And Yet...

Half a hope realized
Half a dream come true
Half a promise fulfilled

And yet...

Less than my heart desires
Less than the fullness I've sought
Less than a lifetime of wishes

And yet...

More than I'm entitlted to
More than I'd grown to expect
More than my heart can contain

And yet...


© Rachelle

"Tunnel Of Love"
Bruce Springsteen



Lyrics:

Fat man sitting on a little stool
Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you
Hands me the ticket smiles and whispers good luck
Cuddle up angel cuddle up my little dove
We'll ride down baby into this tunnel of love

I can feel the soft silk of your blouse
And them soft thrills in our little fun house
Then the lights go out and it's just the three of us
You me and all that stuff we're so scared of
Gotta ride down baby into this tunnel of love

There's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-d
I'm laughing at you you're laughing at me
There's a room of shadows that gets so dark brother
It's easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love

It ought to be easy ought to be simple enough
Man meets woman and they fall in love
But the house is haunted and the ride gets rough
And you've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above
if you want to ride on down in through this tunnel of love

Pegs and Holes

People talk about square pegs trying to fit themselves into round holes, as if it's the peg that is oddly shaped and should conform itself to fit the hole. To me, it seems more like it's the hole that's square and the peg round. And there's no sign of the peg's willingness or ability to be shaped otherwise. So, it is what it is.

© Rachelle

Other posts:
Folds of Eternity
Glimpses of Providence


"Prince Of Darkness"
Indigo Girls



Lyrics:
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
I don't know when I noticed life was life at my expense
The words of my heart lined up like prisoners on a fence
The dreams came in like needy children tugging at my sleeve
I said I have no way of feeding you, so leave
But there was a time I asked my father for a dollar
And he gave it a ten dollar raise
When I needed my mother and I called her
She stayed with me for days
And now someone's on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone's on the bathroom floor doing her cocaine
Someone's got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place
I asked for Providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
But I'll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(By grace, my sight grows stronger and I will not
be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer)
Maybe there's no haven in this world for tender age
My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage
My greatest hope my greatest cause to grieve
And my heart flew from its cage and it bled upon my sleeve
The cries of passion were like wounds that needed healing
I couldn't hear them for the thunder
I was half the naked distance between hell and heaven's ceiling
And he almost pulled me under
Now someone's on the telephone desperate in his pain
Someone's on the bathroom floor doing her cocaine
Someone's got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom
I tried to make this place my place
I asked for Providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
But I'll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch of spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(By grace my sight grows stronger, grows stronger)
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
(And I will not be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer)

Wolf Moon

Last night's sky displayed the largest, brightest full moon of this year. Native Indians referred to this as The Wolf Moon. It's also been called or Old Moon or Moon After Yule.

And God said, Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years: And let them be for lights in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth: and it was so. [Genesis 1:14-15]

Seek him that maketh the seven stars and Orion, and turneth the shadow of death into the morning, and maketh the day dark with night: that calleth for the waters of the sea, and poureth them out upon the face of the earth: The LORD is his name [Amos 5:8]

When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained ; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? [Psalm 8:3-4]

And great earthquakes shall be in divers places, and famines, and pestilences; and fearful sights and great signs shall there be from heaven. [Luke 21:11]

And I will shew wonders in heaven above, and signs in the earth beneath; blood, and fire, and vapour of smoke: [Acts 2:19]

The Five Senses

Love has nothing to do with the five senses and the six directions: Its goal is only to experience the attraction exerted by the Beloved. Afterwards, perhaps, permission will come from God. The secrets that ought to be told will be told with an eloquence nearer to the understanding than these subtle confusing allusions. The secret is partner with none but the knower of the secret. in the skeptic's ear the secret is no secret at all.

Written by Jalal Al-Din Rumi


"Not Too Much To Ask"
Mary Chapin Carpenter

"On and On"

Wilco



On and on and on we'll stay together yeah
On and on and on we'll be together yeah
You and I will try to stay together yeah
On and on and on we'll be together yeah

Please don't cry we're designed to die
Don't deny what's inside
On and on and on we'll stay together yeah
On and on and on
On and on and on

One day we'll disappear together in a dream
However short or long our lives are going to be
I will live in you or you will live in me
Until we disappear together in a dream

Please don't cry we're designed to die
You can't deny even the gentlest tide
On and on and on we'll be together yeah
On and on and on
On and on and on
We're going to try

Please don't cry
This world of words and meanings makes you feel
outside
Something that you feel already
deep inside
You've denied
Go ahead and cry

On and on and on we'll stay together yeah
On and on and on
On and on and on

You and I will stay together yeah

Polishing

What wonderful things God has called us. Sons and Daughters, Friends, Heirs, Jewels. Jewels in a crown of gold, destined to encircle the head where upon once laid a wreath of thorns.

