Hello world. The following was written 10/17/2017. I was responding to a brothers calls for love, when Holy Spirit stepped in and I began to channel. Holy Spirit speaks, “Little One. Hear my words! Everything you think you know and believe in to be true has been taught to you. It was taught to you, just as it was taught to those who taught you. You were taught to blindly follow and believe, whatever was placed before you. You have yet to ask, if any of it is True. Every label you use to define you, was a label created to control and manipulate you to someone else’s dictates and will. You are blind and in the dark, for you do not even know who you really are. You label yourself with the labels which have been handed to you, by the Being standing next to you. You deny there is a God, when you are God. Each one of you are God. God is within you, as you are within God. You are each, a part of the whole. Each Being is needed, to complete the whole. Each Being is a separate whole piece of the jigsaw puzzle, which Continue Reading
A break down of, “The Silence is Deafening”
Hello world. The following was written 10/16/2016. I shared a poem written in 2014 and was asked what it pertains to. The following is the poem, with a break down of what it represents and my understanding of it. The Silence is Deafening Absolutely thunderous is thee, this silence which only my Soul can hear or comprehend. Moving so stealthily through the chambers of my mind. Pulling out the darkest dreams to shine in the light. Still I need to find the seeds from which these nightmares grew. Then pull them out one by one. Till nothing is left to fuel the fear of these darkest dreams. The experiences of my reality. The ones which made me scream. In throes of fear and agony with utter despair. I almost gave in, threw in my towel, these things I could no longer bare. In this I come to you my hand stretched forth in plea. Help me as I am sinking into this everlasting dream. Help me to see the Light. Maybe then we shall both be saved. From nightmarish dreams to the Holy Light of day. Sabrina Reyenga What this poem is speaking of, is the journey of turning within. Continue Reading