07 Monday Dec 2015
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This morning I was reminded once again that WE are so much more than we have allowed ourselves to be.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
Rumi
Years ago when I asked what a Soul was I was given this answer…
S ource
O f
U nconditional
L ove
cRb
04 Friday Dec 2015
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Quickening
Out of the unknown
from beyond the visible
our hearts begin to race
Energy moves through the body
in vivid pulsing waves
changing our mindset
Welling up in our hearts
the power of love
removes all barriers
Let me not understand
but savor these moments
flooding through the brain
Pooling now in my heart
quickening my spirit
in higher resonance
Let me now flow more rapidly
without any attachments
a river of Light
Blessing all with Love
cRb 12.4.15
The word quickening has been coming to me for two days in a row.
WE are all experiencing a quickening of unparalleled proportions as we co-create a new reality for humanity.
When I looked for a photo that I hadn’t played with yet this one caught my attention as an expression of that energy expanding and merging into our human forms and balancing our auric fields.
01 Tuesday Dec 2015
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Here on the threshold
looking past and beyond
how synchronous our movement
becomes with all of nature
Abstraction becomes familiar
intensity defines what we feel
yet physically we remain
connected to each other
Remember when we chose separation
creating this great adventure
thinking it would fun
and so it has been for many
Let us now recognize each other
in our amazing disguises
these costumes of genetic creation
we have so artistically donned
Once again to embrace our unity
beyond the colors or languages
at a deeper level of consciousness
which has been hidden not removed
cRb 12.1.15
The picture was of course creatively manipulated but was taken at sunrise as I was participating in WE CHOOSE LOVE – Raising Humanity into Unity Consciousness on the 25th of November.
The words are a result of a meditation/journey yesterday in which I met many ancient people in a long lost civilization which now is only a legend.
They were of different races, ethnicity and spoke many languages yet all welcomed me and asked me, “Do you remember when we chose separation? When we thought it would be fun to create all this diversity. So nice to see you again.”
Let Us begin to embrace each other again in unity, celebrating our diversity but remembering we are old friends.
May Peace, Light and Love open your hearts!
cRb
29 Sunday Nov 2015
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Softly folding into the whole
fold upon fold
we are just as we began
softly folding into the whole
cRb
25 Wednesday Nov 2015
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O, friend! Nobody veils you, but yourself.
In your path there is no thorn or weed, but yourself.
You asked: shall I reach the beloved or not?
Between you and the beloved there is nobody, but yourself.
– Awhadoddin Kermani
Ay dust hejaab-e to kasi nist to’i
Andar rah-e to khaar o khasi nist to’i
Goftam keh be ma’shuq rasam yaa narasam
Az to bar ma’shuq kasi nist to’i.
25 Wednesday Nov 2015
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From sandy beaches
Visions of Hope
arise within the sound
of the thunderous waves
of our daily lives
cRb 11.25.2011
As I go through years of postings on facebook and deleting a trail of broken links and remarks which no longer are valid reflections what I want to leave behind, I find bits of treasure.
Perhaps the pirate in me has buried these to return and find, remembering moments of lucidity which are suitable also for today.
Enjoy my treasure hunting and from the vaults of my photos I married the words with this joyous picture of a beach in Bermuda.
20 Friday Nov 2015
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When we come to the place within our hearts,
that never loses sight of all that we can be,
then we will know the power of love. ~ crb
20 Friday Nov 2015
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There are moments when we need to break out of our routines and redefine our interface with the world. So with all the chaos and energy that is flying around the globe we have an opportunity to do exactly that… take advantage and move into newness.
I have had a facebook page for 5 years and a blog page for at least 3 without checking exactly and have kept them each as individual entities yet sharing the blog with my facebook friends who may be inclined to appreciate it.
The blog is my sanctuary as most of us here respect the efforts each make in producing and sharing our passions. So with that said, I have created a page on facebook which will also be a sanctuary and it is named Peace Light Love Energy for those who might so be inclined to visit.
Here is the link: facebook.com/peacelightloveenergy
I will be sharing my blog posts there as well as parts of my journey which resonate with the four words in its title. It will be much less dramatic and more peaceful than my hectic facebook page in light of all the chaos that is happening around the globe. So please drop by sometime and give a holler or share it with friends who spend time on facebook as a quiet spot for reflection much like this blog is.
People ask me if I’m on twitter and the answer is no. The reason being that I can spit things out faster than my ability to think rationally about them, when they trigger me. I wish I had a dollar for every post on facebook I’ve clicked out of before posting and deleted after hitting enter.
I enjoy you all and please know that I send each of you the energies of
Peace, Light and Love.
Many Blessings
20 Tuesday Oct 2015
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Today has many meanings and memories for me and commemorates my return from death 24 years ago.
Yes I used to say I had an NDE or Near Death Experience as the researchers like to call it, but not so much anymore. No, I died and returned!
There is no longer any fear of what others might think or ask.
There is only gratitude for all that I have experienced both good and bad that never would have happened had I not returned.
There would be no writing of this or any of my poetry.
All would have ended as a drunk motorcyclist talking to a police officer whose 10-20 (location) was an accident scene in Portsmouth NH on 10.19.1991.
I can never look at this day without amazing wonder at who and what we truly are.
Yes, each of us, every human being on this planet are so much more than we could ever imagine. More than storytellers could ever write regardless of our 10-20 here on Planet Earth or wherever else we may dwell simultaneously.
One deep breath 24 years long…
Twenty-four years of sharing the Peace, Light and Love that I Am, that is eternally focused from within to shine forth.
Much like the Sun in the photograph taken by my Beloved and tweaked by me to reveal the power and pure energy it represents; Our Truest Essence will shine through the darkest clouds.
I Love each of you and though we may never meet in physical form, each of you dwell in my heart and I in yours.
May OUR Peace, Light and Love radiate and ignite a New World of Harmony and Balance.
Namaste
17 Saturday Oct 2015
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Often we miss the obvious
those moments of beauty
which fill our hearts with magic
Then when least expecting
we are called to look up
where the Sky meets the Earth
Deep breath moment of inspiration
artistic expression triggered
after long drought of self reflection
All of us may have these periods of time when the energies that are rapidly shifting unbalance us and send us into that space between the seen and its reflection.
That cosmic fractal, which renders our creative beingness unavailable.
We can always choose to become frustrated or express our dismay at this seeming loss, yet like the beloved Moon which disappears from our sight, it returns with a promise of steadfast Loving Light.
Reflections of Riverman 