<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:39:53.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eladrielswhispers</title><subtitle type='html'>I have set up this blog to use it to connect with other people in order to share pieces of writing, which have come to me inspirationally. By this I mean I seem to be writing down what someone inside me is writing, in the sense that I do not ponder over the next word. The writing just flows with ease.I felt that I would like to share this with others.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-5659055538981490548</id><published>2011-12-09T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T05:36:48.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>I have not been writing this blog for some time due to personal circumstances. Recently my beloved parents passed away within weeks of each other. While this brings great sorrow and deep loss, there is also a sense of sweet relief and inner joy that they are now reunited, whole and at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When death, the great transition, comes close and envelops a loved one in its billowing clouds, the heart within us breaks as we see our connection to them disappear. We grieve so desperately for the beloved, whom we no longer can look upon. The energy within us changes and transforms. The heavier vibration, which we feel when we are physically present with other humans, changes and becomes airier. We feel desolated and at sea. There is no harbour to return to and we float as if cast off never to find a safe haven again. The tillerman of old is gone and there is no true direction in one's life any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This of course is only an illusion, as you then become the tillerman, like the geese who fly in a V formation. When the leading goose tires the geese flying behind take over. The geese cannot see the ones behind, but they know they are there aiding and supporting. Perhaps this is why the skeins of geese affect us so deeply within. We see in them our loved and beloved lost ones, who are only awaiting us to join them once again for rest and peace, until once more it is time for each of us to take the lead again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-5659055538981490548?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5659055538981490548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/12/transition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/5659055538981490548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/5659055538981490548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/12/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-5526431062656036515</id><published>2011-07-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:37:24.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connection</title><content type='html'>At this time of horror and grief in Norway these words came to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place within us, deep inside,where the ancestral connection resides. It is the place where we respond to each others' experiences, whether they be painful or joyful. When something tragic happens, it is as if this deep place opens up at the same time in each of us and we connect our compassion, our deep love and our belief that we are one unit, which can keep going if we all come together as a united whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This deep ancestral connection comes from the deepest source there is; it comes from the source, from which we are all made.This source is pure love and its essence heals our wounds and our grief through a sense of belonging and connection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-5526431062656036515?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5526431062656036515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/connection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/5526431062656036515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/5526431062656036515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/connection.html' title='Connection'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-4888317907084107440</id><published>2011-04-27T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T13:53:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>Joy is the end product of a belief that one is deserving and ready to receive. There are so many ways to access joy, it is not the actual end that is important, but instead the road towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we learn to let go of the hard edged, judging and critical side of ourselves and drop feelings of fear, lack, anger and negativity we immediately float in the sea of joy that surrounds us. We access a sense of lightness as if floating in the Dead Sea. As soon as we allow ourselves to listen once more to a voice of negativity or fear, we immediately lose the ablity to float with ease. We sink energetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we use&amp;nbsp; feelings of trust, self worth and anticipation, we can remain in this space at all times, keeping ourselves above the niggling, critical voices that at root are trying to save us from danger, but which sometimes cause us more harm than if we listened to them. Floating in a sea of joy is our birthright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-4888317907084107440?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4888317907084107440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/04/joy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/4888317907084107440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/4888317907084107440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/04/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-1999087353643071801</id><published>2011-03-08T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T06:47:17.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>In my life at the moment I am dealing with thesadness of watching my parents grow older, frailer and less able to manage as the people they once were. Everyday habits are changing and it is so hard to watch them deteriorate in front of me. I asked for guidance as to how to cope with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn from this it is necessary to access acceptance. Life is as it is. It is a stream of water running into a flowing ocean.Each one of us is a small stream, which runs into the this flowing ocean. We each bring our water to the great volume of water that is consciousness and love. It matters not how great&amp;nbsp; or how small that stream is, it contains love as its purest form&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When we grow older the streams appear to grow narrower and less water runs through them. This is, in fact, not as it seems from a human perspective, because the stream is now a greater part of the ocean than of the smaller stream.Much of consciousness as we grow closer to the crossing over, is spent in the realms of infinity and thus we see that we should not be sad, but instead be joyful as it is a drying up of a stream (life on this earth), but instead a much greater part of the ocean (infinity and pure love).See your loved ones as shining stars, already present in the heavenly spheres and gently, gently releasing the cords that bind, one by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-1999087353643071801?