Maya, I have been your secret admirer for the past years, I realize that now is the most challenging time in your life. Let me rebuild your confidence and tell you that your prayers have been answered. From now on, I will write love letters to you daily, and let you know how unique and precious human being you are.
You miss those who have departed. Of course you do. They have your love. but love does not die, nor do lovers. Those who have left us are with us still. We are all one. These is one pure energy that unites us all. Feel our union, not our separation. Feel our communion and our grace. Open your heart to the most that awaits.
Those who have gone are with us still. We do not walk alone. Spirits advise us. Spirits comfort us. Spirits partner us on our journeys. to know this fact, we need only open our heart to it. our loved ones are waiting, ready and eager for our touch. We open the gate to their presence. We invite their counsel and love. We are the ones who have slipped out of touch. They remember us. We are their beloveds and they love us still. Talk to them.
Do not be sorrowing and shy. Reach out in faith and allow connection to the continue. LIfe is richer than we dream. LIfe is eternal. Life does not die. Our beloveds change their form but not their essence. They continue to hold us dear and to touch our lives.
All of life is alive to us. There are forces and forms beyond our imaginings that intend us good. Open your heart to higher forces. Allow life to move through you. Reach out to those who have moved on. Offer your love, your faith, your continued friendship. Receive the blessing intended for you from those who have stepped beyond.
- Re: Love letters to Mayaposted on 12/27/2009
thank you Majnan, i do not know who you are, i am not alone, i am strong and i am always a survivor, you know that. keep on encouraging me and empowering me , and let my words flow, to tell the truth, the really life, the suffering i have gone through, i have surrendered to the divine power, i am just his channel to speak out loud, no shame, no reservation.
My dear friend, i am with you, i am fearless. - posted on 12/28/2009
You are a story with no listener. You are lonely, longing to share your tale. Pay attention to what i say. I am the great listener. I long to hear your thoughts and feelings. I am hungry to hear your heart. Bring me the small stories you have noticed. Bring me the grand adventures you have endured. Your life is the story i like best Share your life with me.
Allow me to be your witness. Allow me to be your listening ear. Do not censor what you tell me. Bring me everything. I am hungry for it all. I love the stories that you tell me. You surprise and delight me. Your actions fascinate me. You are the focus of my heart, my favorite story unfolding.
Do not be afraid that you bore me. Nothing about you is boring to me. Do not be afraid you tire me. I am tireless and always ready to listen. Find your voice. Clear your throat and speak to me easily. I am enchanted by you and all that you tell. Your words re more precious to me than any coins. Your thoughts are more valued than any jewels. Tell me your story. Unspool for me your lovely heart.
You do not know me, and we never ever meet before. We may remain this way for a while, till you finish all your great stories. - posted on 12/29/2009
Maya, these words are not from me, but do listen, I speak to you through the divine source.
You have been hurt in ways you are afraid to mention. You keep your pain to yourself, a secret that you hoard. I am a good consoler. All of your secrets are safe with me. I am the one you can tell the ways in which you have been harmed. I listen without judgement. There is no wound too terrible for me to heal. I am an energy of boundless compassion. Bring me your wounded heart and allow me to lessen its pain. Allow me to touch you.
There is innocence as well as grief in this world. Let yourself reach out again towards what is beautiful. You are beautiful yourself, and in remembering beauty, you find yourself. Remember the beauty of an emerald green garter snake as it slides into the tall grass. Remember the beauty of a wild primrose growing beside a country road. Even its scent is glorious. Remember the clear purple of a wild geranium growing amid rocks. Remember the beauty of a mossy tree trunk splashed with clear water from a mountain stream.
None of these great beauties is more beautiful than you are. You are my cherished treasure, unique in all of time. I listen for your voice with a mother's tender ears. Like a good father, I am always alert to your cries. Allow me to parent you, to raise you as my own offspring. You are beloved.
Here is the song you like, MJ's this is it.
