“Through love all pain will turn to medicine. ” – Rumi
I was visited by benevolent Beings of Light.
Those angelic beings that spoke to me and came to bless with healing.
As my body was in extreme pain… they came.
I was seeing much light around me
which turned into inner glowing.
And there I visited the realms of Intelligent Space
that are of beauty
where the Golden Light
shines to HUmanity
from the AH, the Universe of Absolute Harmony
come the codes
and show the way forward.
The light that calls on action
spoke to me
in my heart.
And where the faces of Masters
speak in stillness
worlds of harmony
Beyond the limitations of the body
beyond those of the mind…
look into the eyes of stillness
and see the worlds of thousands petals opened
that heals everything.
Copyrighted to Ella Rönkkönen
Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
The sacredness of the nature as eternal witness
The sacredness of Nature…
In awe I honor
the stillness of beauty by the lake Saimaa,
Observing the swans swimming
in the sweetness of their peace.
So slowly they float
in the whiteness of their innocence.
Like children of Mother Earth
opening their wings to life,
in harmony and kindness.
Breathing the fresh morning air
And rising in the skys of freedom
the sacredness of the nature as their quiet witness.
and the calming waves of
the lake Saimaa
flowing within their chests.
And I look at the sunrise
during the nigthless night of North
and every breathe
lead me deeper into deep stillness of love
the sacredness of the nature as eternal witness.
Copyrighted to Ella R.
When a work lifts your spirits and inspires bold and noble thoughts in you, do not look for any other standard to judge it by: the work is good, the product of a master craftsman.
~Jean de La Gruyere
Work as a play
Setting into motion
an intention, a goal
Blowing into a place of stillness
a dream of what a heart likes to see.
And letting the wind carry the dream
on the hands of love and beauty
focusing in the now
to play with the wind
with the breath carried steps
of action in love.
And trusting with full heart
the power of the sacred intention
set into motion
like a violet bonfire
of the inner midsummer feast
celebrating its flames
Copyrighted to Ella R.