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1999087353643071801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/03/acceptance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/1999087353643071801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/1999087353643071801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/03/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-5459805240486004440</id><published>2011-02-02T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T05:40:11.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative blocks</title><content type='html'>The words I received in response to a question about being blocked creatively:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are on a path of many twists and turns and at the moment there is a clear and secure way ahead. When there&amp;nbsp; are dips and turns, you can stop and get stuck in where you are going and find it almost impossible to move forwards.It can feel as though the oars of your boat are stuck in sludge and too much underwater weed and you propel yourself forward at a very slow pace, if at all. Once free of the obstacles the water is clear and you have a bright and open view ahead.&lt;br /&gt;This is how creativity is; we reach pathways where there is a great deal of weed and we immediately give in and either stay in the same place or get very bogged down in the depths of the weed. We cannot see that the way very close ahead is clear. We always have an open channel and it is we,ourselves, who allow the weeds of fear and doubt to accumulate. Free yourself from the weeds and the road to fulfillment is right ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-5459805240486004440?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5459805240486004440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/02/creative-blocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/5459805240486004440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/5459805240486004440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/02/creative-blocks.html' title='Creative blocks'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-515391800469507327</id><published>2011-01-09T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:37:57.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This little light</title><content type='html'>It is now 2011 and I haven't written for a little while, as I have been taking care of a damaged elbow, which I now know to be broken. It is not always easy to contain one's frustrations at a time like this and so I asked for guidance.Within the understanding of why things happen, this guidance has been very helpful. I also take this opportunity to wish anyone who reads this, peace, serenity and joy in this new year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light of a candle is always bright in the darkness. Sometimes it will burn brighter and be more obvious and at other times the flame will hardly be visible, but it will still be alight. At present your flame is low and is preserving itself in order to regain energy and to keep itself burning. In allowing the flame to be still and applying an introspective way of looking at life, the flame will gather momentum and grow to be a fuller and more measured light.&lt;br /&gt;Do not perceive this place you are in to be a negative place. The opposite applies.In a place of rest you find knowledge within, which you can act on in future times.There is no shame in going slowly, as sometimes our greatest inspiration comes just then.Be not afraid&amp;nbsp; for you are watched over with love. He who preserves dignity in adversity, gains serenity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-515391800469507327?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/515391800469507327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-little-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/515391800469507327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/515391800469507327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-little-light.html' title='This little light'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-4236738174221804662</id><published>2010-12-11T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T03:09:14.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Some of us are looking at the stars"</title><content type='html'>As Christmas comes closer and closer and the demands on our purse strings become more and more, I asked for guidance as to how to cope with the dwindling funds and the ever present bills. This is what I received and I will share it with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the knowledge you hold in your heart break through. The knowledge is that you are always safe if the picture in your mind portrays safety. If the picture in your mind portrays lack and suffering, then that will show itself. In times when many minds are showing the same picture it is even more important to allow your own picture to come forth for viewing. Unless you do this you become caught up in the fear and lack, which the collective consciousness is holding on to.&lt;br /&gt;As in all cases, when the human mind creates disasters after a warning, or indeed after a real disaster, we must elevate our thoughts to a place where we do not add further worry or tension to this way of thinking . It is the mark of the liberated soul to see safety, security and abundance before them instead of the pictures , which the fearful mind will portray.This does not mean that the liberated soul does not hold compassion and love for those who have been struck down.It means that the liberated soul holds their thoughts for them in a higher place.&lt;br /&gt;In the words of the great writer, Oscar Wilde: "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars".&lt;br /&gt;Will you be one of the stargazers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-4236738174221804662?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4236738174221804662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-of-us-are-looking-at-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/4236738174221804662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/4236738174221804662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-of-us-are-looking-at-stars.html' title='&quot;Some of us are looking at the stars&quot;'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-2360033619467723125</id><published>2010-11-30T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T08:58:17.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing the light</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we look at ourselves as pathetic beings, instead of seeing the greatness within us. It is this inner greatness, which, when it is illuminated,others then become&amp;nbsp; aware of and are attracted to. &lt;br /&gt;If you imagine lighting a candle at the beginning of the day and bringing its light and purity into yourself, then this may help you to see what happens with the inner light. If it works in an even more obvious way by physically lighting a candle then do so. It will become a ritual or habit and will set you up for the rest of the day. Bless the candle with the thoughts and desires you have for the day ahead and give thanks in the knowledge that everything has already occurred. At the end of the day light another candle and give thanks for all that you have achieved in this day. These achievements need not be anything great, but nonetheless achievements as well as a sense of gratitude and inner satisfaction. that this day has in some way been as perfect as it could be.