Morning Meds; 12 8 21
In the garden of our heart,
stands our tree of life,
its roots secured to Source.
Its fruit is love.
Its shade protects.
It lives for evermore.
Go within,
encircle yourself,
give yourself a hug.
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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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Meditative Imagery 
The the harem of thought
Are rooted the trees of despair,
The thorns and broken of cruel reality
That choke out hope and joy and pleasure.
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Beneath the carnage of human duality lies the sweetness of Source and unconditional acceptance.
If we allow our roots to reach past our fears we reach the wells of joy.
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Nice poem, thanks
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