THE FEATHER

Today I find

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

February 17, 2004

THE GREAT WILL

“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

February 5, 2004

Light Into Dark

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

February 2, 2010

Inspired by You Are Becoming a Galactic Human Being, page 133

ALL 90 DEGREE ANGLES

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

February 2, 2010

THE ROADRUNNER

THE ROADRUNNER

The roadrunner
assumes the plank position,
head forward tail down,
to scuttle across the yard.

Comical in his intense hurry
To arrive……where?

As we scuttle,
at 75 miles an hour
across the infinity trail
we are hurrying
to arrive …… where?

Lizette Stiehr
January 9, 2010
Cordes Lakes, Arizona
At Len’s

MY MISSION

The mission,

our mission,

my mission,

is to bring light

into the darkness.

My mission is

to bring

my light

to this reality.

It is my mission

to light

the space

that I inhabit.

It’s NOT my mission

to bring my light

into the darkness

of another.

It’s NOT my mission,

to save anyone else

from their reality.

It’s NOT my job

to make sure

others do a level of

the light dark balance

that is comfortable for me.

We each are masters.

We each get to select

the balance of

the light and dark

that we choose to carry

in our lives.

Just as I get to select

the balance that works

for me.

I honor your path.

I honor my path.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

January 11, 2010

Inspired by Pam Walling

MOVING CENTER

I move my center

from my head,

from the shoulds,

the gotta’s,

the ought to’s

To - the ripples flowing out

To - the flow of:

I want this,

this feels great.

I move my head

from the drivers seat

to the back seat.

My heart is steering.

Life is in the fun flow

a joy ride.

In the back seat,

my head’s job

is to explain

why we went

where we went,

not determine it.

I move my center

from the poor me,

to the power me.

No one else can make me happy.

Only I can “save me”.

And

I can’t make anyone else

truly happy.

Only they can do that.

It’s not my job to save anyone.

It’s my job to move my center to joy.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

January 9, 2010

Inspired by Lena Steven’s update for January