The Sleeping Beauty Awakens Within

This was written for a friend who has the gift of mediumship. I told her she should write a book. What I really admired about this person was her integrity and desire to teach others about their own gifts. She has very many but there was a sadness there, she is a woman and would love a partner on her journey. So she may feel she is not worthy, yet I saw incredible beauty in her. A very loving person.

Many women feel invisible to men and sleep alone. Society creates a beauty industry that is a size 10, blonde, blue eyes, olive skin and attentive to men. The reality of women is that they are all shapes and sizes, and without doubt the beauty is within every one of them.

When I was teaching peace I did a little exercise to reveal beauty. I asked children to go to another and to say something beautiful about them, some children had no problem, others struggled. They could just say I like your bracelet, but to say something nice. I told them when you see the beauty in others, you see it in yourself, it is not about them. It is only your eyes that see beauty.

Another friend who spent a lot of time making herself look attractive acknowledged to me she felt she was unattractive. She felt she had to be beautiful to keep her husband interested, yet if that is the substance of the relationship, then better to let him go. I also had a sister who was beautiful and always gained the attention from people. Until 30 I didn’t see myself as beautiful. It is amazing the amount of women who don’t see themselves as beautiful. Read my poem on true beauty it is the truth. The real beauty is in the kindness they show, they give their time, they ring you and make sure you are ok, they will feed you and they will work behind the scenes to create homes that are balanced and welcoming. Just chatting in the kitchen is beautiful, there is so much beauty all around us, we simply forget by focusing on physical bodies. I think all the women I have met are incredible. Yet strangely many feel they are not enough. I’d love to see more focus on who we are not what we look like. For both genders.

So I want to extend the idea that real beauty is internal, don’t worry about the physical body. I say this to men also who are overweight or unattractive (in your eyes), let your love show through humour, let it shine, just say a kind word, you may be surprised, allow yourself to shine without expectation of return, and happiness will come. Don’t follow the crowd, be your own person. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a partner, create beauty out of your amazing life. Being on your own can be a great gift when you find your real passion, let me tell you.

I would say to men and women, look past the physical beauty and you will find love beyond your wildest dreams, it doesn’t have to be a person. If you are in relationship you don’t own your partner, try not to control your partner, true love gives freedom to people to be themselves. A good friend helps the other by being a mirror to them, showing them gently to themselves, but not telling them how to do it. When we live in equality and are open to learning from each other, deep love is the result and it goes beyond sexuality, it becomes friendship and family. We are walking alongside each other. That is the unity of humanity in the most beautiful way. That is a beauty that makes me breathless.

Don’t romance the stone, find the sunlight in YOUR life.

CINDERELLA IS THE PEARL

There are angels in the crystals,
For they glitter like gold,
She shines through kind actions,
She is thoughtful and caring,
For her worth is often invisible,
Yet it is seen by many,
And it has meaning,
To all your friends on both sides.

Donita means Cinderella,
For she has lost her shoe,
She is finding it hard to walk,
She is feeling somewhat tired,
Yet there is a prince charming who is awaiting,
Her kiss,
Yet she must kiss the toad,
The one she doesn’t think to kiss,
For when she looks into the heart of truth,
And sees the beauty is sleeping,
The mirror of her dreams,
Flowers into the fruition of reflection.

For in truth we do not believe,
For we are not trusting that we create,
Never are we victims,
Nor are we alone,
For aloneness is simply that we seek from outside,
For inside it is warm and secure,
When we allow life to guide us to the precipice,
One can never fall,
It is to fly,
For the horizon is vast,
And there is no past
In the future,
For the moment is now,
To simply trust unfalteringly,
And that is the faithful,
For all seek,
The truth that sets you free,
And you are me.

If you were to stop giving,
You are still a precious gem,
For love is unconditional,
The liquid crystal forms a tear in the pearl of your eye,
The oyster forms around the sacred pearl,
But one must create friction,
For god to emerge,
And this pearl softens and shines,

As the feeling for others lives within one self,
Especially those unkind and cruel,
The alchemy of the golden sunrise,
Can be seen in the innocence of your smile,
For a change in perception brings a reception,
Sees the morning anew,
The dew drops are tears of gratitude,
For another day is created,
From the soundless murmur of your nature,
That is peaceful and flowing,
For there is no resistance in total trust,
And this is the holy grail you seek,
For to be holy is to be clear,
The grail is simply the quest,
To discover the true life,
Is the test.

Atlantis is aqua,
Incas is orange,
Lemurians are brown,
For there is no salt of the earth,
The natural bounty sleeps within Harmony,
For symbols are voices that guide you within,
For great cities live in the temple of nature,
The alter is the bank of a stream that channels what is,
The chorus echoes in the chirping of birds,
Reminding that life is a cycle of many voices,
And that all life cycles in a rhythm that neither toils nor spins,
For balance is sustain-ability and love,
When one is in Harmony with truth.

You are a truth seeker,
Yet truth is in the silence,
It is in the rivulets of your life not the channel,
The subtlety not the flood,
For each river meanders through its life,
Bringing nourishment to all that dwell,
When one smells the roses,
One sees the thorns are simply projections,
Reminding us of thoughts that are untrue,
That the forest is not dark simply a shelter,
The earth has turned from the sun,
And will always return,
As the sun god smiles for it is always smiling
at your upturned face,
No matter the season,
There is a reason for your existence,
And all dreams come true,
For you are the dream,
And god is the truth,
For love is the answer,
That awaits your loving questions.