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post #1 of 491
Thread Starter 
This started out in the Feb. Secret thread. However, I think it is best for non-derailment purposes, to move it here. For those interested in receiving a "message," please ask for it here.

If you would like, and you have a message posted in the other thread, feel free to quote it and move it to this thread. I won't be doing that for anyone.

And yes, if you get down or whatnot, you can ask for another message at another time. That's okay, really.


When you ask for a message, please let me know if it's okay to post it on my blog at http://amris-messagesoflove.blogspot.com/
and tell me what username you would like me to use there (or anonymous).

If you do not want it on the blog, simply say nothing.



EDIT: By the way... it is important that you know, you MUST ASK, I will NOT automatically give a Message targeted directly at YOU, unless you ASK (or at least I won't do it on purpose- sometimes it goes straight to someone without my intent, but that's between you and your higher power/ higher self/ god)

Another EDIT: If you would like to receive a special message for a loved one, give them a "name" that resonates with their being. In whatever manner is appropriate for you... and ask. This can be done, and is an honored part of the process.


Yet another EDIT: You may copy YOUR message to other sites, or any that is okayed to be in my blog, upon the following conditions:

1. That you respect the person for whom the message is given. If they ask to use a different name, please use that one, or none at all. Do not claim their message as your own- though you can say that it genuinely spoke to you.

2. That you link to my blog, please.



There's great news on my Blog! Please go take a look, I think you'll like it!



Messages are only available to be requested through my sig at this time.
post #2 of 491
Amris, I copied all the messages to this thread. Thank you for sharing your gift.

Pat


The first message is: "Open your heart, dear one. You never know who here will become your dearly loved, deepest friend."

The second, is that, while I cannot be there to do so in person, please know that in my dreams, and in my heart, dearest lonely and broken-hearted one, you are being held with the gentlest, warmest, most enveloping, and most loving hug you can possibly imagine.

You are dearly loved, and your place among us is a sacred place, where you are welcome to come, and begged to speak.

Let there be peace in your heart, and know you are welcomed here. Neither your childless state, nor your age can bar you from this place. You are treasured, wanted, and needed. Please do not be afraid, please do not feel cast off. There is love for you here, if only you will open your heart to it.

Edit to add: You are not here by accident. You ARE one of us, you ARE a mommy of MDC, regardless of your childless state. There was no mistake in you finding us.

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You're a mother, of course, what answer did you expect? Mothers are the living water of the world. Heal your Earth shakra, it is the key to the mysteries of your Exalted Station. Stop striving to be something important, and be what you already are.

If you question my words, look at your children. See the magic, the mystery, and the wonder in their eyes. Upon your back, they soar. The mighty eagle rises above the mountains, his wings powerful and magnificent. The gentle dove quietly lifts herself higher. No fanfare, no trumpets, no boastful shout. She simply rises with her children on her back, up through the coolness of the clouds, and on towards the celestial waterfall.

Full circle, she comes, the Mother, the living water of the world.

What answer did you expect, dear one? Don't ask questions you already know the

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You are so separated, dear one! You are so introspective and so inner focused!

LOOK THERE! There are worlds all around you! Everywhere! Open your eyes, dear one, and SEE! You are surrounded by worlds of beauty, worlds of bounty, why do you refuse to LOOK!?

I have laid before you the bounty of my table. I have spread at your feet the very cloth of grace and peace and joy. You walk heedlessly across the bounties I have offered you, because your eyes are turned within as if the whole of what I have provided for you does not exist!

Look out into the mirror of the world to find your beauty, beloved! You have forgotten that IT IS ALL YOU! You keep asking me for your heart, you keep asking me to show you your soul.

Well, look, dear one! Look at the bounty I have spread before you, look at the joy in your life! Your soul is reflected to you in the shadow that dances gracefully upon the wall. Your soul is laid before you like a carpet made in the Orient by the most loving and dedicated crafters. Your soul resounds in the music I have provided to give you hope, pleasure, and ease.

You have taken "seek within" too far, and you have separated yourself. You are whole, dearest, you ARE already, if you will but open your eyes and truly SEE!