But the time is not yet come. The jewels are still rough stones. Stones that must be cut and shaped and polished, until they are brilliant and perfect.

Who are we to protest the ways in which we are polished and fitted to that crown, or whether we be Emerald or Ruby?


© Rachelle

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All My Life

I often wonder if I lived another lifetime. Perhaps, ever since, I have tried to find my way back. Though it would not appropriately be said back but rather forward, to a point at which whatever it was that went wrong might be righted or completed. As if it represents a fulfilling of a promise previously thwarted by that darkness that seems always to wish the preventing of such things as love and joy and innocent desire.

At times I've thought I could hear him, from a distance, directing me to move this way or that, so that I might return to him or meet him on the path just ahead. Then the voice fades and seems to only echo off the canyon walls around me, making it all the more difficult to determine which direction I should take.

This feeling seems to reach back even to the foundation of the earth and as far ahead as eternity. But I am not in those places. I am here. I am now. It is today that this longing exists, and I am here in a form that fades day by day. I'm left to wonder and imagine the sparkle of an eye and whether time has taken too great a toll.

Yet, inwardly, I am still as I was then. In my mind's eyes I see only a girl skipping down sidewalks made from the light of stars with no worry of yesterday or tomorrow.

When was that other time? Was it behind or is it still forward? Did it pass and is lost forever? Or is it further along yet? These are questions I can't presently answer. For now, I suppose there is little to do but wait and hope to hear from which direction he is calling - if he is calling.

Has he travel too far ahead or stayed behind? Or it is I who advances too rapidly? With no sights or sounds to guide me, my wandering seems aimless. Am I standing at some cosmic fork in the road attempting to discern which way to turn or where to follow - how to follow?

In reality, to say that I often wonder if I lived another lifetime, or that I question who or what I was or what I will be, is less than true. Somewhere, deeply and inwardly, it is not so much a matter of questioning as it is a matter of accepting the awareness.

© Rachelle

Sia - "Not a Day too Soon"



Lyrics:
Pick me up in your arms
Carry me away from harm
You're never gonna put me down
I know you're just one good man
You'll tire before we see land
You're never gonna put me down

Oh I've been running all my life
I ran away, I ran away from good
Yeah I've been waiting all my life
You're not a day you're not day too soon

Honey I will stitch you
Darling I will fit you in my heart
Honey I will meet you
Darling I will keep you in my heart

You'll risk all this for just a kiss
I promise I will not resist
Promise you won't hold me down
And when we reach a good place
Let's be sure to leave no trace
Promise they won't track us down

Now I've been running all my life
I ran away, I ran away from good
Yeah, I've been waiting all my life
You're not a day, you're not a day too soon

Honey I will stitch you
Darling I will feel you in my heart
Honey I will meet you
Darling I will keep you in my heart

I've been running all my life
I ran away, I ran away from good
Yeah I've been waiting all my life
You're not a day, you're not a day too soon

Oh honey I will stitch you
Darling I will feel you in my heart
Honey I will meet you
Darling I will keep you in my heart

To He Who is The One

And so she says to He who is The One:

Where shall I find the origin of my thoughts? Why does my heart seem to beat only to the rhythm of yours?

What kind of love would bring me so close to a promise, only to hold the fulfilling of itself just beyond my reach, and render your voice so often faint?

Yet I feel your closeness. So close I nearly feel your breath.

Still, I ask, do I imagine this to be so, or do I in truth recognize the place from where I have come?

© Rachelle

Why?

I wonder...

Why did God pick a rainbow to represent His promise?
He could have chosen anything - Any symbol, or no symbol at all.

Why is there so much symbolism? Couldn't He have been more straight forward? More precise or exact? Just spell it out?

Well. Anyhow. Just a thought.

