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My entire emotional range from the mouths of children. Source: https://www.instagram.com/livefromsnacktime/ EDIT: I had no idea these would take off quite the ...way they have. Please, if you like these, you should definitely visit the Instagram link or Live From Snack Time. They have even more great stuff! See more

Joan of Arc wanted to stay home spinning wool. She didn’t want to become the first female teenaged warrior in the Hundred Years' War in France. She didn’t fee...l ready or prepared. She simply (arduously) listened inward and was led by the voice of love within her, which came in the form of the Archangel Michael. Artistic depictions of his assistance show him above her and loom larger than her diminutive, and usually genuflecting, female form. However, this guidance she received came from within her. There was a bevy of angels that supported her, that never left her alone as she fulfilled her destiny, or as she became not what her ego had assumed she was meant to be, or what others expected her to be, but rather what her unique soul came here to become. She only heard her inner angels because she knew she wasn’t separate from them: Act, and god acts, Saint Joan declared. She was burned at the stake after helping to secure France’s victory, not for any war crimes, but for repeat offenses of cross-dressing. Joan, after she was sentenced to death, reportedly said, I die for speaking the language of the angels. It wasn’t ultimately her cross-dressing that church authorities found so threatening. It was the power she demonstrated by listening and acting on the love she heard from within her. Love needs us now. Love needs us just as we are. Love needs us now more than ever to not wait for validation that’s never going to come that we’re worthy of speaking and acting on behalf of love. Love needs us to know that we’re initiated by each next breath, by each next chance we get to be here. Everything is still possible because we exist. Because we are choosing to do the work to be right here, to refuse to exist elsewhere, to refuse to be enticed by what would deafen and numb the clamorous noise, the warrior drum our hearts are beating from the second we wake up. Saying in the only way our hearts can that love needs us right now. Just as we are. Love needs us to speak and act loudly on behalf of all humanity. The earth, the animals, ourr inner angels, love itself, need us to use our voices, because we have them. Because we exist. You and I. Everything is still possible. Love is not an Empire. It doesn’t seek to have power over us, but rather, to be a presence within us, to work with us in its name. https://www.megganwatterson.com//8/19/love-is-not-an-empire

TWICE BLESSED So that I stopped there... and looked into the waters, seeing not only my reflected face but the great sky that framed my lonely figure and after a moment I lifted my hands and then my eyes and I allowed myself to be astonished by the great everywhere calling to me like an old, invisible and unspoken invitation, made new again in the sun and the spring, and the cloud and the light. Like something in one moment both calling to me and radiating from where I stood, as if I could understand everything I had been given and everything ever taken from me, as if I could be everything I have ever learned and everything I could ever know, as if I knew both the way I had come and, secretly, the way I was still promised to go, brought together, like this, with the yielding light and the symmetry of the moving sky, caught in still waters. Someone I have been, and someone, I am just about to become, something I am and will be forever, the sheer generosity of being loved through loving: the miracle reflection of a twice blessed life. TWICE BLESSED from THE BELL AND THE BLACKBIRD Poetry by David Whyte APRIL 2018 David Whyte and Many Rivers Press https://davidwhyte.stores.yahoo.net/beandbl.html Saint Sunday Crag Photo David Whyte Cumbria, July 3rd 2017 Walking alone, gazing into water, is not the isolation it might seem; true human aloneness deeply felt, opens up the silent conversation with a beautiful, mirrored, underlying companionship with creation, a friendship with the elements of the created world that have grown with us since the beginning of our conscious evolution and our conscious sense of time: to the sense of privilege at the heart of being here and being alive. A gift given to us and then passed almost invisibly onward, both to those with whom we walk and those previously, we might have felt, were far away. Twice blessed. DW

https://www.kosmosjournal.org//love-and-earth-magic-the-l/ "...one evening we witnessed the arrival of hundreds of students who had walked down from Paris. Th...ey surrounded the cathedral, joining hands, and then entering the nave, each person holding a candlean individual and collective prayer. This simple and powerful image reaches me now half a century later, as a pandemic and ongoing social injustices call out for prayer, for our shared humanity. And this image of the labyrinth also speaks to the journey we are onindividually and togethera journey that takes us step by step back to the center, where we confront the beast of the Minotaur and then turn to the beauty of the heart." -Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee From the new article: The Labyrinth and the Black Madonna: Love and Earth Magic. https://www.kosmosjournal.org//love-and-earth-magic-the-l/

My dad sent me this link. It is beyond perfect. https://youtu.be/Xup8yGqjYQw