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to look on the positive, dismiss the negative and carry the feelings of contentment and acceptance with you into sleep, in order to bring light into your life once again on waking the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-2360033619467723125?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2360033619467723125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/blessing-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/2360033619467723125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/2360033619467723125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/blessing-light.html' title='Blessing the light'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-7135508731546394335</id><published>2010-11-20T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T10:00:22.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The songbird whose name is love</title><content type='html'>In my house of a thousand sorrows dwells a songbird whose name is love. Open the casement of your heart and allow her to fly in. The songbird sees into the hearts of darkness wherein dwell fear and self doubt. Each pure note from her voice sends a crystal tone into those hearts and melts the darkness, leaving ahead a deep and beautiful pool of crystal drops shining in the light of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-7135508731546394335?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7135508731546394335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/songbird-whose-name-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/7135508731546394335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/7135508731546394335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/songbird-whose-name-is-love.html' title='The songbird whose name is love'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-6332489027959769640</id><published>2010-11-10T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:40:51.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>I don't think I need to say anything else than what is said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many are the ways of the soul and many are the seeds which are planted. Friendship is one and the love of a woman for a man or the love of a man for a woman are another. When love is real and untarnished, the two merge into one to contain the aspects of friendship and love, which have been apparent within the soul.At times this can be a merger of great trust and humility, but at other times it can be as restless as a heavy sea with storm clouds thundering above.Neither is less than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in any form is always true to itself and can only cancel itself out. It cannot be cancelled out by another or by another's wish for it to be cancelled out. At times love can wither and seemingly die, but the roots of it are always present within the&amp;nbsp; experiences of the soul's aspect.It may be that the kindling may come about through events, which cause it to reignite and reblossom,perhaps in the same life and perhaps in another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never disbelieve the power of love; the power it has to ignite that spark that may be hidden in another.The time is only right when both sparks glow at the same time.Let the flowing love of God and the appearance of the flame appear and let it grow gracefully, piously and without hurry , for to hurry it is to cut it off from its real source - the ultimate spiritual love- the light, which emits from God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-6332489027959769640?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6332489027959769640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/6332489027959769640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/6332489027959769640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-4206763824240454968</id><published>2010-11-04T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T02:57:33.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The heartbeat  of the universe</title><content type='html'>Well here I go again. I hope that these small snippets of deep knowledge will inspire you as much as they inspired me. It is with such anticipation I take a pen and just let my hand move across the page and then read back the most beautiful words. I am sure this is in everyone and we are very blessed to be able to access it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True feelings are part of the soul's journey to perfection. As the heart beats quicker, the soul strives&amp;nbsp; further in its path to the higher spheres. The beating of the high heart is in combination with the vibration that is to be reached. Thus the path of truth is realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in what you feel and let those feelings be true to yourself. Do not doubt what feels right in your inner heart, but believe it and let the feelings stay there until such time as they may make contact with the reality you find yourself in. Keep a strong , clear channel at all times, for flaws in the heartbeat can come about, but they are only detrimental when not checked. Keep an ear open to the to the heartbeat and let the drumming sound of peace flow into your ears and throughout your being."I believe, I believe," you say to yourself."My belief is so strong, for it can only show good areas in the time ahead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder responsibilities in the now and love, care, trumpet out your joy, but keep the little, soft heartbeat of true exaltation alive.This is where the spiritual quest is strongest and will be achieved if fed with love and devotion. Keep your heart open to heaven and to divine, unconditional love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-4206763824240454968?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4206763824240454968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/heartbeat-of-universe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/4206763824240454968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/4206763824240454968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/11/heartbeat-of-universe.html' title='The heartbeat  of the universe'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-8549560043629079870</id><published>2010-10-27T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T02:24:05.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The torch of faith</title><content type='html'>I am writing this at a time when my resources are rather low and it really helped to revisit these wise words. It reminds us&amp;nbsp; that we&amp;nbsp; never have to be alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However and whatsoever; they are questions which are interminably asked by the human race. They are not always easy to answer and at times the answers are demanded upon without too much thought. We, as guides and teachers of those who ask, love to hear these questions as they allow us to shine our light on the pathways ahead. Sometimes these pathways are myriad and show no sign of breaking away from the whole. Other times they are as a huge, shining colony of light, which propels the asker in a whirlpool of feeling far ahead on the path which is to be travelled and recognized.