Call to Prayer

Call to Prayer

I call to the hills and mountains
To the towns and to the cities
to the old and the young ones,
to the richest and the poorest.

I call to those by the river,
to those who live by the sea,
to those of every nation,
from all corners of our Earth.

I call to those in the forests,
to the ones who live out on the plains
I call you all to join as one
I call you all to prayer.

To those who have a god or gods,
I call to you to pray;
to those who do not pray, I ask
for action and reflection.

I call for all to join as one,
whatever you may believe.
I call to you to change this world,
to leave it better than we found it.

I call for en masse healing,
to heal both heart and mind.
If we can heal the earth around us,
so too are our hearts and bodies cleansed.

Clean the rivers and plant more trees,
learn to live in harmony,
Live with the land that nurtures us,
pray to make the change.

Don't bite the hand that feeds us,
Take care of what we have
Use wisely what is given to us,
Pray to make the change.

Let us join hands and rejoice in the earth,
let it fill us with its love and warmth
Let it cleanse us as we cleanse it
Pray to make the change.

I pray for healing of the body;
to mend broken bones and broken hearts;
to ward off illness and strife
to bring the flesh back to health.

I pray for healing of the mind;
to eliminate pain and end needless suffering
to restore peace and calm in the psyche
to bring a soul from the darkness to the light.

So I pray for healing of the earth;
Light a candle to brighten the way.
Stand on a hilltop and call to the winds
Cause a clamour and cause a stir
Rouse the people to take a stand
Pray to heal our home
Pray to make the change.

SH  8th February 2013

)O(

Prison without walls

Prison without walls

Marching they come, marching they go
Such busy lives, so much to do
So much to see and feel and hear
I see, I hear, but I feel nothing.

They rise in the morning with a plan in their heads
a bright, shining future, laid out and clear
round and round, to and fro they walk
Never stopping, too eager to move foward.

It's all very well to wake up in the morning
but why without reason or even a plan?
When day after day is all the same,
each week a counterpart of the next and the last.

The days roll by, no life, no colour
Each day a living death creeps closer and closer
a walking death is no life at all,
a life in flesh but a death in spirit.

Round and round with the others I walk,
a bright, shining future, clouded and dim,
such busy lives, I've so much to do.
Days of endless numbness, nights of coursing pain.

What is the purpose of a life,
if it remains a prison without walls?
How does one live the life of the others
from a cage of pain with invisible bars?

All in a day it begins to choke,
the bars wrap around and real pain claws through the numbness
It's time to get out, to escape
If there are no walls, who stops me from leaving?

I follow the coast down to a bridge
I cross the bridge and come to a town
Through the town I go, then through rolling hills
Til I find myself in the Glassy Isle.

Here there is healing
Here there is joy
Here there is friendship
Here there is trust.

I feel my heart begin to open
I feel my head begin to clear
The colours brighten, the sun shines brighter
I see a path open up before me.

I am home.

SH  7th February 2013

)O(

Musings from inside the goddess temple

Hello all,
for those who are aware of what I've been going through in recent weeks you know how desperately needed my week in Glastonbury was. I got on a train and simply stayed until the money ran out. Four and a half days obviously wasn't enough, as by Saturday when I went for healing the two healers were both in tears after 20 seconds. Goodness knows what I was giving off. I spent most of the time I was there in the goddess temple and I've chosen to thank Kathy Jones and the melissas for their hospitality by donating two of my prize paintings. I learned a good deal in a short time, about forgiveness, releasing of anger, how to slow down and regain some faith in humanity and the capacity for kindess and love from strangers. Here I've posted some of the musings I scribbled down while in the temple, which I hope you can draw something from.

 

In an age when everything can be found on the Internet, people don't seem to want to look further.

Look further! Some things aren't online!
Open your eyes! Look around you! Soak it in!

Breathe the life. Talk to people. Read books.

All life is interconnected.

 

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There is a most enormous energy here, so powerful and so pure that not even the idiots can put a dent in it.

Never have I felt so securely confident that the sacredness of this place will forever be preserved and actively upheld.

 

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I've entered a state of hypersensitivity, which is very odd indeed. I've never felt so receptive to energy.

I've never felt the attraction to the subtle vibration of crystals as I feel now.

Before I came here I was numb and blocked. I'd not felt a thing for weeks.

Now I'm able to channel energy so strongly my hand shakes after a few seconds.

I can feel the subtlest shift of energy in the breeze.

I will use these gifts to the best of my ability for as long as they stay.

On the other hand I feel so fragile I could fall apart.

 

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The tourists and the pilgrims are very easy to tell apart - the tourists are in such a damned hurry all the time. It's like they're on fast-forward.

Chill out folks! Life is for the living, the journey, not the destination.

 

And yet.... the most unlikely of people come in to worship. It's a beautiful thing to see.

 

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Here there is a language without words - a smile can say a thousand things.

We are here for a common purpose - words, the labelling of things and feelings and desires with sounds becomes unnecessary.

It's a feeling of connection like no other.

)O(