Oh, how I love you! I have showered you with precious beauty. I have given you warmth and comfort and surrounded you with beautiful things. I have offered you delights and filled your whole entire world with that which mirrors your beauty back to you.

I beg of you, open your eyes and look upon me. Just look, dear one. Please, just see me.


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Why are you so hard on yourself? Your highest and first calling is to love yourself! You are filled with hard edges, you cut into your soul with the bitter points of diamondine hardness! You leave yourself desolate, barren, screaming inside your own mind.

Oh, dear one, the fires that burn in your heart! Your entire world is upside down! You treat yourself with coldness and rage, you burn yourself with unhealthy desires, you treat yourself with spite and hate!

How I ache for you! Oh, I long to soothe your soul, my precious child. I long to sweep up your broken and bleeding heart into my arms!

But each time I try, you heave me from you! You struggle and hold onto the pain, you inflict yet more and more upon yourself!

Do you not see how you have abandoned me? Do you not see how your rage at yourself leaves me waiting, longing, dreaming of my time with you? The time that should be mine, you spend in self-hatred, you break your own heart over and over again.

I weep for you! I cry out to you! You ask me how you can love me, you ask me to send you love, you tell me that you seek it.

Love yourself first, dearest! Each moment is your darkest hour, as you cut yourself and bring your heart to bleed. This is not what I want for you!

Oh, my love! The treasures, the beauties I have for you! I never wanted you to hurt your heart, my dear, you misunderstood the message! I wanted to walk with you, to embrace you, never to bring you such sorrow!

Oh, my love, my dear one, the tulip dangles in your hand. Your dear butterfly hovers just beside it. She radiates the scent of flowers. Fill your heart, fill your house with flowers. Your butterfly will come if you can but treat yourself with love. If you can but fill your house with flowers.

Not just your home, my love, your house. The place inside you where you live. Your temple. Let the fragrance and the purity and the peace overcome you. Love yourself, let go of the diamonds. Let go of the barren places that you go to hide. Let go of the sorrows and the regrets. Fill yourself with flowers. Fill your secret places with flowers.

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Ah, my dear. You are the master of dance and laughter. Did you know that? You are so joyful! I love to be in your presence, to watch in awe and wonder as you look at the world. Every day, your eyes are new! Did you realize it? Are you aware?

Come, my love, and dance with me! Dance with me and I will show you the way. Laugh with me, and I will light the path. Your eyes will see, if you will but dance again with me.

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Ah, my dear liar. I say that with much love, and some amusement. You're so very kind. So filled with a desire to please others. So careful to be kind, to be polite.

Ah, do you feel my laughter? It is gentle and loving towards you. Such a gentle person you are. The struggle is so unnecessary! You can let them see you. Truly, you can. Your attempts to please others feel genuine, but you so often have to lie to them to do it!

My dear, you are so beautiful! Your heart is so pure! You are a magical being, a wonderful creature of light, of love, of grace! But oh, my dear, you are MIGHTY! You tower into the sky, your soul fills the room, you are like the greatest creshendo Mozart ever wrote! I love Mozart, by the way. He is like you. His soul soared as does yours!

But you are so beautiful, and you hide. I gave you to the world out of love. I sent you here to be who you truly are. Seek not to please others through being what you THINK they want! For you see, you are perfect as you truly are!

I beg of you, my child, be you, be me. Walk as the great citadel that towers into the sky, not as the shy and forgotten and unwanted child. That is not who you really are! Be magnificent! Be real!

Of course all the love around you feels false, you won't let them love the real you! You try so hard to BE NICE... my dear, my love, you ARE nice! There is no need to struggle!

Love your lost child. It is okay. There will still be room for all the others. Your heart is grand and large. Grieve, love, live. Be your true self so that you can truly be loved. I love you.

Your butterfly is waiting.

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Oh, dear little one. You are so tiny and fragile and delicate! Like a fragile and gentle snowflake you are.

You see me tell another that she is tall and powerful. How it aches in your heart! The sorrow and regret overwhelms you. You think I do not know, I do not see. You think I have forgotten you because you are tiny. You feel out in the cold, left alone.

