There Is No Limit There is no limit of how they dance the space: be North, be East, they always win the race! They fly straight up, no matter, West or South: they never land in smartest fox’s mouth! They are so small! In Joy they flap sweet wings. They play […]Read More There is no limit
They All Sing A Message They all sing a message, the trees and magpies, and the breeze, and the sunset, and all flowers and skies… The music of spheres is the message they sing, and they all sing of Love, of God’s Love and of spring… Open eyes, see the message. Be […]Read More They all sing a message
The Lilies of This World The lilies of this world are not from here. The lilies of this world are from beyond… They overwhelm in such a divine beauty, yet bring the Heavens and the earth in bond. The lilies of this world are not from here. With wondered eyes I cry, […]Read More The Lilies of this World
Hello, You Wondrous Sun! Friday, March 13, 17:17 Hello, You wondrous Sun, in blinding Light, my Beautiful Christ Michael Celestial Friend, and my sweet Nebadonia, the Beautiful! How amazingly wondrous You are! Thank You for Your creations, making me happy! That wondrous lily, Father sent through my son, my glorious white orchid, the […]Read More Hello, You wondrous Sun!
Isn’t That So? Isn’t that so, that from among all the wondrous creations of God, Lions best understood what LOVE is? . 5 March, 2020 . . . . . . . .Read More Isn’t that so?
I’d Love, That Tiny Jay I’d love, that tiny jay invite me to dance. That tree would crack and break, but I’d wake up from trance! I’d love to swing with jay a waltz, in the morn, and feel so blessed and loved, from the day I was born! Tiny hat […]Read More I’d love, that tiny jay
Sabine North Sea, February 9, 2020 . February 10, 2020 . Wangerooge, North Sea, February 10, 2020 . .Read More Sabine
I See Your Grace I see Your Grace in every tiny jay, or magpie on the roof, diving away. The choreographer is NEB, the Mother, of this great Universe, of Christ, our Brother! The dance so pure, in all Beauty’s might, of all these masters of the flight, in sight! […]Read More I see Your Grace
When You’ll Hear the Jay When you’ll hear the jay chirp its music, in staccato, sweet blows of a flute, know, Mother gave it its notes, when She made it, and the rhythm and the script, to be cute… When you’ll see mighty falcon in flying, high, high up, over clouds in […]Read More When you’ll hear the jay
Kissed By Your Winds Kissed by Your winds are Your spheres of water, sweet Mother, blowing, these winds Thine, to clean all wrong dross of dark Times. Sanctified, Your water and winds, through Your servants, Elementals in action are dancing and singing in chimes… . spaceweather.com . . . .Read More Kissed by Your winds