever written has been by hand because there is a natural organic flow that flows through the body and onto the page.  So I thought that perhaps this is another message that there is never only one way to do things.

I am by nature a happy and optimistic person.  I am also a person who feels and carries much in my physical body.  The emotional effects the physical.  The physical effects the emotional.  There are trials and initiations that bring us to our knees. There is love and beauty and magic that raises us again and again.

How many times must the Phoenix rise?


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I Am She

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Chie Yoshii

Come
enter the place where magic resides
for I am She who resides in the Heavens
I am She who rises at sunrise
and breathes remembrance back into your heart
I am She who some have forgotten
your sleep so deep so quiet and still
hear my purr roar like thunder
feel my power reign down on earth
when shall you wake oh sleeping prophets
out of your slumber and into the dream


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My Enchanted Girl ~ for my daughter Kate

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my enchanted girl lives among the fairies
and my enchanted girl lives beneath the sea
at night the mermaids comb her hair
and the fairies beckon to her
they urge her never to forget
the wonders that she knows
so the fairies twirl and dance and sing
and the mermaids gently guide her
they sprinkle magic in her eyes
and whisper her true name
they only have one wish for her
that she will always know
that fairies dance behind her eyes
and mermaids kiss her lips
that she was crowned so long ago
the queen of sea and glen
yes my enchanted girl lives among the fairies
and my enchanted girl lives beneath the sea
and all who look upon her
may see within her eyes
the strength of ancient wisdom
and the light of the morning star
for she is blessed and known
throughout all space and time
for heaven shines upon her
enchanted girl of mine