poetry

How I Found My Sacred Song

My spiritual awakening has quite literally taken flight the past three weeks. Birds have been interacting with me to the degree that I know something significant is transpiring; somehow they are here to deliver messages, but what? I struggled as to what the meaning might be, but as I often do, I chose to surrender this to Spirit by asking for the answers to be revealed to me. And then I put it out of my mind and let go.

Within a few days, I visited my mom aka the "crazy bird lady." I began to tell her about my grey bird friend who persistently sang varied melodies to me. I added that he has a white stripe on his/her wings, and that was enough for her to proclaim: "That's a mockingbird!"

What If...

God is a cloud from which rain fell. —Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun

What if a hummingbird is God's way of telling us to soak up the sweet nectar of life?

What if God gave us stars so we can be reminded of his light at night?

What if the stars are a reminder to search for our own light even when we cannot see it?

What if a rainbow is His way of telling us to seek out his Grace even if we cannot see the end in sight?

What if our soulmate is God's way of ensuring we reach our highest potential?

What if His love, love for ourselves, and love for others is why we are here?

Look for God's signs of love, and when He rains down in sadness or jubilant joy, know that the result is love.

For we have to feel all we feel in darkness to return to the light inside.

—Karilyn Owens

A New Year to Rise

Close this year’s doornot in fear but in love. Love yourself enough to never look back, but face the new year with dreams in sight. Turn your shining self toward the coming year, filled with the possibility of a fearless, open heart. This year, let love in then let love grow. Find a place for gratitude to permeate your being. Manifest your intention with action-filled faith. Look toward the moon when darkness starts to fall. For the sun will always rise with a new chance to shine.

–—Karilyn Owens