Little Raindancers

Roused Dreamers

Sleepers awaken
Born of slumberous wombs
As pearls they are
Hidden in the fields
Whisper "We are here"

Watchers waiting
For he who purchased their glory
And fitting made them
To be swept up in golden nets
Proclaim "We are sent"

Stillness know they
That yeild to the crushing
Like grapes into wine
Like stones into diamonds
Sing "We are chosen"

Roused dreamers
Ransomed treasures, immortal,
Entreating the master
That the day be near
Cry "We are ready"

© Rachelle
(previously posted)

Rain Dancers

Little raindancers
Spin on rising billows
From ground to sky
You lift yourselves
Ride over painted arches
And answer not the call
Of this parched ground
For it is not your home
Here, arrayed in bright feathers
And silent rattles
Swaying in silk sashes
You recite ancient litanies
Of misty wishes
Gliding past perilous ledges
Shouting at thunder
For the sake of one name
To stop the trembling
For it is no mystery
That this is not your home

© Rachelle

Somewhat inspired by "Your Word is Your Wand" by Florence Scovel Shinn
Elements Affirmation. Source.

Man is made in God's likeness and image (Imagination) and is given power and dominion over all created things.

He has the power to "rebuke the winds and the waves," check floods or bring rain when it is needed.

There is a tribe of American Indians who live in the desert country and depend on the power of prayer only, to bring rain to water their crops.

They have a rain dance, which is a form of prayer, but no chief is allowed to take part who has any fear.

They give exhibitions of courage before they are admitted to the ceremonies.

A woman, who was an eye-witness, told me that out of a blue sky came a deluge of rain; the sun still shining.

Joe Bonamassa
When She Dances

Naming a Thing

I have come to the conclusion that naming a thing perhaps lessens it's value. Particularly if your a woman. After all, it was Adam that was given the task in the very beginning, in the Garden of Eden.

Ironically, it's the woman who is said to have the greater command of language. Still, I think, the act of labeling a thing somehow presents too solid an image.

Words, to me, seem defiant. Perhaps even deviant, in some respect. And surely they are elusive. They are necessary tools of human communication, but in reality they are only symbols of a thing, rather than the thing itself.

I could say "Look, there is a lake." But what have I said? I might rather have pointed out the thousands of sparkling reflections of sunlight, or the splashing sounds of a log as it bounces on the surface. While a man possibly has envisioned a source of an evening's meal, or the elementary composition of liquids. He might say "No. This is too small. It is, rather, a pond." While I have thoughts of frogs perched on lilipads.

In calling it a lake, I have provided too narrow a definition. Then, again, perhaps too broad. I might more wisely have pointed out the sounds or the tiny splashes or twinkling reflections. I'd more wisely referred to the way in which the water sways or the scent of bedding trout in the air.

Now, I think I should refrain from calling it a lake again.

© Rachelle


Now... the song for today...

"Everything In Its Own Time"
The Indigo Girls




remember everything i told you
keep it in your heart like a stone
and when the winds have blown things round and back again
what was once your pain will be your home

all around the table the white haired men have gathered
spilling their sons' blood like table wine
(spilling their sons' blood)
remember everything i told you
everything in its own time

the music whispers you in urgency
hold fast to that languageless connection
a thread of known that was unknown and unseen seen
dangling from inside the fifth direction
(dangling from inside the fifth direction)

boys around the table are mapping out there strategies
kings all of mountains one day dust
a lesson learned a loving god and things in their own time
in nothing more do i trust

we own nothing
nothing is ours
not even love so fierce it burns like baby stars
but this poverty is our greatest gift
(nothing is ours)
the weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift
(the weightlessness as things begin to shift)

remember everything i told you
(remember everything i told you)
keep it in your heart like a stone
(keep it in your heart like a stone)
and when the winds have blown things round and back again
(when the winds have blown things round)
what was once your pain will be your home

everything in its own time
everything in its own time


From their SITE

Repeats

The Eternal Promise

The beauty of the beloved awaits in the charmed stillness and knowledge of his promise. For all it's disappointments and trials, hope shall not be dissolved. For it was sown by the spirit which breathed even before the lungs were shaped.

As we move in this limited form, amidst the few grand things of earth, he ceaselessly provides us that taste of a mercy and a grace by which all tears will end and youth be restored and stretched in infinite circles.The soul does beseech him, as surely as with clasped hands or tightened eye on bended knee. Though there is no need for such things. He has heard his children.

The promise, still distant, is brought to our remembrance in visions and stirrings that, while unmeasured, are exacted according to all good purposes. Glimpses of splendor magnified a thousand times. We alone, who are his, will hear his assurance - the eternal promise.

© Rachelle



Sons and daughters of the most high, may his love and mercy be yet a cover unto you, until the time has come when you rest your heads 'gainst the bosom of your redeemer. For he has given all for you, by his sweat and blood.

