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post #81 of 491
Amris! I heard back from my friend about the first message you sent out for me. She was very touched by it, and said she's printing it out to read again each day. Thank you for joining with me to give that gift to her.
post #82 of 491
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Feeling anything this way amris?

Beautiful messages btw
Hello beloved! Isn't it a fine coincidence that on the day to celebrate love, you and I should get to speak? (humor)

Isn't it a fine coincidence that outside the writer's window, it is snowing?

Let me tell you something important, because it will tell you how valued you are.

The dear writer is connected to this land. She has deep roots here, that were difficult and painful for her to sink into this place. She is here to heal this land, and she knows it. She took this burden on willingly, despite the pain it has wrought for her.

She is so intrinsically linked to this land that the weather is responsive to her desires. Did you know it could be so?

She does not like the snow, because it makes her suffer physically.

But today, on the day that you selected to speak to me, this day of love, it is snowing steadily. Can you guess why? She has allowed it, because of you.

Does that sound strange, that someone could allow weather? Does it seem strange to you that the world would be responsive in such a manner to the humans?

Do you think it odd that she would set aside her own comfort, that she would experience pain, in order to show you, without a doubt, the scale of my love for you? Do you think it odd that the skies would open up and give to you on such a scale?

Why do you think I am telling you this, on this, of all days?

Because you are here to heal the Earth, as well. Because you see the weather and the land respond to you. And you refuse to believe. You refuse to accept that such a grand and wonderful destiny could be yours to claim.

You believe those who tell you that you are being foolish. Even as you watch it happen time and time again.

So today, I speak of my love for you. Today, I speak of the need that the humans have for you to pick up the torch and heal the place you live. Today, it snows. It snows so that you can know how loved you are. How important your work.

Love the land, beloved. You are its lover, you are its companion. Your roots sink deep into the Earth. Oh yes, they were painful to put down. But you are where you belong, where you agreed to be, to do this healing work.

With the abuses that have been done upon the beautiful Earth, did you not think to send her compassion? Did you not think to be her lover, her friend?

Heal the place where you live. It is why you are there. There is no greater cause, no grander purpose. You were made for this. You came and took on the specific attributes needed for you to be the Earth's lover.

Your service to the planet is your service to the humans who walk upon it.

If you will love her, she will embrace you with a love and a joy and a peace that will drive you to your knees with its intensity. You will feel her gratitude as you lovingly heal her pain. It will be a relationship that is more loving and beautiful than anything you could possibly imagine.

It is why you are exactly where you are.

Don't let it slip away.
post #83 of 491
Hey thanks amris

I am an earth sign and a big lover of nature, a strict vegetarian, and make honest attempts to be kind to the earth -- right on
post #84 of 491
Amris~ you have such a beautiful gift, and a beautiful way of expression! The joy from this thread called out to me!

I would be most honored to receive a message if you have one for me. I am preparing to undergo great changes within myself and would love to see what you might hear for me...

In light and love, and a Happy Valentine's Day to everyone!

~Kelly
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Amris~ you have such a beautiful gift, and a beautiful way of expression! The joy from this thread called out to me!

I would be most honored to receive a message if you have one for me. I am preparing to undergo great changes within myself and would love to see what you might hear for me...

In light and love, and a Happy Valentine's Day to everyone!

~Kelly
Each and every one of you who ask me to speak to you on this day, do so by design.

No, not by my design, but by yours!

Beloved, everything happens according to the right time. How honored you are, how wonderful the humans!

The writer thinks that today must be the day of the "Earth people," and she is right! (humor)

Do you know the song, "among the fields of gold,"? Isn't it beautiful? It is a song of lovers, on a day of lovers.

Why do you think that the Earth is linked so powerfully to this day, of all days? Why do you think that you sought me on this day, of all days?

Did you know that the human's sorrows enter into the world? Did you know that, if you will lay upon her back, if you will dig your fingers into the bounty of her precious soil and if you will wrap your fingers in the grass, that she will love you?

Did you know that when you cry, when you feel loss, and your tears are allowed to touch the Earth, that she transmutes them? Your sorrow becomes life.

