Sleep, a time of great subconscious work.
Slumber, where beliefs are given birth.
Resting, in the arms of purest love.
Cradled, where below touches above.
Spirit, of the day and of the night,
Keep me, as my soul now takes its flight.
Lift me, to the possibility.
Show me, all I am, can do, and be.
Sleep, now fear released is turned to love.
Slumber, touching Spirit like a dove.
Resting, in the comfort of the truth.
Cradled, now I lay my thoughts to roost.
Amen.
This harp improvisation will take you from stress to calm in 8 minutes. Enjoy the comforting sound of the harp as you get in touch with your roots, your foundation to the physical world we live in. Grounding will help you be more present in the world, to enjoy the moment and be unshakable at your core.
We weave our lives in silence:
We weave our lives in sound.
We weave our lives with what
We choose to spread around.
There may be unexpected threads;
We could make a mistake.
But every day in each small way,
The choice is ours to make.
We weave our lives in laughter;
We weave our lives in love.
We weave our lives below,
But all connect above.
We weave our lives in silence;
We weave our lives in sound.
We weave our lives with what
We choose to spread around…
Mystical Strings 