You believe that your fragility, your sensitivity is a mistake. You want to be big, you want to be grand, you want to have footprints like the abominable snowman! You want to tower into the skies yourself, to fly free and unfettered...

Oh, my sweet child. How many times must I remind you that each is so precious to me?? It is not I that has left you in the cold, you have gone there on your own!

You are my precious bloom. The fragrant and delicate beauty of a morning glory in its full splendor. You have not been stepped on and forgotten! If you will come home to me, I will wrap you in warmth and love. If you will return to my arms, I will hold you and gaze upon your beauty.

My dear, my cherished one, the hummingbird should not be living in the winter of the soul. Your delicate wings will freeze. Your cup is empty because you have poured it out. You are so angry at me for not making you grand, that you have thrown it out.

My dear, come home to me. You are cherished for your beauty. You are cherished for being exactly who you are. You do not need to be gigantic to be a grand treasure!

Oh, man has made many wonders. Mankind has climbed to the skies! Mankind has reached the peak!

Yet, not one of Mankind's creations are so beautiful as the tender, sensitive, lovely flower. Nothing delights and awes the senses so much as the hummingbird that flirts from flower to flower, before flitting away.

Forgive me for not making you gigantic. I gave you, instead, beauty and sensitivity. I gave you gifts that are smaller, but just as able to touch a hurting heart.

You are loved. Come in from the cold night of the soul. It is not necessary for one such as you. Come, find warmth, sit at the hearth with me. I will give you hot chocolate with marshmallows.
post #3 of 491
Amris, I copied all the messages to this thread. Thank you for sharing your gift.

Pat

Ah, the babbling brook, the babbling brook, the babbling brook. Spectacular!

You play like a child, with wonder and abandon! What a miracle your joy is!

Oh yes, you have walked the past, a long and winding and difficult road. Your depths will never be known to any person here. Are you angry, Pices? Do you think I made a mistake? You feel like fire, but you arrived in water.

Fire is powerful. You are powerful. Your moods, though. Ah, as deep as the water of the vast oceans.

Did you know that at the bottom of the ocean, there is a sweet, still spot? It is here that your wonder, your joy, and your childlike beauty resides.

Had I brought you forth in fire, it would have been consumed. It would have been overcome. The life raft of your joy would have burned.

At night, when the moon is full, and you sit on your bed, looking out the window and seeking me, I am there. I watch as the moonlight dances on the surface of your soul. The babbling brook, glittering, dancing, singing.

For your heart sings, dear one. It is a song that calls to others. But first, oh, first you must learn to dwell in that strong place, that secret place, that place where your own joy resides. Then you will find your path, and others will come to watch the moon glitter on the waves of your heart's love for them.


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Ah, I laugh at the whimsy of this name you have selected. Did you think it simply arrived as a nifty thought?

It is wrought of your true essense! Do not ask me where you were, or who you are, you already know. I find gentle, loving amusement when you ask me this question, one that is already known to you.

This was a difficult transition for you. Seasons go by so swiftly here! You feel as if life is a whirlwind, and you are simply caught up in it. Of course, time is made for humans. You feel out of synch because you forgot it. Your life will be so long to others. And yet it seems so short to you!

You want to feel fulfilled, as if you must find the reason and purpose to it all, if only, if only, if only it would let you! But a day is gone before you have even begun, is it not?

Well, dear one, slow it down! You are the great magician. Time really is relative. Your focus is so scattered, like a rainbow sent from a spinning prism. Focus on the moment, and each precious second can be an eternity. You have the ability, you have the power. All you need to do is focus. All you need to do is live the moment fully. Completely.

Do not despair over time lost, or you will lose today.


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Ah, my precious gift to the world! I am so proud of you. Do you want to know more? You are delightful in my eyes!

I sent you forth to change the world. No, not the world at large, your part of it. And everywhere you go, change follows you like the brilliant blue wake of a ship. Your very presence alerts those around you that it is time for growth!

You are my spring. The turning point of sorrow. Have you seen it? Have you noticed? Those around you seem to come to a difficult place in their life, don't they?

