Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Monday, March 25, 2019

Dream this time...


"... There are prayers within women. They are almost imperceptible, but they can be heard, and they change a man in his dreams, and perceptions of power..." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 3/15/19 

Vulnerable beauty by Wilson Phang


Wildlife. Green bee-eater (Merops orientalis) by Joby Varghese 
in Calictu, Kerala, India (August 2018)


Tuesday, May 15, 2018

We come fromThis, We become That.


A study in prayer
notices the subtleties of intimacies within doubt. In prayer is the substance of things spoken in hope. Faith within hope is the substance from which our parents conceived of the idea of a child balancing the elements to produce boy and girl babies. This nuance feels our pulse as we pray, as we speak into the volume of sounds holding worlds together. A study in prayer is a beginning. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4/4/18

Malgorzata Krukowska by Jacek Kloskowski in self reflection.



naked two lovers copulate, woman in deep control of what she receive, give and withdraw. Power. It is powerful being both man and woman. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 

Monday, April 2, 2018

Whispers


Sabina A. by Ratmir Aliev.
"In the prayer of a moment captivated by space is the time of resending lust for love, love for the beckoning of wisdom." - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 11/16/17




Saturday, March 3, 2018

To Know.


photographer Gervel Jones-Sampson in the mountains somewhere in March of 2012.



"Simple, nice gentleness arising from within the moment tranquility settles into an already tranquil soul is the moment of touch in the feel of timelessness. Prayer has this quality, as well as being alone within the many, not in a pitiful state, but a state of union.

Sitting upon a rock in the vastness of a valley the mountains look far into what we don't know, couldn't know. We can bask in the mountain's knowing, and know none of what the mountain knows, has seen. It would be too much so we sit in the valleys knowing only what we know, as what we don't know tells us what they know into our stillness. This is the point of being still: to feel without knowing enough for a conversation in the open spaces of soul and  matter." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 11/3/17  

Gervel Jones-Sampson


Gervel Jones-Sampson.
"The face of age knows something youth could not know." - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 




Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Words, Light and Fire of Intent.




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Walking In Beauty (Blessing)

Today I will walk out, today everything unnecessary will leave me, ...
I will be as I was before, I will have a cool breeze over my body.
I will have a light body, I will be happy forever,
nothing will hinder me.
I walk with beauty before me. I walk with beauty behind me.
I walk with beauty below me. I walk with beauty above me.
I walk with beauty around me. My words will be beautiful.

In beauty all day long may I walk.
Through the returning seasons, may I walk.
On the trail marked with pollen may I walk.
With dew about my feet, may I walk.

With beauty before me may I walk.
With beauty behind me may I walk.
With beauty below me may I walk.
With beauty above me may I walk.
With beauty all around me may I walk.

In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, lively, may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, living again, may I walk.
My words will be beautiful.


Angella Piercy Tenjo

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Monday, February 19, 2018

Blessings over your Life!


2 spirits 1 woman.



Every moment and every step is precious. Wisdom opens up new thoughts to you as you step further down the road that is Red. Quiet your mind find peace in the solitude of the CIRCLE, which is SACRED! Be one with Creation, so you can be whole as one in the formula of life. Sacred are the teachings, and sacred are the hearts that teach you to value all that is around you. They are the witness to your light that shines in you daily, to hold the scepter that contain the scrolls of knowledge that reveal themselves to you on a level not understood by man. Preform the feats of understanding that will take you and others higher than they have ever been before. There are no other ways to see this vision if you are not ready with the product of self!

Pollution begins in the mind, which is the barrier of reasoning what makes you hard and rigid to the concept of gathering an understanding what is soft, pliable to the comfort of the road that is chosen. Learn to watch the teachers of the field, the lords that go unnoticed cause they are all humbled; they show their power in their humility, and they would never brag, or boast of their feats to none cause their venture shows in the strides of their good ethics on how to respect what is truly not theirs alone.

Show yourself that you too must learn and to be in this class of learning there will always be a block for you to stumble on for you to look down to show your pride and ego that they must sit down and watch how the humble cross the bridge where the rapids of water are in rage and want to devour the soul of those two to hold on; is to remember what was given to you with love and earnest; to put the prayer on smoke means you have learned your place and you know that reality is a place much more real than this. And to hold what is dear too you close cause that is the reason why we touch our hearts when we touch our MOTHER EARTH.

So to all who walk this road, my heart is out for you. May my prayers on smoke cover you and give you the wise breath of the founder of Life....cause

These are my thoughts..... Walk in beauty..... AHO! 


Cloud Spencer Eaglebear (March 13, 2017)  




Dear Brother, Cloud Eaglebear, thank you for these wonderful helpful words of wisdom, as Spirit would have them coming to life and heart of realization in the perfect timing of why we all in the circle must keep a higher step for the greatest good of all. So our song in the winds is a pure one and our gifts and offerings of love for others in the circle of sacred life are truly given in the closeness of spirit they are intended to be...

I am humbled to be included in the circle. Thank you for ever being near. Spirit guides all happenings in divine perfection. Also, beautiful photo of woman warrioress in harmony and balance with life. Much love and respect to you good brother.. Blessings on your day. A'ho! - Carol Windsong  (May 17, 2017)  


Sunday, February 18, 2018

Anointed She


Astounding the prayers a woman can evoke in a man.
photo of Ramtha Jogi, of Pakistan. (2017).
- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
Jan. 18, 2018 

Monday, February 5, 2018

IN our Prayers, Thoughts Come!



2011 South Africa

This is my family. The family that is trying to be resilient. On this pic we had no worries, we were all well.
I am trying my best to keep us from unraveling, but it is difficult. At times I don't know what to do... my husband their father is battling all the complications from the stroke. None of us are used to navigating life without Reggie being in the center imparting his wisdom.
What we are experiencing we could have never prepared for. Each day I rise I look for the good, the light in the dim situation. I try to make sense of everything.
I can't run away. This is my reality." - Gervel Jones-Sampson 




... You can't.

I have been following the story of a man and his wife, Gervel Jones-Sampson, for a little while, as the husband struggles with a major health crisis. His wife is telling the story and her telling is told different because she is wife and mother caring for her heart as she cares for the body and heart of her husband wrestling within his mortality, their children in the struggles of being adult children, the next generation. There is a condition, a unique awareness Creatress placed within wives to be Sacred women. It is evidenced in the way wives love their men in hard situations. Assembled with respect for the changing terrain of loving her husband this type of wife understands the complexity of love. Encircled by the challenge to loving a husband is the glyph, the Tree of Life.

Losing my parents over the slow pace of the years between first Mommy and then Daddy leaving this life in pain, lent eyes to me I did not have, and a storytelling I didn't have the capacity for previously. 

I told Gervel these words:

"I pain thinking of your family story this present date. There are similarities to my family story. As encouragement, the changes each day brings, in retrospect, may reveal core relationships between events from the family's distant past and recent past that prepared the family unit for this trail. It is an odd comfort how our lives prepare us, and distance us at the same time. Either view links us to our ancestral lines bridging us to the long ago, and the long away. It is why we live and we live deep in the engagement that brought us here.

None of us (my brothers and sister) fathomed how we were made ready for our parent's illnesses. It began when they began caring for us as babes, and children. We paid attention and learned how to care for them. Mirrors. The mirrors before us and them reflected the light playing with the shadows playing along the paths of our living. . .

My prayers and appreciation for your bewilderment, your love for each other and the bonds being strengthened linking with all Life pulling your family together!"


Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
January 18, 2018