There is a global soul retrieval happening right now.
The world seems to be spinning into greater chaos, but we do not have to follow this trend.
In the face of all the outer turmoil of the present group consciousness, we have an opportunity.
Continue reading Invitation to the Global Soul Retrieval
Misha Almira is a shamanic healer. meditation teacher, and full time blogger.
What is that whisper I hear over there? Wait, it is coming from everywhere. My feet walk across the dirt and a song moves my arms to sweep through falling pollen. I’m not alone. It’s you. You are here to forever remind me.
Misha Almira is a shamanic healer. meditation teacher, and full time blogger.
To love without condition, for no reason at all, this is what the Feminine is bringing to this Earth. Freedom is already inside of us.
The Feminine is within all of us. It has been silent and timid, waiting for this time to awaken fully.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
-Mary Oliver
Her mind
is virtue,
perfected. Her body is wisdom, perfected. Her face
is
bathed in holy light; She is compassion itself.
—ancient
Chinese sutra to
Kuan Yin
“The
Thunder, Perfect
Mind”
For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am strength and I am fear.
I am war and I am peace.
In 1945, fifty-three ancient manuscripts were unearthed in Egypt at the
site of a second-century monastery.
They contained this wonderful poem, written in the voice of
the
Feminine Divine.
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. ~Kahlil
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Misha Almira is a shamanic healer. meditation teacher, and full time blogger.