Imprinted Kisses
In all things of Nature
are the Imprinted Kisses of the Divine-
that Intelligence of Design,
the Wonders of Change and Growth,
that Energy creating Dualities,
creating Relationships and Relativities-
the Unseen creating the Seen-
Imperfections allowing Perfections,
a Dot becoming a Square,
the This Here and That There,
and Our Kisses saying We Care.
March 2, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
Sunlight Through Raindrops: When I Go Home:
When I go Home, It isn’t here on Earth
though I bless this place of many a birth
in many a time and land.
Home isn’t even among the Stars
like the Sirius System, Pleiades and Mars
or all the other places I once knew.
When I go Home, I’ll not delay to stay
in the myriad versions of ‘heavens and hells’
co-created in layered Astral Realms,
Imaginal Realms, Realms of Nightmares and Dreams
where everything seems to ‘feel real’.
I’ve been to these heavens and hells before,
seen their gods and devils, angels and demons before,
their myriad names of power, their games
of rewards and punishments, games of peace and war
amidst the veils of all created illusions,
mythologies, systems of hierarchies and confusions.
When I go Home, I’ll return to Pure Light and Love,
the Great Oneness, the Grace of God Source,
Unconditional Love, our True Eternal Home
in Ultimate Reality, Fully Merged In God.
Then I Am and That’s All That Is,
the Great Oneness of Pure Being.
I may choose to Stay Formless or Continue On
exploring the True ‘Other Side’, Other Ways
of Being in Spirit and Remembering
‘Being Home’, the Great Oneness, Pure Being.
When I go Home again, ‘Being Heaven’ again,
I may Stay or Continue On
to Be Born in Physical Worlds-
choosing to explore New Adventures
or Re-Living Adventures in different ways.
I Am Life Living-Living Life In Many Ways
In the Ever Present, Ever Here, Ever Now.
In Forms, I often forget who I am-
a device, a method to play roles of Becoming,
Becoming those Creative Visions I choose-
no ‘better’, no ‘less’, than ‘Others’ too,
for We Are Life Living- Living Life In Many Ways.
Sooner or later, We All Return To Source,
To Ultimate Reality, To Pure Light and Pure Love,
To ‘Being Home’ and ‘Being Heaven’ again.
October 4, 2021
Shelley Wilson
Numbers (my digital music composition)
******NUMBERS******
these
beautiful
powerful
wonderful
NUMBERS…
Proof and Sign
to those Aware
Life’s Divine Design
1×1=1
11×11=121
111×111=12321
1111×1111=1234321
11111×11111=123454321
111111×111111=12345654321
1111111×1111111=1234567654321
11111111×11111111=123456787654321
111111111×111111111=12345678987654321
(Poem by Shelley Wilson Victoria BC January 27, 2014)
May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
Those Held Dear (my digital music composition)
We weep the loss of those held dear.
We hold their memory with our tears,
with flowers and stones
that honour their names,
releasing their bodies to earth,
to water, to air, and to flames.
We note the dates of their birth and death
with comforting words to those they’ve left.
Were they loving? Were they kind?
What were the things they left behind?
How did they define their life and worth?
We celebrate and mourn with grief,
repeating inherited or chosen beliefs
as words of power to banish fear
in knowing our turn, too, is drawing near.
Were we loving? Were we kind?
What were the things we left behind?
What defined our values and our worth
co-creating our life on Earth?
I sit in the cemetery’s morning light
watching such a heart-welcomed sight.
Three brave and gentle, beautiful deer
quietly approach me, ever so near.
I send them feelings of joy and peace,
finding freedom in cares release.
I share their calm presence, so gentle, so brave.
They feed on wildflowers growing on graves.
I share their gift of Here and Now,
no longer concerned by when or how
the stories of our lives will end.
This Present draws me gently in
to that ever still and timeless space within-
into the Light I see so clearly-
into the Love I hold so dearly-
Communion, Compassion, and Mystery.
No one is separate, forsaken, alone
for this Light is pure Love and Light is our Home.
Space and Time are wonder-filled Life at play
creating magic everywhere, everyday.
Space-time is fabric woven of Life Itself,
interwoven, vibrating Energy
creating Experience, experiencing all,
All That Is Itself, Its glorious Self.
Everything is expanding Consciousness.
Life moves and creates and feels through us-
the Observer that sees behind our eyes, all eyes-
the Divine in everyday, common disguise.
Everything is Source Energy-
different frequencies, varying degrees
of evolving Awareness-
even all that seems dead and inert
like mountains, rocks, sand, and dirt.
We watch to see how things behave-
disappearing particles, dancing waves-
surprising evidence appearing strange.
We jump the boundaries of our Age.
All Matter is Energy in a Process divine.
Form and Energy are One in Truth sublime,
yet forms do ever change and disappear
so we weep the loss of those held dear.
I feel grateful and humble as I can be,
enjoying this morning’s company
of silent deer and thoughts of those held dear.
But they’ve gone beyond and are not here.
Shelley Wilson
June 22, 2013
May your Spirit shine brightly, Shelley
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