Oh, you blame yourself for this, as if it is a curse. I know, I hear your heart. I gather up your tears. It is by design, dear one! I made you that way.

Does it seem unfair? It is your gift to these people. You are the turning point of sorrow. When you enter into the darkness of a person's life, you change everything. They are shaken to their very core. They are profoundly different from the moment they encounter you, if they are willing to receive your gift.

Oh, you did not know it was a gift? Look around you, my love. Look and see. How often do you hear, "From my greatest sorrow, came my greatest joy"? You feel as if you have ripped their backbone from them. Broken then, driven them to their knees. Locked and caged them with sorrow and pain.

But the opposite is true! You set them free! You send them searching for their path to joy, if they will allow it!

Stop keeping yourself apart! Stop fighting the gift you have to give! Do not be alone to protect others! This is not the design! You are needed, you are needed, you ARE truly needed! Without you, their path to joy takes so much longer. It is so much harder. So much time is wasted.

Oh, my dear, my love, your gift is so heavy for you. It is such a burden for you. But oh, dear one, beloved, your work is so important. You are so needed in this world. You carry a load, you fear your back will break. You do not get to see the joy that comes forth. For this, I am truly sorry.

Please, please, be comforted. You are not a curse to those you love. Please, please, be comforted. You are needed, you are valuable, your work is divine. I treasure and honor you. And oh, how I am proud of you!

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Ah, my love, my child, my sweet one. Oh, one day I will hold you within my spirit, and adore you. It will be a wonderful day.

Diamonds. Pearls. Saphires. Rubies. Emeralds. Precious gems, sparkling, beautiful. Each one a paltry and dull stone when held against the unmatched glory of a single one of your tears.

Oh, so often, I have knelt at your beside, carefully gathering each tear as it fell from your eyes. Precious beyond measure. Beautiful beyond imagining.

Yes, I can kneel, too. I can kneel at your bedside, and catch the tears that only fall from human eyes. And I do, each and every time that one falls from your eye, it is stored in heaven. A currency unmatched in all of creation.

I celebrate you, Guardian of Hope. I honor you. I delight in the wonder of your spirit.

Oh, beloved, the magic is not gone. You remain the Guardian of Hope. You are loved beyond any measure that you can concieve. It is beyond everything that you can imagine. Heavenly hosts gather, gasping in awe and wonder at you. Your words cannot describe the love, the honor, the awe we hold for you.

Your heart is as a sunset, a celestial body, a firework suspended in eternity. You sparkle like a beacon in a black sky. Oh, dear, beloved one. How can I make you know the love I have for you, when your words, your language, is so inadequate?

One day, when you see the fountain that is made from your tears, you will be amazed. You will swoon from the awe and wonder of that beauty which sprang from your sorrows. The fountain lights up a world, so grand is the wonder that springs from the tears of a mother.

My dear, my love. I know that it is difficult. Be at peace, the hardest work is done. This is my promise to you. And though you do not see it clearly, know beyond all doubt that the fruit of your sorrow is more lovely and magnificent than you can ever imagine.

Yes. One day, I will embrace you, in the fullness of your glory and mine. I will sooth your weeping heart. I will dance a cosmic dance with you. You are beautiful.


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Ah, my impatient one! I love you with such joy!

Everything is on track. Have courage, hold your heart firmly. You fear you have no faith. Faith you have plenty of, my sweet, precious child. It is courage that you want to reach for.

Does that sound strange to you? Don't be afraid to love life, it is why you
are here! Did you notice the sun shining? Did you see the beauty of the land around you? Have you spent any time feeling the warm texture of the Earth?

Have you stopped to smell the flowers?

It is why I gave them to you!

Swim in the ocean of life, stop fighting the current! Let yourself go, let yourself love life, let yourself LIVE! The chains that bind you are of your own creation. Drop them, dear child. Drop them.

Pick up an apple and savor the flavor. Go with the flow of life. Search for its rhythms. Find a flow in the seasons. Treasure each moment. Take a walk when you don't want to, and search for beauty.

I have put it all around you for you to enjoy.

Do not be disappointed, for I have answered the question correctly. I love you.

