August 15, 2024

          When I whisper to you in the stillness of the night, you will hear Me.  When I reach for you in the quiet of the night, you will feel Me.  For you see, My whisper, My reaching, are happening, within you.  So, if you stir, during the night, do not dismiss it, rolling over, pulling the covers up around your shoulders.  In the night My love song will come to you when tranquility is your blanket and My arms your pillow.  Neither dismiss, as happenstance, what occurs so vividly in your dreams.  Sit with your memories, even as they float aways, as the mist of morn.  We are closer than you think, for we are one.

 And The Holy Spirit says:

           Allow the miracle to take place, within you.  Permit yourself to walk on air, and delight in the beauty of Mother Earth.  Place no limits, nor boundaries, on what you can do.  For, the miracles will come in waves, as the ocean rises up to fall upon the sandy shore.  Open.  Be still, be quiet, be vigilant, and accept the bountiful gifts you are holding, within.