Tales from the Temple. Mary

You rose with a soft pink Sun.    Your hair filled with the essence of the dawn, and you lifted your eyes to the morning with the reverence of one who had travelled so far.

Read these words with your heart.    Fill your soul with the story of you and know that you are the Beloved.   You are the one who came to find you.    There is a chorus of birdsong filling the air on these nights towards the season when you will be met by the comfort of remembrance.  

A softness is beginning to fill your heart as you go further within its temple and the holiness of God.

A small golden haired child played on the steps of the temple and sang its own sweet song that lifted the hearts of those who heard.      The birds gathered nearby knowing that the innocent heart would be the one to awaken the world.  

What would it be that would stir those to remember that the Temple of God has the innocent child as its doorkeeper?    A child who has yet to learn the ways of the world weary from growing into its adulthood.    An innocence who sees only the possibilities of each moment in its true magnificence.    The surety of adulthood was to be replaced with the unknowing of an innocent child’s belief in miracles.   It would be the creative spark created without chaos!    There would be no whirlpool of thoughts to create the chaotic flow of rebirth only the gentle laughter of surrender as the creative innocence merges with the Mother to be born in each precious moment.

In surrendering to the innocent YOU there is a stillness of the child who is deep in thought and wonder.   A child lost from you but found within the temple of God.    No title is needed for this beautiful being.   No collective consciousness of anything but LOVE.

Let the story of You return to the child who has yet to realise you left him/her there to travel a great journey.    They are on the steps of the great Temple as close to God as you can be.    Their beautiful heart is seen in the eyes of the child/children you love and in those who have surrendered to love being all there is.

Beyond words is where the love of God rests.

Tales from the Temple

Mary

The Golden Rose Path 2022

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