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Nov 2010
Looking with the spiritual eye, can you see? Is there a view to you that you never seen before? I ask you in silence can you hear with those ears of yesteryear? What does the eye see? A painted portrait one of animation or grandest of hues, does the portrait have movement or is it still? Would you see the feeling of the artist?  Can you see the artist is you?  Paint on the canvas of your life a masterpiece you will never regret or be ashamed of saying it was me who put it on paper or in memory….



As my eye opens I see people for what they are not what the world wants me to see, I know illusion does its best to converge the point of knowing in life’s duality but I snap back the vision to a single lens. One vision of a single making to see the truth reign free as I gasp for air to soar through the land.



How do I feel?  I feel with my being tender and deep as the oceans floor. How do I see through the murky deep?  I ask god to shine the light of mercy and grace for me to see where to walk or where to stand. Try it and find your focus send it with belief heal, love dream and be able to use those gifts to see it all clearly.
Shekhinah En Ka Mitt ©

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