Creator
is the wind
under our wings.
Creator
doesn’t tell us
where to fly.
Creator just allows the wind
we can use
under our wings
to fly.
Then Creator
enjoys the new sights
through our eyes.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
Reminds me of my current favorite quote
“The eye by which I see God
is the eye by which God sees me.”
Meister Eckart von Hockeim
God never called me.
God is.
God waited
‘til I noticed
that She is me.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
a feather
I AM
Exploded from
the pillow
that is the Beloved
I drift
so gently
so effortlessly
I drift
against
pain and cruelty
I kiss it
I drift onto
The bosom
Of the Beloved.
I rest.
Lizette Stiehr
Thank you Oriah Mountain Keeper for THE CALL
“Not my will, but Thy will”
is a lie.
It separates what is one.
“I am willing to will the will of God”
was me ever reaching
closer to the truth
that we are ONE.
“I am willing the will of God”
was reaching closer yet,
toes in the water of truth,
ankles in the water of the Beloved.
“I am the will of God”
is my truth.
The angels speak
When I’m headed aright.
I am committed
to the path,
ever inward, ever bigger.
And always finding
the shadow places
that need a bit more light,
or a lot more light
in the ocean of love
within.
“”I am the will of God”
does not make me God,
but it clears God
to full rights to me.
“I am the will of god”
makes me an atom of Her toenail.
But it fills every cell of me
with the beloved.
“I am the will of God”.
Help me find daily
the patterns in me
that aren’t yet love.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
Dedicated to Bev Knox
The mission,
so simple (!!)
is to bring
light into the dark.
To bring the light body,
the “body” of my soul
into my physical body.
The mission is
to unite,
bringing unity to the
body and the soul.
So drop that mental
down the elevator shaft
to the heart
and invite
your light body,
invite your soul
IN.
Lizette Stiehr
Inspired by You Are Becoming a Galactic Human Being, page 133
How is it that
we create all right angles?
90 degree angles every where.
Square picture frames
reflected in the rectangular
sliding glass doors.
Square tiles
and fireplaces.
We nailed Christ to
A 90 degree angle cross.
But nature is organic. ‘
Hardly a corner
to be found,
all rounded
softened angles.
We want a God of right angles.
Of right and wrong,
black and white.
Yet life is organic
So many grayness’s
Not what is
wrong or right,
but what do you love.
What stirs your passions?
And your heart?
Lizette Stiehr
THE ROADRUNNER