Thanks to Golden Age of Gaia.
Steve Beckow: Michelle sent in this poem describing her own experience with the transformative forces at work today.
Merging with My Higher Self
Tapping into the ever-present river of bliss,
The underlying truth,
The all within.
So close by, yet somehow elusive.
The smile spreads across my face,
while reading light-filled passages,
or gazing at a bright blue sky,
relaxing in the bath.
Many facets to this jewel,
Both peace and childlike joy,
Bringing tears to the eyes.
A clarity of mind and clear expression,
Expanded understanding of our world.
I laugh at the absurdity of conflict,
Like fingers from the same hand waging war.
A tendency for mischief,
Like a cat seeking play.
A lightness of heart,
Life’s just a game.
Electricity and silk.
Within the loving arms
of my partner.
An enhanced version of self,
A strong desire for artistic expression.
Increasing frequency of occurrence,
I’m somewhat dulled until the connection returns.
But the imprint is strong now,
The memory is sure.
I expect the silly smiler