The Heart of Love

Prayers, Poetry, Divine Inspiration by Gail Swanson


A Little Testimony Part 1

The vision that changed my whole life has been that which has sustained me through every dark night of the soul and endless days of unbearable physical suffering.

During the time I was experiencing divine guidance from Mary Magdalene I was also blessed to feel the presence of Padre Pio and St. Therese of Lisieux. Later Joan of Arc aided me in countless ways. 

In the last few years my physical condition has become more serious and there are times when the suffering is so great I am sure I can not possibly make it another hour. I weep from the depths of my soul as the feeling of illness and doom is beyond anything I can cope with.

It is then that I turn to the saints and listen while lying in my bed to the stories of their lives. When you are suffering it is impossible not to think constantly of all beings who are suffering. When you feel you may very well be coming to the end of your life you think constantly of all your shortcomings and all your regrets. When you suffer from an illness for years and years on end you become like an island. Everyone seems to drift further and further away as you struggle to keep up with your every day life.

It has been a long journey to reach the age of seventy. It has been difficult yes, but it has also been miraculous. As I lived each day not knowing if I would be sick or well I also did not know what miracle would occur to save me. The blessings that have been showered upon me have only strengthened my belief and my faith. 

There have been long, dry periods where it seems there is no consolation and there have been times of incredible and miraculous wonder where I have been blessed with the gift of The Holy Spirit. 

I have been at my best friend’s bedside as she spent her last days on this earth. I have been shown the meaning of her suffering and the visitation of her guardian angels bequeathing her more time. I have seen the sorrow and the glory of death. I am not afraid to die. It is living we must overcome.

And so at the age of seventy I wish to put to paper where this journey has led me. Is there a meaning in our suffering that is beyond our comprehension? Yes there is. Are the saints in communion with Jesus  and feel what he feels? Yes they do. Are we part of that sanctified communion? Yes we are. Does your suffering and overcoming aid people anywhere in the world who need aid? Yes it does. 

In 2001 I had a vision. This event turned my life upside down and inside out. Mary Magdalene asked me to tell a part of the story. As I listened and wrote all kinds of miraculous things began to happen. The illness coexisted side by side with the miracles. There are  reasons why this happens. Now after all these years and all I have experienced I wish to acknowledge and share the meaning, as I have come to know it, in the agony of suffering and the glory of the grace of Heaven.

Photograph – A gift from Saint Padre Pio


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Calling Mary Magdalene


Once upon a time I had a vision. I saw and heard of my soul connection with Mary Magdalene. My life has never been the same. From that moment on it was as if I stepped into another world and it turned out that world has been more real to me than this one.

That incredible vision opened the door to a great remembrance and that has continued on to this day. The experiences I have had have helped me to navigate this world in ways I never could have imagined. Glimpses beyond the veil are like a sacred healing balm that lift you and enrich you and aid you in your own inner knowing.

These things I continue to experience to this day cannot be explained for they dip into worlds and dimensions that take you far beyond what the mind can comprehend.

This is because it is a journey of the heart.

Today I called out to Mary Magdalene while taking my photographs. This heart is her answer. When I saw this beautiful heart I was taken back to the beginning when it all started, when she spoke to me every day and asked me to put her words into a book. As I was trying to “think” of a title for the book I distinctly heard “The Heart of Love”.

Today this Magdalene Heart of Love reminds me once again how she has been and continues to be a guiding force in all our lives whether we are aware of it or not.

She is ever present.

She is the Heart of Love made manifest.

And so are we.
















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Shelley Sage Heart

Shelley Sage Heart

If I told you this story would you believe it?

Could you believe the time of an ancient wound has come again?

Would you believe the visions and the confirmations?

Would you allow yourself to dive deep into the archetypal wound?

Would you understand that believing is half the battle

And truth is the only answer no matter how far you must go?

These are the times of great transformation.

This is the time of the great remembering.

The crucible of love is carried forth in your hearts.  The pain and sorrow of past injustices are being transformed through each loving word and deed.  As the past merges with the present, physical and emotional bodies respond.  There is so much that you carry, so much you transform. 

The conscious awareness of your soul’s purpose, the knowledge that you have come again to aid in this most transforming time magnifies the outcome of each mission.  As past injustices merge with present injustices you respond with an awakening, an awakening of remembrance of all that has gone before and all that feels familiar in your lives and your world of today.

And as you perceive and awaken, and as a betrayal or injustice today brings back those of times past, you feel, you weep, you cry out, and you may fall.  Then the power within rises, the feminine power of love, the feminine power of strength, the alchemical magic awakens and rises with a power and strength stronger than the past, more powerful than a memory or injustice of today. 

