A Vision of Alice

A wonderful, heartwarming poem channeled from Alice, who is on the other side, and had committed suicide, comforting her sister, Catharine, who she left behind. Thank you, Catharine for giving us permission to share this powerful message with others who may be grieving over a loss of a loved one. It is so beautiful, so powerful, and carries so much wisdom!

A Vision of Alice

I saw you in a vision
In the circle of my soul.
You came to me so stealthfully.
So peaceful and so whole.

You smiled from deep within you
With such elegance and grace.
There was no sign of sorrow
To be seen upon your face.

Not a word was ever uttered
But our hearts spoke one to one,
For I knew within an instant
You were at peace with what you’d done.

There was a wholeness to your spirit
That I’d never seen on earth,
That completeness you’d been searching for
From the moment of your birth.

You stood before me peacefully
Your spirit finally free.
And I knew in that moment
You no longer needed me.

For you the bond had been broken
You’d gone your separate way.
The need to live for others
Did not direct your day.

You’d come to give a message
One you hoped I’d hear and heed
For you were not the only one
Your death had finally freed.

You wanted me to let you go.
Not for your sake, but for mine.
For holding on to what was gone
Would bring no peace to mind.

It was time for me to love myself
And be the best me I could be.
That’s what you wanted me to know,
That you death had set me free.

In love our spirits parted
And a calmness settled in,
For you were where you wished to be . .  . .

And I could live my life for me.

By: Catharine
June 20th, 2005

The Tree of Life



Try as I may, or try as I might
I can’t get down on paper, what I really want to write
I write words of wisdom, but there just for me
What I want to write now has to do with a tree.

The tree that I speak of, stands tall and straight
and has many branches that carry no freight
The tree that I speak of, is one that bears fruit
The tree that I speak of, you can’t buy with loot.

Its branches have strength and carry no mold
Its branches are there for young and for old
The roots of this tree grow straight and deep
then they grow outwards to those that still sleep.

The soil it grows in is pure and sweet to the taste
the soil it grows in has no need for haste
The seeds of this tree belong to all races
the seeds of this tree have no need for faces.

from a seed of this tree, grew a brand new sapling
from a seed of this tree, berthed a brand new hatching
The wind helped create it and so did the rain
unfolding within its darkness without any pain

The darkness was found to have a light of its own
the darkness was found to be whatever was sown
with much love and joy, darkness arose and unfolded
no more woes, no more fears of the one being scolded

New to this world and not knowing the difference
everything new with all of its brilliance
light and dark was just a level of awareness
and had nothing to do with evil or fairness.

Some call it a myth, some call it a fable
some like to see all there cards on the table
It’s your mother and father, the moon and the stars
it’s your sister, your neighbor and the man from mars.

It’s a tree, and it’s you!

Robyn Brown gave me permission to post and share with the rest of you.  You can find more of her amazing work on Booksie @ http://www.booksie.com/religion_and_spirituality/poetry/willow_brook/expansion




Born again with a knowing of what once was,
born again to make a mark, but something went wrong!
Another entity within this realm,
abused their rights upon my small form.

And so for years I cocooned my mind,
to stop the tears and hide the fears.
Shadows formed from that lost place,
to haunt my sleep and waking plights.
My sight was blocked from my true path,
and choices made just fell apart.

Then, I thought of you, although you have passed, dear,
I thought of you, with a smile and a tear.
And I thought a thought of something bright,
and I thought a thought of pure starlight.
I shut my eyes and find the place,
I shut my eyes and see your face.
I hear your voice within my mind, so free,
saying that my own souls destiny is up to me!

So, I searched my soul and looked real deep,
and answers came that I could keep,
of a changing path to make me bold,
where signs are clear and come from old.

written by Robyn Brown

This is written & channeled by Robyn Brown higher self; connecting and expression from soul experiences; this one spoke to me.  Robyn Brown gave me permission to post and share with the rest of you.  You can find more of her amazing work on Booksie @ http://www.booksie.com/religion_and_spirituality/poetry/willow_brook/expansion

With much heavenly love,

Lisa Salaz