While taking my morning meds; 9 15 19
Giving ourselves up, into the void through doorway of time and dimensional portals.
We start to see through the eyes of immortals.
The doors that are opened lead to the light, informational insights, dispellers of night.
We give ourselves up, we surrender our ghost.
We loosen the bonds we’ve formed in our lives.
As we pass through holes, through rips in the vail.
We return to ourselves, our minds become clear.
We remember what we are and who we’ve always been.
It’s then, when we realize that we are home again.
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Author: Kevin Burleson
My wife Cheryl and I live in St. Joseph, Missouri. She is retired and watches three of our 12 grandchildren and 1 greatgrandchild. I work as a maintenance man at Highland Community College in Highland, Kansas.
I have a BA in Art with an emphasis in ceramics.
I am a second degree Reiki practitioner and BQH (Beyond Quantum Healing) practitioner.
I started writing spiritual related posts in 2018 and started sharing them on a few different Facebook sites.
This site is to consolidate and re-share them.
It is also to share short stories based on images seen while in meditation.
My hopes are that it will inspire others to use the powerful tool of visualisation to enhance their spiritual journey.
Thank you.
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