And as the power rises within, and as you feel, acknowledge and respond, you choose the path of the spiritual warrior with a feminine strength present throughout the ages.  For you are bearers of truth and soldiers of freedom.  And through your awareness so vigilant and so true, through each conscious kindness, each voice raised in truth, you transform one by one, a hardened heart or bitter injustice.  Yes the task is mighty and the road long, and you have walked this path again and again but I ask you now to feel in your heart, the power of love and the root of forgiveness.  For only these shall usher in the New World, only these shall move you into the fullness of your true spiritual nature. 

Walk the path with your head held high feeling and knowing your power and strength.  Know that battles once fought for truth and for freedom carry you forth in this time and this place.  Feel the protection of your spiritual armor, carry the sword of truth and enlightenment.  Work your alchemical magic as you transform and transcend all worldly concerns.  Bring forth the balance of masculine and feminine, the strength of the armor and the beauty of love.   

Know,  that which you endure and overcome shall strengthen you…. and that which you forgive shall free you.

Joan of Arc

Received by Gail Swanson


A Glimpse Beyond the Veil

sally's lily pond

Sally Mergenthaler

Nothing is by accident. I came across something I wrote a while back. It is timely as usual and a subject I have come to know very intimately. I hope it helps anyone who suffers to remember who we are.

In many ways we have been programmed to believe certain things. In the new age community there are programs that exist that are part of the old paradigm in my opinion and illness is one of them.

I have had chronic lyme disease for 25 years and I have been through it all, the theories, the judgments, the advice. I have done some writing on this subject from my own perspective and experience as someone who has suffered physically through an amazing spiritual awakening. This is a deep subject.

I have had visions and incredible downloads providing me with glimpses of things that lie beyond what we can see and know here in this dense 3D existence we live in. Of course disease can and does manifest through fear and anger and even grief but there is an aspect to this journey that should be ever present in our hearts and our minds. A great mystic Lars Muhl once said to me “ Any process of suffering carries with it the opportunity for initiation of the highest grade.”

All is happening at the highest level and in the most divine way. Some are here as spiritual warriors, alchemical masters transmuting enormous energies through their physical bodies. This alchemical work has effects on the people and the planet itself in ways we shall never truly know. I know this for sure.

We are multidimensional beings and illness too is multidimensional in nature. There are forces that wish to stop those of us bringing in truth and light and at the same time we hold a power they cannot control or win with no matter what happens to our physical bodies.

Beings that carry great light often experience challenges that could easily weaken them. The power that arises when you must get off your knees again and again is an alchemical power. In spite of all circumstances that take you to the very edge of what you feel you could bear, there is your will. And this will is your divine will for it is sacred and holy and magnificent.

Your divine will knows of the higher purpose. Divine will lifts you in your darkest hours. It matters not if you stumble and lose your way and even wish to give it all up for the divine ones surround you and whisper your spiritual name over and over until your divine remembrance breaks through the darkness. The light remains and each time you rekindle your faith and each time you surrender to the ultimate divine will, which is the will of God, your own personal divine will becomes that much stronger.

We are going to be seeing more and more of some very bright lights transmuting these energies in this way. Some will stay and some will go. All is in perfect divine order.

A Glimpse Beyond the Veil

When my best childhood friend Sally was journeying through a serious illness we spent a lot of time together. We had many amazing miraculous experiences during this time. For some reason I was in a heightened state of seeing and was able to share what I was being shown with her. One day we were on the phone as usual and at this point she was in the hospital and now unable to get up out of bed and walk. Sally was an artist and her hospital bed was filled with her art supplies. She continued to create beautiful art from her bed.

On this particular day when I called her she told me she was in distress because she was watching what was happening during Hurricane Katrina on the news. I told her to turn it off that it was not good for her to be watching something so upsetting. The next thing I knew I began to see a vision of a family stranded on a roof as the waters were rising. I was then shown something like a golden thread going from Sally to this family.

Sally was a unique and incredible person. Even at the point when she could no longer leave her bed she surrounded herself with her art and continued to create. She never complained. She was filled with love and grace. This energy that Sally was emitting while unable to get of that bed was helping to sustain these people who could not get off of that roof.
It was incredible that I was able to describe at that moment to Sally what I was seeing. When I told her we were both filled with chills. It was an incredible blessing for us both. Sally could see what she was doing from the higher view and this has helped me in ways I cannot even express.

Can you imagine if we could all see what was happening beyond what we can see here? It would change the world. I hope this experience that Sally and I had will comfort you and encourage you for nothing is what it seems.

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Esoteric Mystery


I am falling
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