Soaring in their flights Bringing whispery memories
Pausing for brief moments Then drifting through The night's slumbering rest Dragonfly drifting thought forms Revealing deep insights with Iridescent themes Touching the subconscious Awakening magical schemes Of long hidden memories Past lives and present times Blessings and sorrows Old talents and new skills Deep valleys, steep hillsNow imagination fly free Gently touching you and me Brushing tree tops and clouds Over cities and crowds Drifting above the seas Keeping company with birds Knowing their messages Return now to the earth body Waken to the Sun Reminding one of the nights journey Keep the bright presence of dragonfly And fly (soar) through the day.
Sweet Spirit, may the power of Eagle give you strength and guidance in this life. May the wisdom of Owl guide and direct you and teach you the beauty of the night. May the keen sight of Hawk give you clarity and insight. May the magic and humor of Crow help you to laugh and dance along the way. May the peaceful beauty of Dove soften the winds of fate in your personal universe. May the grace of Swan permeate your consciousness and give you balance. May the voice of Jay teach you to speak your truth clearly. May the brilliance of Cardinal warm your heart and bring you love. May the dignity of Crane teach you the value of integrity and faithfulness and sustain you when life’s lessons are challenging. May the giveaway of Turkey gift you with a generous heart. And may the flight of Heron lift your spirit and keep your purpose clear and bright. May the broad wings of Condor shelter you from storms. And may the healing powers of Vulture keep you clean and strong. May the flight of Goose keep you directed and secure on your path. And may the iridescent beauty of Hummingbird fill your life with rainbows and lovely reflections of all that is. May the grace of Egret fly you through your dreams. And may the playfulness and intelligence of Parrot remind you to play like a child, with joy. And may Bluebird always sing you the song of happiness.
the cougar spirit don't need to hunt for prey she hunts for her spiritual needs for what she needs today
treads softly on her path silent and aware swiftly on her path silently aware
her claws are threads of energy she splays into the air and catches her experience with senses sharp and clear
she sees and she touches she hears and she scents she feels and then she heals she feels and then she heals
she has kept her speed the speed to master her environment she is the master the master of her soul
she's not afraid she's found her strength and all this cougars do she's not afraid she's found her strength and this she'll say to you
when face to face with thunder you hold the lightening power direct it to your brothers and sisters transfused with healing rays
because some are in need and you know the need and you know we don't need pain it's the seed of compassion that tells us we're alive the seed of compassion tells us we're alive
my friend the badger she knows how to trust believes in her own intuition so focused on everything is within this world is only an illusion her coat velvet black and pearly irridescent reflects the sky moon and stars above her energy is wild her energy is sweet she integrates both she can be righteously and fiercely protective and alert as well as loving and peaceful and meditative without splitting in two
i'm going to ship my shape to another shore the shore where shapes are born i'll shift away from the shape i am and make room for one more i'll leave this port and travel on and on until i form into a shape that flies or swims or creeps or crawls i'll make my choice to be chosen from those that are waiting on the wing or fin or claw or paw and ship the power of the gentle ones to the entrance of the door the door of dreams the dreamer lives in every form the dreamer has no fear to move to change to rearange to question and to clear awake awake no not your eyes awaken in the dream and learn the way of all that lives for that is your own world
In all the world there is nobody like me Since the beginning of time, there has never been another person like me Nobody has my smile Nobody has my eyes, my nose, my hair, my hands, my voice I’m special No one can be found who has my handwriting Nobody anywhere has my taste for food or music or art No one sees things just as I do In all of time there has been no one who laughs like me, no one who cries like me And what makes me laugh and cry will never provoke identical laughter and tears from anybody else, ever No one reacts to any situation just as I would react I’m special I’m the only one in all of creation who has my set of abilities Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at one of the things I’m good at, but no one in the universe can reach the quality of my combination of talents, ideas, abilities and feelings Like a room full of musical instruments, some may excel alone, but none can match the symphony sound when all are played together I’m a symphony
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accepted]
Through all of eternity no one will ever look, talk, walk, think or do like me I’m special I’m rare And, as in all rarity, there is great value Because of my great rare value, I need not attempt to imitate others. I will accept – yes, celebrate – my differences I’m special And I’m beginning to realize it’s no accident that I’m special I’m beginning to see that God made me special for a very special purpose He must have a job for me that no one else can do as well as I Out of all the billions of applicants, only one is qualified, only one has the right combination of what it takes That one is ME Because ... I’m special ~Thom Schultz ~