My dear. My beloved. Your sorrows, which you poured out into the Earth, have become life. Can you feel it?

You are dearly loved. Your sorrow has been transmuted by the Earth.

Oh, how honored she was to wrap you in her embrace, to accept your tears, and to be of service to you! What a precious gift you gave to her when you trusted her, when you reached out to her, when you cried upon her back and let her lift you! What joy you brought her when you honored her enough to give to her your tears.

For human tears are a currency unmatched in all of creation.

Remember the Earth as you bring forth this new life.
post #86 of 491
Speaking of love...happy Valentine's Day everyone!
post #87 of 491
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Ah, my sweet daughter. Do you feel my love? If you must, close your eyes and allow it. I will wait.

The snowy owl. Is it not one of my most marvelous creations? Beautiful, majestic, magnificent. It glides along in near silence, on powerful wings. Its eyes see beauty and glory in the darkness.

Did you think you were without a father? Did you think that you would always glide silently in darkness? Did you think that you would have to spend your entire lifetime cut off from the light of day?

I love you. You are my child. I made you so that you were uniquely suited to the night. To the dark winter. I gave you eyes to see the precious and the beautiful.

The daylight would burn into your eyes, and you would lose your vision. Come, bask in my love, for such is my love for you that words fail to express it. Close your eyes, dearest heart. Feel my love wash over you in waves.

Your eyes, those eyes that see in darkness. So precious. So rare. You are a wonder, a miracle. I adore you. What a wondrous thing to craft a creature that glides along a path not known or seen by most.

What a pleasure to wrap you in my strong embrace. It's okay to feel small, though you are not. It's okay to feel alone, though you are not. There is no judgement for resenting the life you have. I love you still.

I made you as you are because you are strong enough to do it. You are beautiful enough to carry the burden. You are wise enough to see the need. You are loving enough to choose to take on the chore.

Did you know how much more special it makes you, that you have chosen something so difficult? That you are willing to walk through this darkness, and to stay there, while others seek the light.

You feel they get to feel me more fully. You feel that they get to experience more completely my love and hope.

This is not true, beloved. Oh, it is not true! It is not true!

I am everywhere. And I am with you. I love you. I will overwhelm you with love, if you will let me. I will bring you into my arms and I will drown you in the tears of my honoring of you.

Close your eyes, my love, and just be with me. You are my daughter. You are perfect for your purpose. You are loved beyond measure.

Come, and we will spend hours together, and I will love you.

You deserve it.
One of my most visceral memories is standing outside in the darkness of a snowy night just listening to the silence. I was 17 and the moment brought me such... peace and stillness. It is a memory I go back to again and again. I was just thinking of it last night. The muted sounds of a snowy night just seems to sum up what my soul needs. Your message strongly evokes that memory for me.

"Did you think you were without a father".. This brings tears to my eyes. My own father is wheelchair bound and weak of both body and mind. My mother is in poor health as well. They both live about 200 miles away. My father is almost unable to speak to me when I do see him. Over the past few years he has disappeared within himself from sickness. In moments of darkness I have thought, "it's almost like I don't have a father". In a more abstract way, this same statement can apply to my spiritual life. The whole notion of a father God. Sometimes I feel like he is there and sometimes I don't.

The voice of a father figure that I hear in this message makes me think that it is the heart voice of my own father that I am hearing. Thank you.

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I gave you eyes to see the precious and the beautiful.

Your eyes, those eyes that see in darkness. So precious. So rare. You are a wonder, a miracle. I adore you. What a wondrous thing to craft a creature that glides along a path not known or seen by most.
This part alludes to my book. I just spent the past four years of my life co-writing a book about plus-sized pregnancy called Big, Beautiful and Pregnant. At every turn, it has felt like we were crafting a book that "glides along a path not known or seen by most". My father has never been able to say out loud "I'm proud of you" for having the book published. Again, I feel like I am hearing his heart's voice here.

Okay, my 4-year old is now crawling all over me, but I will wrap up for now by saying that I can't wait to see my dad this coming weekend. I will simply sit next to him and feel the love!