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The shepherd. So disappointed to be a mere shepherd. Such a simple calling, isn't it. There is no fanfare, there is no brilliant light being beamed out into the entire world. And worse, the sheep keep running away, don't they!

Do you feel like your cup is full, but that it is full of things that have long
since gone sour? Do you feel as if your time of opportunity is passed, that it has been washed away by time?

Are you ready to give up?

My dear, my loved one, my precious shepherd. Your old hands are young. Reach out with them. They are still young! They are like the petals of a newly opened rosebud. They are your strength, the way and the place of your growth. Let go of your rigid ways. Come and sparkle with me. Let your light come out.

It does not need to reach the world, dear heart. It only needs to reach those that you reach! You are so certain that your calling is bigger, brighter, or better... but I have brought you to the right place already.

Your gift is love. The shepherd is not a shepherd to be seen, not to be heard, not to shake the foundations of life. The Shepherd is a shepherd because he genuinely loves the sheep.

And so it is with you. I am astounded that anyone might think there is a higher calling imaginable than to love, and to be loved. Can you let go? Can you give in, and let yourself fall out into the sky, and trust me to catch you?

Can you believe that I love you as much as you love those whom you shepherd?

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Oh you! You are mischievous and marvelous! Such a fun and wonderful person you are! Do you ever wonder why others take such note of you? Because you are delightful! It giggles from your eyes, it chuckles from your cheeks, it laughs from your heart. You carry it with you like a great, grand, bouncing ball!

Oh yes, many are serious. And they think you should be, too. Instead of child-like, they call you child-ish. How ironic that they can be so
silly and foolish, don't you think?

What magic and joy to be a child in your presence! Have you noticed? Did you see it? How they flock to you and adore you!

How the adults strut and cluck at you. So childish, grow up, act right!

And you do try, so hard. I forgive you for that (humor).

It is so special and wonderful to be you! Stop living someone else's beliefs about what is right, cluck cluck. You are funny. What could be
brighter or better to give the world? Laughter brings you closer to the divine.

So many seek to be special. To have something that is uniquely "them" to offer. And you have that. But you listen to the strutting and
clucking of others, and you do your best to strut and cluck with them, pecking properly at the ground. Then you wonder why they laugh at you.

Because you look foolish pecking at the ground like the hens! You're a person, stand up, look up, be proud! Stop clucking, scratching,
strutting and pecking at the ground. Make people laugh with joy and good humor.

And one day, I will dance with you as well. But it will be the chicken dance, and we will laugh with cosmic humor.
post #4 of 491
Amris, I copied all the messages to this thread. Thank you for sharing your gift.

Pat

The superhighway of the mind is frought with dangers. The hawk that waits to pluck you from your path. The scorpion that lurks to end your journey.

You cannot go through life with one eye closed, dear heart. Do not be afraid to see blood on your hands. The barren land that is your faith right now, that comes from what you have lost, is the dark winter of the soul.

These thoughts, these memories, these dark imaginings, they bind you. They are your prison. The blood is not of your making, dearest child. The weariness of your mind is part of the pain. The feeling of being lost is because your mind is tired.

Rest. Your children, all of them (you know of which I speak) love you. There is no blame. There is only a powerful, abiding love. Warm, compassionate, joyous.

Please find your way to the water. It will comfort you. It will protect you. It will wash the self horror away. You do not deserve it. It is time to let it go. You are dearly loved.

Be mindful of your eating. Be mindful of excess. This is a trap for you. It will make the world spin out of control.

There is love for you. There is a place for you. There is one waiting for you. Roses are red, violets are blue. It is time to let the roses go, and to welcome the violets.

Be at peace.


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I am delighted that so many are enjoying Amris's Messages of Love, as am I. Please feel welcome to make a donation at her website, if you desire: http://amris-messagesoflove.blogspot.com/ Donations are not required in order to seek Messages.



Pat (member of her fan club



post #5 of 491
Thread Starter 
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Originally Posted by hannahi View Post
Dear Amris, I would love a message, too, if you are inspired to share it with me. :
You are such a spectacular burst of color. I love to watch you change, from red, to gold, to blue, and back again. Do these changes confuse you, and those around you? It keeps you from reaching out to others. This fear that they might see you changing colors.

