Struck dumb with love

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I have been struck dumb with love

I'm shaking from my heart to my fingertips

I look in the eyes of an old man and weep with his beauty

I am struck like a bolt to the heart with love for this stranger

I love him for his fragility, his humanity, his tenderness

I reach a hand out to him, and he is lifted up

I am shown at every turn who I am to connect with, what I am to do, when I am to rest and when I am to sleep

And when I allow my heart to lead me magic happens, fairy dust shimmers in every moment

I feel blessed in every cell of my being

As I surrender I am told 'surrender again'

As I allow myself to simply unfold

All falls into place, on a deeper and deeper level

I have no need of anybody or anything

Just to surrender and to feel this Grace

Hot tears roll down my cheeks as I realise

How blessed I am

Chris Bourne's picture

moving writing

That's really moving writing Tonya.
Thanks so much for sharing.

Chris Smile

Trinity Bourne's picture

Beautiful

Beautiful Innocent

tonya's picture

Thanks Chris

Better out than in!

Love
Tonya

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Thanks Trinity

Enjoy your day!

With love,
Tonya

someone's picture

Wow!!

I don't even have words to express how I feel about it..

This is not 'human' for sure

Channeled from up above Laughing out loud

Thanks

tonya's picture

dear Someone

Dear Someone

I am enjoying your honest and opening sharings on the site - thank you. I wanted to say that when I wrote this I was feeling more 'human' - almost - than I have ever felt in my life. Three small events in rapid succession - all where I had been exposed to the full beauty of the human heart - had touched me to the core. Each entirely 'ordinary', human moments, but entirely magical.

And my heart was left raw and so deeply touched in those moments that I kind of fell through into another dimension of humanness, in some way.

I wasn't channelling I don't think in this case (and I think I know the difference, as I was channeling what I think was Mary the mother of Jesus the evening before. But I am always open to alternative ways of looking at things, so invite your comments).

I look forward to your next thoughts and comments.

With love to you on your journey,

Tonya