Morning Meds; 3 3 19
Do you ever feel the essence of a memory as a homesickness in your soul?
A memory of a tranquil endless sea extending to the sky.
An ocean of reflected light.
The waters breathing in and out,
eternally alive.
A quietude
a haven of peace
an existence with conflict erased.
A memory wafting through the heart,
sensed when your relaxed enough to recall.
We came from there,
we often return,
a lull in our parade of lives.
Our place of birth,
our ancestral home,
the heart of the Creator of All.
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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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