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Finely-Feathered Spirits


Good morning my finely-feathered spirits… How do I begin without the (H)eartH’s remedy to cure what haunts me? The Holy Crown, the Love of My Being’s Bountiful Forgiveness.

Yes. It is that simple. Laugh at my gait if you will, but I am bursting at the seams with sorrow. And then, suddenly, I’m bursting with gladness in my heart, I’m rambling on about the (H)eartH and Love and Peace coupled with Forgiveness, and all the while, Life is happening without me!

(A definition of hell if there ever was one!)

And suddenly the traffic swoops in and I am with you. I do not want to be amongst the noise of humankind’s hell, it is bringing me to rage at the light.

Smoke now enters my lungs, awful, terrible habit! I balance it out with the noise we’ve crafted of our minds and realize that this habit pales in comparison to the truth of this moment in our allotted time to become the fullness of Love. Too bad, silence along with loving sounds would have given us Heaven. We should have gone the other way, toward silence, not muted, but most lovingly true.

This is real, my friends and I am creating it in Heaven. So, for the Love of Christ, ask me...

(Possible conundrum made of belief.)

Then I shall change my own fate to match that of this vision of Heaven. Wait?

I will not argue about the truth within my visions, they are God and Love, Peace and Forgiveness. I have little else, but to speak these words, and I'm rather sure I've found them to be most telling of my truth, who I was supposed to be, but was not.

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

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