For your sake he contains his wrath, but for a time, until it will be poured out upon his enemies. And then shall you approve judgement, even over those angels.

The song of victory and of the lamb you will sing, and be adorned more beautifully than the lilies. for this were you created. For this chosen and sealed from before creation. His own. His beloved, who desire him, and for whom all things are performed.

Arise, you daughters. Cry out, you sons. Call unto the lord that he will make haste. Give account unto him who created the stars in heaven that you might have but a glimpse of the splendors that await you, when the veil shall be removed and you shall see colors more splendid than all the jewels of earth and you will walk amidst them and upon them.

His beloved, who desire him, and for whom all things are created so that he may delight in your pleasure, and you in his, forever.

© Rachelle
(rewritten from previous)

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Get Over It

Love this one.
Eagles "Get Over It"

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Here are a few nice articles about Herbs and Oils and Crystals in the Bible.

Herbs from the Bible
Stones of the Bible
Precious Stones of the Bible
Healing Oils of the Bible
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Just some tips for cold and flu prevention and things to keep on hand during the flu season.

Clear Quartz is the ultimate healing stone. Use it for its own properties and to give the other stones more power. Keep one in your pocket, under your pillow and in your water glass. (but be careful not to swallow the quartz - Don't say I didn't warn you)

For the sinus congestion, try washing your sinuses with a salt water solution. Keep a piece of Labradorite, Fluorite or Lapis Lazuli (a particular favorite of mine) in the salt water, along with a piece of Carnelian.

A couple stones specifically helpful for a cold are Larimar, Sulphur, Jet, Emerald or Yellow Topaz. Try wearing them.

Got coughing, add an Aquamarine or Blue Agate to that water glass. Or, just wrap a cloth around your neck with one of these stones over your throat.

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Your thymus is a fist-size gland located behind your sternum in the center of your chest. It plays a critical role in the functioning of the lymphatic and immune systems. To benefit thymus health, use astragalus root. It's believed that astralagus is an adaptogen, which means it corrects both high and low metabolic imbalances, acts on invaders wherever they attack the body, and promotes overall vitality. The usual dosage is 100 to 150 mg per day in capsules or you can drink astragalus tincture or tea. Another way to stimulate your thymus is to use acupressure. With your index and middle finger, gently tap against the sternum (midway between the nipples) 50 times, in the morning and evening.

Get at least 7 hours of quality sleep every night. Studies show that your immune system function drops by an average of 60% after just three nights of poor sleep.

Keep your stress level low with meditation, tai chi, or yoga. Have fun with crystals, relazing essential oils or whatever else does it for you. Music is always nice too.

Dry body brushing daily can activate lymph circulation that is important to clear out toxic debris and stimulate immunity.

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The following herbs are among many that help support the immune system.

Ligustrum has undergone much research recently, which has revealed this herb's immune boosting functions. Its actions include increasing white blood cell production, phagocytosis, and T-lymphocyte help cell activities.

Cherokee Rose is traditionally used to protect the body from external pathogens with its astringent properties. It is also one of the highest natural sources of vitamin C.

Honeysuckle is a natural anti-microbial herb that has been used for centuries to increase resistance and fight against bacterial, viral, and fungal infections.

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Elder or Elderberry

The entire elder bush is medicinal, but individual actions vary significantly for each part. Flower: diaphoretic, expectorant, anti-catarrhal, astringent. Leaf: emollient, vulnerary (external use only). Berry: anti-viral, diaphoretic, anti-catarrhal, expectorant, laxative, diuretic, astringent. Bark: emetic, cathartic, astringent, anti-inflammatory

CURRENT USES: Although all parts of the elder shrub have medicinal properties, the flower and berry are most commonly used in herbal practice. Leaf preparations are for external use only. Bark is rarely used. Hot infusions of elder flower are diaphoretic, expectorant, and decongestant; they are commonly used to treat colds and influenza. Taken at the onset of cold and influenza symptoms, elder flower supports immune response. Elder flower also relieves itchy eyes, runny nose, and throat irritation due to allergies.

Not to be given to babies under two years of age.

Find out more about the use of Elderberry and other herbs HERE

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Not Much

Obviously I'm not doing much blogging lately.
That's how it goes, I suppose.
Just waiting for some inspiration or something.

In the meantime, might as well listen to some more music.
Now I just have to figure out what sort of music mood I'm in today.
Guess I'll go with...

"Weightless"
by Dog's Eye View