This morning I was quite late getting up for work (luckily I made it in time), my alarm goes off at 4am then 4.05 and 4.10. Generally I get up on the last alarm but this morning I fell asleep again and slept till 4.40! and I have to be in at 5
Now, what made me wake at 4.40 and not sleep till 6 or later (ah what a thought!)? As I get up every work day at 4.10 it is ingrained in my body clock to naturally wake but not this morning and as I have been quite tired these past weeks I reckon my clock thought it would give me a rest.
Anyhow, the reason for this rather strange blog post is that this morning at 4.40 I woke, not by my own body clock but by a voice somewhere in my mind.
It was a lady’s voice and it said “Martin, come on Martin.”
I was puzzled but dashed out of bed, said thank you to whoever it was, and so the day began.
What I want to know is, where did the voice come from and who was it?
On the way to work I noticed it was a full moon and sometimes these full moons do affect me which was probably the reason I overslept. But doubtful it was the moon speaking!
So who was it?
I have heard my name called before in my mind but that was while I was awake and as a rule I don’t hear anything (or see anything) in my mind anyhow so I’m perplexed but thankful for a “friend”.
search for it.
to your open self.
Look around, see and
watch for the moments.
Smile as you come across
the You that you once were.
Know that what is in you is also
in all of us and it lives waiting silent
because we are all one spirit together.
Breathe and relax, feel for the one You
that is meant to be, who wants to be
for always and forever. Your self.
Smile, reach, touch your soul
feel its power its energy.
Look inside, know and
feel what could be
what is waiting.
Search for it
… folded into your smile
falling into your heart
flying deep into your soul …
Is this a witchcraft
Is this a sunburst
Is this nothing but a crease in time
… how soft the wind blows between us
how sweet the fragrance of our moments
how sultry is the air after the rain …
Is this a dance
Is this a thunderstorm
Is this nothing but a forest fire of emotion
Is this a dream
Is this a dream
Is this nothing but a dream of wishful thinking
where nothing is real
where you are yet to be found
where to be loved by each single petal of your spirit’s flowering
is but an eternity away
for you are yet to be found
for you are nowhere
there are times when the trees
when the sunrise
when the moon
and when the very air
… I’m wishing it was you
wherever you are
and whoever you are …