&lt;br /&gt;Patience is the key to the light shining on the path. As a torch on earth is lit by a battery, so do the celestial powers use their light. If it is working a torch shines its light. When the battery is spent it stops. Man is as a torch; the battery is only operable when rest has been taken and pure intention is accessed. If the torch light is feeble or even spent, then it is due to the tiredness of the battery - as below, so above.We can only shine our light upon you when you have the ability to receive our light. Your battery is known as faith, trust and hope.&lt;br /&gt;We wish your torches to shine on a full beam at all times, not only some of the time. You can and are able to do this, but new batteries are not always available and sometimes we allow the ones we have to run down and give out rather than recharge them. Do not let your batteries burn out.Keep them topped up and ready to shine always, always.The power of thought is a strong battery towards a beautiful, light filled tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-8549560043629079870?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8549560043629079870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/10/torch-of-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/8549560043629079870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/8549560043629079870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/10/torch-of-faith.html' title='The torch of faith'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-2571119353443163847</id><published>2010-10-25T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:32:00.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity is the key to the kingom of heaven...</title><content type='html'>Hello again and thanks for all the comments I have received. I believe some of them may be in cyberspace at the moment as I can't find them, but I will learn as I go along! I am so glad that the words mean something to you as they did to me.Here is my next piece of writing from 2000 at a time when I was going through a difficult time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serenity is the password to the kingdom of Heaven. It comes about when the heart seeks not to make the changes it knows it cannot make.It is totally aware of the situation, but is confident that what is happening around is as it should be. Projection from others can cause unrest in the soul, but the soul itself must and does know the answers. It waits patiently for the time to ripen and then sends messages to the person who is to receive them. Let not desire for an outcome, which will ease the pain make the decision the wrong one, but strive to learn from the pain of the joy, which is encapsulated in this pain.Anger is only love turned inwards and thus pain is in the same correlation with joy.The love that abounds within your heart is mighty and can move mountains. It is not to be used in the wrong way. It is consistent and ever assuming. It knows and it is. That is the greatest part of what love is.It can never blame, nor fear, nor sorrow nor hurt another, for it is the one emotion that is constant and true to the inner heartbeat. Remember that what is to be will come. Let your powerful crystal drops of love flourish and become deep pools of joy and compassion;send them not to one soul, but to many, many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-2571119353443163847?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2571119353443163847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/10/serenity-is-key-to-kingom-of-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/2571119353443163847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/2571119353443163847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/10/serenity-is-key-to-kingom-of-heaven.html' title='Serenity is the key to the kingom of heaven...'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133812312358619530.post-7171653273789884304</id><published>2010-10-21T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T05:04:53.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday 21st October: Well here goes! I have started this blog in order to share inspirational writing with friends and anyone else who might be interested.I found inspirational writing by chance around ten years ago. I had read an article about writing to your angels and thought I would try it out. I had ten minutes to spare while waiting for a friend and didn't expect much at all. I hadn't really given it any thought and expected a word or two. What came out amazed me and from then on I wrote daily. For some reason I stopped this and put the book in a cupboard and forgot about it. Over the years I have written from time to time and anytime I have shared it with others they have been very moved by the words.&lt;br /&gt;Last week due a set of circumstances I was pushed into the world of blogs and I have my friends Mary and Kirsten to thank for this! It seems that others may benefit from the guidance I have been given and I would now like to share this with people. I would be very happy to receive feedback, not least as to the workings of the blog and if you can actually receive this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the first piece of writing I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Delight is of the essence. Still the mind and quiet the heart. Open the door to the kingdom of joy. Throw away the key that has locked it. There is no greatness in not receiving joy. Joy is the instrument the heart uses to heal and to guide us towards the light within ourselves and within others. Let the light shine in as it will shine on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes, ears,your senses and those senses you are not even aware of. Sit up, look,feel,touch,sing,laugh and cry if this will help you to reach that delight and joy which is within each and everyone of you. Listen to the words that flow like tinkling bells or rushing water. We are all around and we are near. We are not beings who choose to come only when we wish. It is for you to wish us here and with the intent within you to make us able to communicate with you. Throw away all doubt,leave troubles,we are here to help you to transform. &lt;br /&gt;Stand tall and proud, but not with the pride which reduces others, but your own true pride. You are great and you are mighty.That we know. But it is the love within you which truly shines. Be the shining, illustrious being you are, Eladriel. Unfold your wings now and fly. Goodbye for now. We will be close at hand to aid you at any time. Unburden your heart to us and we will soothe it and tend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133812312358619530-7171653273789884304?l=eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7171653273789884304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/10/thursday-21st-october-well-here-goes-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/7171653273789884304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133812312358619530/posts/default/7171653273789884304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eladrielswhispers.blogspot.com/2010/10/thursday-21st-october-well-here-goes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01285260606050360549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
