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This is one of the poems the wonderful Beings of Light have already given me:

BEINGS OF LIGHT (1)
by Julia Woodman

In spirals we come
down through layers of density
ready for entering
a new physical body
soft as a vessel for learning
yet hard as a contract
we will soon forget we made.
Squeezing as we get nearer,
compressing our levels to enter,
we try not to fear
for we can still remember
what we are coming to do and learn,
the joy we will get from our lessons once we return,
once we go back to the chambers
where we viewed these lives,
these possible choices,
and decided
this would be the next vehicle,
the next journey undertaken
in our striving for experience
and understanding –
to fully awaken.

 The body of ONE
for which we come
is yearning always,
but patient.
The symbiology
for which we were born
brings continual form
for energy to learn,
for consciousness to come
ever closer to fullness,
to complete realisation.

Onceness is continual.
Knowing is homing.
Learning is coming and going,
to-ing and fro-ing.
Lifing is birthing and growing
and everything is in choosing
where we are going –
which body, which family,
which purpose, which journey
and when to return
to deliver our history,
freely and gladly.

by Julia Woodman

There is an even more beautiful one in the course introduction.
















   



Last update Feb 2007

   

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