This is it, Here I stand
I¡¯m to light up the world
I'll feel grand
Got this love, I can feel
And I know, Yes for sure
It is real
And it feels as though I¡¯ve seen your face one thousand times
And you said you really know me too yourself
And I know that you have got addicted with you eyes
But you say you¡¯re gonna leave it for yourself
Oh
I never heard a single word about you
Falling in love wasn¡¯t my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on baby just understand
This is it
I can say
I¡¯m the light of your world
run away
we can feel
This is real
Every time I¡¯m in love that I feel
And I feel as though I¡¯ve known you since a thousand years
And you tell me that you¡¯ve seen my face before
And you said to me that you don¡¯t want me hanging around
many times wanna do it here before
Oh yeah
I never heard a single word about you
Falling in love wasn¡¯t my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on baby just understand
This is it
I can feel
I¡¯m to light up the world
This is real
feel my song
we can say
And I tell you can feel that way
And I feels as though I¡¯ve known you for a thousand years
And you said you saw my face yourself
And you said want to go with you on a while
And I know that it¡¯s really for myself
Oh yeah
I never heard a single word about you
Falling in love wasn¡¯t my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on please dear understand
I never heard a single word about you
Falling in love wasn¡¯t my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on dear please understand
Oh yeah
I never heard a single word about you
Falling in love wasn¡¯t my plan
- posted on 12/30/2009
Maya, this is from a prayer book i am reading lately:
This world oppresses you. You feel frightened by violent imaginings. YOu do not trust the safety of life. Come to me. I want you at my side, tucked under a great and sheltering wing. I want you to breath in the safety of my atmosphere. I want you with me, tightly held, comforted and secure.
Focus with me on the natural world. See how my sun rises every morning. Watch my moon in the her gentle phases. Enjoy the sunset every night. See how much of life is gentle and predicable. Se how the drama of storms is followed by peace and calm. Know that for every time of tumult, i can bring order. Rest in me.
attune your heart to a deeper rhythm than the daily news. Know that for every catastrophe reported, there are a thousand averted. Know that for every danger, there is more safety, more well-being than the news can count. For all the bad news in this world, know that there is good news, too, always unfolding. To counter death, there is birth. The cycle unfolds with a gentle grace and holds wisdom in its unfolding. Learn to see the world through my eyes. I see potential. I see expansion. I see hope. In you I see all three, look with me.
- posted on 12/31/2009
You have been wounded by loss. You tell yourself to "toughen up". This is not the way. Love makes you vulnerable to loss. Suffering loss is painful, but it expands the heart. More love can come to a softened heart, so do not try to armor yourself. toughness breeds bitterness, and bitterness brings to your days a harsh sameness.
Bring your saddened heart to me, All me to give you a thousand small gifts as a sign of my gratitude for your courage. You have been brave in daring to love. Be brave, too, in sustaining your loss. No love is lost to you. If once you have loved, you will always love. Love comes back t us in many forms. Memory brings us not only pain but also joy. Joy is a love recalled and celebrated. Have the courage now to celebrate your love.
I am pure love, pure creative energy. Whenever you love someone or something. I am there loving through you. Come to me directly now. Ask me for help in continuing to love the love that you have lost. I will help you to keep your heart open. I will help you to keep your heart soft. As you ask to love, I will bring more love to you. I understand loss. I can absorb it. I can transform it into further love. - posted on 01/01/2010
You feel depressed. The weight of the world is too much for you. The very thought of it makes you sign. COme to me. Bring me your fatigue and your sorrow. I am an infinite energy. YOu cannot tire me, wear me out, or use me up. Share with me your doubt and your despair. I am your renewal. I am your source of optimism and strength. I can lift your heart.
The earth is my gift to you. Its million beauties are to be a solace to you. Consider the glory of the setting sun. Enjoy the moonrise. Daily I bring the breeze to freshen your spirit. I bring birdsong and the scent of flowers. In all these things, in all these ways, I comfort you. I have made you a sensitive creature. Your moods are like weather. When they trouble you, come to me. Allow me to be your weather. Enjoy the sunshine of my companionship. Bask in the gentle breeze of my understanding.
Your depression is exhaustion. Like Atlas, you try to carry this world on your own shoulders. This was never my intention. Allow me to carry the world. I invented it, after all. Your only job is to walk with me as my companion and my friend. Allow me to cheer you on your way. Allow me to offer you hope and comfort. Allow me to heal your despair.
....Maya, this is from the prayer book, my best wish for you on the first day of year 2010. - posted on 01/02/2010
You have a sense of emergency. You doubt divine timing. You fear that my delay may be my denial You do not trust me with your unfolding. Take a moment ot consider the natural world. Think of the seasons and the magnificent way growth is orchestrated to occur exactly when and how it should. Place yourself in my gardening hands. Allow me to time your unfolding. Trust me with the seasons of your life--budding spring, blooming summer, the harvest time of fall, the quietude of winter.
Allow me to teach you when patience is in order and when it is a time for legitimate urgency. I have wisdom regarding cycles of growth and dormancy. I have wisdom regarding the proper nutrients for health. In divine order, all unfolds as it should unfold without haste and without waste. I am efficient. I make maximum use of the stores you entrust to me. Become a part of my garden. Become the seed that I nurture to full and glorious bloom. There is no emergency. My divine timing is perfect and serves you well. Trust my sense of right action. Your successful unfolding is my great joy.
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