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~DANCE THE SPIRIT OF JOY~

Dance the spirit of joy as the seasons come and go quickly. All that is in this moment is sure to be some thing so different the next. Welcome it.

Dance the spirit of joy for there is never a time life should not be celebrated. Give thanks.

Dance the spirit of joy as the season of youth comes and move out hastily waiting only in the mind of a fool. Call forth Wisdom.

Dance the spirit of joy when you look back to see that your crawling was needed to strengthened you on your way to the top; but was never the bondage of your character.

Dance the spirit of joy and Fly. Yes, take flight.

Queen Violet'Bhana SatGuru-Bhakti
(Queen Bhana) copyright

FORK OF THE ROAD

Lord, I stand at the fork of the road unsure as to where to go. Unsure of what to do. I see no way through.

Lord, I stand at the fork of the road with my head down low, what do I ask for? even that; I do not know.

Lord, I stand at the fork of the road and with each and every breath I am forever reminded even the stand is not my own, but Thine and Thine alone.

Queen Violet'Bhana SatGuru-Bhakti
(Queen Bhana) copyright

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~HE NEVER LIED~

He smelled great; he dressed handsomely, his touch was quick and to the point; but to my mind warm, welcoming and embracing.

Never any time he'd wast with small talk of an ear full of; oh well, to him the whatever. No time wasted with the gentle tender touches to lead into the moment. But I the dreamer accepted it all and even added more by saying to myself; "he will see I really care for him. He will see I am really with and for him no matter what." But I would not be the first. I am not the only one. There have been many. There are others. The only liar was, has been; is myself.

His walk is smooth and as sure as he has greatly grown to be in his wants and needs. He's mastered the art of the lonely at heart, the nurturer seeking comfort yet willing to accept on basically any level just not to get left out.

Our time comes that we come together and I then sweep the memories, the thoughts of pain; disgust, myself, my calling, our calling, truth out of the window. But I'm always awakened by the reminders that was our time at that time.

The phone rings, arrangements are being made between he and yet another about their time to be spent together. Who is the fool? Him or me? Through it all he never lied. He never said it would just be he and I. He never said he'd stop doing what he'd always done. He never changed; the sadness was that I accepted with the hope he would.

I like the way he feels to me. His moves, the sounds he makes when we're together; and when it's over like a toilet after he's done his business he's clean and ready for the next round, with whomever that may be. Again and again I tell myself no more. Never again. I tell him that's the least time; he looks at me sure in himself that there will be yet another time for he and I, he's right; there would be, and again I'd never be enough. And again I'd never be the only one; but again he'd never lied; but I had. I had lied to life, myself and the God inside of me saying from the foundation of my very being I would respect, honor, cherish and love all that I've been called to be, all that I am; but I allowed myself to get caught up in this world of illusions and I quickly forgot nothing nor anyone is mine to keep nor do I belong to anything nor anyone other then the maker of ALL the heavens and the earth.

He takes care of me and has been very good to me without demands of any kind. As a matter of fact right from the start he sweetly said only if "I" wanted to; he would not even ask of me to give of myself in anyway. It had been so long I was like a virgin when we did come together; but for him it was as though once again he'd gone to the toilet as so often before. Just another toilet; same purpose. Just to get off. Oh yes, the release. He'd done his business and went on about his way and I was left feeling the hunger of yet again a dream unfulfilled; but only from the lies I told to myself. Still through it all; he never lied.

Queen Violet'Bhana SatGuru-Bhakti
(Queen Bhana) copyright

"You've Got To Be Strong"

You've got to be strong because life is not only about you. There are the broken hearts; the weary minds. There are those spiritually blind from within and are seeking their way. As you are called into life you've got to be strong.

You've got to be strong to extend an outstretched hand to your brothers and sisters; yes some soul in need. Loving them right where thy are remembering where you may have been and if not by the grace of God could be. Listen to your heart and not your mind as your mind may mislead you but your "Divine Heart" is sure to steer you right; and from heart-to-heart and soul-to-soul another life through love shell surly rise. Blessings Sons. Blessings Daughters as children of the Most High "WE" are "ALL" of Greatness.

Behold the Blessings that comes from inside of you and never forget, "you've got to be strong".

Queen Violet'Bhana SatGuru-Bhakti
(Queen Bhana) copyright

~TENDER HEARTS~

Oh Tender Hearts, time comes and goes waiting on no one. As with the changing of the seasons so too the changes of our lives. In this moment matters "Everything" and it will never come again. But so much energy and so much time is often wasted into the dreams of yesterday and the hope of a tomorrow that may never come our way.

Sweet and precious tender hearts; be mindful in the things you do. Be mindful in the things you say. Be mindful in the things you think. Be mindful of the God in you. The world has much hatred, bitterness, woes and griefs. Sometimes it seems the older we become the more heartless the world becomes; but all the same no matter the world you are not the world but the young and tender hearts of the maker inside of you. All else are the schools of life that builds and strengthens your character but is not and can never be who you are nor who you are called to be.

Tender hearts; rise and behold every breath you breathe for every part of you are made from a Divine Mindful plan. There is "NOTHING" about you that was not well cultured by the Master planer. Everything about you is there for the growth of you; yet nothing that the eyes can see; the ears can hear nor the hands can touch is who you are. Spiritual Growth is not witnessed by the outer but by the inner heart.

Oh tender hearts; celebrate your days of youth, your ups and your downs. Reach deep inside of you and know you are never alone. Remember that although there are dark days the sun has not gone away. Clouds must come; the seasons must change as too from the unknown into the priceless years of wisdom that lies inside of you.

I say unto you "Tender Hearts" in thy youth; RISE! and celebrate in the "now". Celebrate in your ups and your downs. Celebrate with your roses and it's thorns. Celebrate into your laughter and in your tears. I say to you; oh Tender Hearts and Divine Souls, celebrate in your joys and in your sorrows. Celebrate; for you are the seeds of yesterday and the Mighty Warriors of tomorrow. Celebrate the now as you climb the great Mountain of old. As you walk through the tunnel of the unknown yet known from many warriors that were before you and those yet to come.

"Tender Hearts", RISE! and give honor for thy God is within thee now; and forever more. Rise! and move forth.

Queen Violet'Bhana SatGuru-Bhakti
(Queen Bhana) copyright