You are so wise, so old. No, not that kind of old. Old and wise, too old, too fast. You feel weary, having learned so much, in so little time. You have let your joy slip away. You have poured it out between your fingers like the grains of sand on a hot beach.

I love you so much. I have been reaching out to you for so long. I don't care that you are red today, blue tomorrow, and gold again. I made you this way. I love you this way.

Everyone else has asked you to change. You are certain I will, too. You want to know how to change.

I beg of you, remain the same. Be who I made you to be. Your colors, oh, my dear, precious one, your colors! So fabulous. So magnificent. So brilliant. How they shine!

Reach for the sun! You do not need help, you do not need to wait! GO, GO NOW! Touch the skies! Stand up, let your colors shine! Rise up and reach out, and be thrilled!

Your heart is wonderful! Believe me when I say that if you will follow your joy, if you will honor and joyfully celebrate your colors, you WILL find happiness in this lifetime. So much sooner than you can imagine!

Go, my child, run free and unfettered!

(are you still here?)
post #6 of 491
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Originally Posted by Amris View Post
Ah, my love, my child, my sweet one. Oh, one day I will hold you within my spirit, and adore you. It will be a wonderful day.

Diamonds. Pearls. Saphires. Rubies. Emeralds. Precious gems, sparkling, beautiful. Each one a paltry and dull stone when held against the unmatched glory of a single one of your tears.

Oh, so often, I have knelt at your beside, carefully gathering each tear as it fell from your eyes. Precious beyond measure. Beautiful beyond imagining.

Yes, I can kneel, too. I can kneel at your bedside, and catch the tears that only fall from human eyes. And I do, each and every time that one falls from your eye, it is stored in heaven. A currency unmatched in all of creation.

I celebrate you, Guardian of Hope. I honor you. I delight in the wonder of your spirit.

Oh, beloved, the magic is not gone. You remain the Guardian of Hope. You are loved beyond any measure that you can concieve. It is beyond everything that you can imagine. Heavenly hosts gather, gasping in awe and wonder at you. Your words cannot describe the love, the honor, the awe we hold for you.

Your heart is as a sunset, a celestial body, a firework suspended in eternity. You sparkle like a beacon in a black sky. Oh, dear, beloved one. How can I make you know the love I have for you, when your words, your language, is so inadequate?

One day, when you see the fountain that is made from your tears, you will be amazed. You will swoon from the awe and wonder of that beauty which sprang from your sorrows. The fountain lights up a world, so grand is the wonder that springs from the tears of a mother.

My dear, my love. I know that it is difficult. Be at peace, the hardest work is done. This is my promise to you. And though you do not see it clearly, know beyond all doubt that the fruit of your sorrow is more lovely and magnificent than you can ever imagine.

Yes. One day, I will embrace you, in the fullness of your glory and mine. I will sooth your weeping heart. I will dance a cosmic dance with you. You are beautiful.

Amris - Every single message you have posted has moved me to tears, and the one for me made me WEEP. Seriously, I had to stop at least twice and wipe my eyes because I couldn't see the words. How absolutely PERFECT it was for me. Thank you for this gift for all of us. Thank you for sharing these messages so freely. I am loving every single one of them and I am just in happy awe of your talent.

I am suddenly reminded that one of the meanings of my real name is "laughing water" (my real name is of Cherokee origin). All of my life, through my childhood and until I was about 18, the laughing part was very apparent - I was the laughingest, giggliest girl you'd ever meet.

And then comes the water - the water is my tears. Suddenly my name is all the more significant and powerful. Wow. :
post #7 of 491
Thread Starter 
Okay, I'm having problems figuring out how to get my blog set up so I can (with permission only) transfer some of this over to it and share with non-MDCers.