Thanks so much AMris. I was deeply touched by this.
Jacqueline
post #88 of 491
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I told someone that I felt like I was "channeling," and he asked me, "channeling who?"

I couldn't answer. I was totally stymied. I mean, absolutely nothing came up for me. I just sort of stammered out a nonsensical reply, turned red, and changed the subject.

The answer came to me last night. That is for the receiver to say. I channel for the receiver. Some will hear a lost loved one. Some will hear "God" or "Spirit," or "Higher Power."

I am the messenger, and it is for the receiver to say who spoke to them.

If you believe it is your father's heart, then it is your father's heart. Because YOU decide who you need the message from, not me.
post #89 of 491
Amris, I have pages to read, yet, but I have been enjoying your messages so much, first on the February thread, and now here. Parts of them have touched me deeply. Even before the messages, I appreciated your intensity and depth in your other posts. And as someone who has read Tarot at psychic fairs, your story about the long long line.... wow! I can read cards, but you.... you have a real gift, here, and powerful stuff coming through. I am filled with wonder.

Also, I would love a message whenever you get to it. : tia
and it's ok to use on your blog, and my username is fine.
post #90 of 491
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Amris, I have pages to read, yet, but I have been enjoying your messages so much, first on the February thread, and now here. Parts of them have touched me deeply. Even before the messages, I appreciated your intensity and depth in your other posts. And as someone who has read Tarot at psychic fairs, your story about the long long line.... wow! I can read cards, but you.... you have a real gift, here, and powerful stuff coming through. I am filled with wonder.

Also, I would love a message whenever you get to it. : tia
and it's ok to use on your blog, and my username is fine.
Thank you. I've got to learn to take compliments, it is hard work for me! : I have been getting some practice in, the last few days, and I am grateful to you loving women for taking me outside of my comfort zone!
post #91 of 491
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Also, I would love a message whenever you get to it. : tia
and it's ok to use on your blog, and my username is fine.
Mountains, mountains, mountains! How delightful! If I but had hands, I would clap them!

How fabulous you humans are! Your words are wonderful, it's true. Yet they are so limiting! They can only express so much, and then you take over and you use what you have! You clap, you laugh, you smile, so many ways for humans to express their joy and laughter!

And then there is that softer joy, isn't there, dear one? Oh yes, you know of what I speak. A subtle swelling up inside your heart. Building, building, growing. You know of this.

The mountains caress your soul. The Earth loves you through them. You, like others, have let the Earth gather up your tears. How she treasures every sacred drop from the eyes of the humans!

Oh, my love. Do you want to know what she does with them?

Look at the waterfalls. Do you see them? They are the countless tears of humans, roaring in love, grief, and hope. Yes, hope.

You have often wondered why the joy doesn't overwhelm you as it does others. Or why the sorrow doesn't destroy you. Why the pain can be so huge, the joy seem so quiet and small.

My dearest. My love. My daughter, my friend, my precious one. You are too many people to me, for me to list all of your names. And the writer's knowledge of languages too small to encompass the fullness of their meanings. (With all love for the dear writer)

You have seen me say it here, over and over again. You are perfect, just as you are. These things are by design. It is perfect, everything is going according to plan. Although, the last is not entirely true. Indeed, perhaps it borders on an untruth.

You see, everything is going better than even we could have imagined. Because... because of you humans. Because of YOU, precious, beloved, dearest one.

What work you do! Oh, if I could only shout! If I could only thrust you into the waterfall of MY tears of HONOR and JOY! Oh, light worker! Brilliant one! Magnificent beauty!

Ah, I am sorry. In my eagerness to name you, I am causing the writer to grow weary.

Shall I tell you why your joy is not overwhelming you? Shall I tell you why you are not drowning in it? Because it grew in you slowly. It grew in you like a mighty oak.

Day after day, quietly, it became bigger and bigger. It is vast and huge! I do not need to wash you over in it, for you are already standing in the fullness of joy and love!

To open your eyes to this truth, all you need to do is close them and spend some time with me. Ironic, isn't it?