Any wizkids in the house that can help me sort out how to add a link to the blog?
post #8 of 491
Yay! You're going to do a blog! I have set up a couple, though I don't make much use of them. Where are you stuck? I might be able to help...
post #9 of 491
Thread Starter 
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Originally Posted by KoalaMama View Post
Yay! You're going to do a blog! I have set up a couple, though I don't make much use of them. Where are you stuck? I might be able to help...
I want to embed a link above the "recent posts" and "archives" on the left side:

http://amris-messagesoflove.blogspot.com/

But I don't know where to put it, or even how to make the proper HTML for it. I'd also like to put something just below the header that explains it a tiny bit. But I don't know where to put that in it, either...
post #10 of 491
I would love a message! :

This is SO wonderful!!
post #11 of 491
Thread Starter 
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Originally Posted by KoalaMama View Post
Amris, you're just a sweetheart. I didn't mean to sound ungrateful! I found it fascinating and very interesting, and certainly see the wisdom in your words (all of them, for everyone!). If you happen to feel like posting something else for me, that's cool. But I'm not feeling like I'm missing out or anything just because I don't grasp the whole message yet. (I actually think being a shepherd is really quite an awesome 'calling'! )
Okay, I will have to do this tomorrow. I've tried 3 times, and each time, I keep getting the sense that the message is not "yours."

It should clear up by tomorrow. I apologize for making you wait.
post #12 of 491
That is *so* interesting! Certainly, don't apologize! All things happen for a reason. Hey - I'm listening to Sonia Choquette on audio. Maybe you're picking up her instead?

(BTW... I'm going to go look at one of my blogs and see if I can answer your questions above.)
post #13 of 491
Thread Starter 
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Originally Posted by dharmama View Post
I would love a message! :

This is SO wonderful!!
Such a fantastic imagination. So marvelous, so eloquent! How beautiful the images you can create! Your heart dances in your fabulous visions, a flower on a gentle breeze.

Your passion explodes from these fantastic visions, your love swelling like a great golden wave. Your personal beauty unfolds like a flower drinking in the sun on a perfect day. Your mind, your beauty, is unfolding before your very eyes. Are you paying attention?

The song of your heart echoes into empty places, releasing those who are bound. Your spirit uplifts those with whom you share your magnificent mind.

You are loved, so very dearly. Your process is honored. Your questions answered when you give permission. And not a moment before that.
post #14 of 491
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Originally Posted by Amris View Post
Such a fantastic imagination. So marvelous, so eloquent! How beautiful the images you can create! Your heart dances in your fabulous visions, a flower on a gentle breeze.

Your passion explodes from these fantastic visions, your love swelling like a great golden wave. Your personal beauty unfolds like a flower drinking in the sun on a perfect day. Your mind, your beauty, is unfolding before your very eyes. Are you paying attention?

The song of your heart echoes into empty places, releasing those who are bound. Your spirit uplifts those with whom you share your magnificent mind.

You are loved, so very dearly. Your process is honored. Your questions answered when you give permission. And not a moment before that.
Thank you.

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I'm just wondering if you get something different for me now. I had quite a change in my moods today. It was quite striking.
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Originally Posted by fek&fuzz View Post
I'm just wondering if you get something different for me now. I had quite a change in my moods today. It was quite striking.
Ah, the crystal clarity of mind. Do you see it now? Do you see why the human is honored? Have you found the gift in the chaos? Can you accept the gift now?

Have you noticed how often it is that the humans come to me and ask me questions, and my only answer for them is questions? It is because you hold the answers! When you are in balance, dear one, you will find yourself holding all the answers inside of you.

Did you think that balance required some misery inside of you? (humor) This is not Spiritual truth! Balance is a place of joy, dear one! The pain is unnecessary. It is heedless of right or wrong. Only in a place where you are joyful can you truly know that which is right, did you know?

Raise your hands towards the sky. Dance with your children. Be joyous.

This is where the balance lies.

Didn't you already know that?
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Amazing messages and so beautiful:
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Amris... PMd you on the blog stuff.
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I am hesitant to ask, since I am so much a lurker, but ... could you do a message for me? (she says with beating heart)
post #20 of 491
I just wanted to say I thoroughly enjoyed reading all the messages. They are all so beautiful, and you truely have a gift! I've only recently started reading about LoA, but would love to know what you see for me when you get the chance
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