The mountains would be a nice place, I think. How about you?
post #92 of 491
Dear Amris, you beautiful being! You are doing so much to help me break through my resistance to receiving, a blockage I didn't even realize was still there until you started this process! (Was that only two days ago?) I think you know I'm having a little issue with feeling deserving - the first message I refused, the second message I tried to refuse but accepted as a shared message... and so my spirit is telling me to ask again, whispering in my ear that I need to open myself up to the asking and receiving. (And my ego is telling me I'm being selfish and greedy, but I'm ignoring that in favour of my little inner voice that is trying to help me to break through this.) So, when you feel called to it, I would love to receive a message that is for me... because I deserve it.

(Oh, so hard to hit post...)
post #93 of 491
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Dear Amris, you beautiful being! You are doing so much to help me break through my resistance to receiving, a blockage I didn't even realize was still there until you started this process! (Was that only two days ago?) I think you know I'm having a little issue with feeling deserving - the first message I refused, the second message I tried to refuse but accepted as a shared message... and so my spirit is telling me to ask again, whispering in my ear that I need to open myself up to the asking and receiving. (And my ego is telling me I'm being selfish and greedy, but I'm ignoring that in favour of my little inner voice that is trying to help me to break through this.) So, when you feel called to it, I would love to receive a message that is for me... because I deserve it.

(Oh, so hard to hit post...)
(before you freak out, your name is in your sig, which I'm sure is not an accident)

Melanie, Melanie, magical little melody. How the fountain sings!

Deserts, and dreams, and beautiful things. The stars above, are filled with love.

Oh, the colors, the wonders, the beautiful hue... of you!

Dear whimsical one, do you know the movie Fantasia? With all the colors, the pagentry, the elegance found in silly things? (Wasn't Walt wonderful?)

This movie is so like you, isn't it? So whimsical, and wonderful, delightful and funny. And oh, can you be naughty! (loving humor)

Yet there is a side of gentle sensitivity to you as well, isn't there, dear heart. Like the gentle woodland creatures, the eyes of your soul are liquid pools of love.

I wish I could simply scoop you up, little frightened rabbit. I wish I could hold you to my breast, and sooth your weeping soul. How beautiful you are, finding laughter in the depths of dissonance. Being a sparkling melody in the midst of disharmony.

How I honor your process. Did you see? Did you notice? I waited for your permission to love you.

Because you are the human, and I do not do anything without your permission. You are loved, how much you are loved, you cannot imagine. And I cannot show, for you would not survive it.

But know this, little one. Know that you are precious, that you are seen, you are heard, you are known to me.
post #94 of 491
wow. thank you, Amris! This is beautiful, and really resonates.... I will take time and digest it.
I do love mountains, and I grew up in a town named Mountain Top (which it is, and my parents' house particularly).
post #95 of 491
Amris!! Thank you so much! That is just perfection! I'm laughing here at the fact that the message starts with my name. It would be totally like me to accept the message, then try to question whether or not I was really accepting it as mine... but there's certainly no doubt when it starts off like that.

Much love and thanks to you, Amris.
post #96 of 491
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wow. thank you, Amris! This is beautiful, and really resonates.... I will take time and digest it.
I do love mountains, and I grew up in a town named Mountain Top (which it is, and my parents' house particularly).
We called the town I grew up in Mountain Top too - it was literally *on top of* the mountain! (Upstate NY)
post #97 of 491
Thank you, Amris, your message is a true gift! I have printed it and will keep soaking it up, there is so much for me to gather from it~ thank you again for your kindness...
post #98 of 491
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Thank you, Amris, your message is a true gift! I have printed it and will keep soaking it up, there is so much for me to gather from it~ thank you again for your kindness...
You know the Sting song that is referenced, I assume?

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Originally Posted by Sting
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
post #99 of 491
Oh, my goodness... I knew that somewhere " I know that song", and was going to look the lyrics up tonight~ just reading the first line you just posted sent this amazing flood of emotions over me, so strongly... tears are just streaming, not sad, just "full", if you know what I mean... thank you, thank you... my spirit is soaring right now!
post #100 of 491
Amris, I would love to receive a message when you have one for me. You can post it on your blog with my first name (Liz) if you like.
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