Notes from of my journal ~ 2010 These are some of my early inspired writings. I wrote what I heard, but I did not yet hear what I wrote. Now as I do, all is clear to me, a riddle no more. My ears can hear and my eyes can see. ~ Debra Clemente
Come in peace Inquire Believe this Trust me Don’t question Ask not The trouble with thinking Too much brain power Guided by God God in me I AM Hidden from view So obvious Always there Tell the lies Unwritten rules Guide them That’s us Days of my youth Now it is easy Supposed to tell Don’t keep it Let me rest Where we go from here To there By the book Knowing versus believing All along Waiting for you Perfection In the moment All here Available now Nothing to do As it happens Look back You’ll see it Know it Believe it Be it All there is Stop wondering Know Know God Know good Know you Know me In good spirit In God spirit Break the chains I like it like this This point in time Flash forward Love has to do with it In love Long live Live long Try not to think The pieces come together And you see the whole You are whole The whole with ease Domesticate Dumb as educate Away we go Through it all About now Educate the birds? Journey home No editing Like it is Prisoners like Michalago’s sculptures Love Beauty Perfection User friendly Times change Point of view Open up Let’s see Like Jesus Be a saint Because who says? They say Who are they? They know more than you? Oh really? You have the power I have the power Find it in here Let it out Free yourself Go on Live life Live and be the Truth God’s perfection Amen Upon refection See me in you So much the same Unique view What you see Seemingly Fresh start In despair I found God there The easy way I like to be used Use me today Happy as a clam It all works Works so well Perfectly I’m finding out Within All the time No time Timeless Here Now Glimpse No one told me Found out within No one can restrain me No going back Better each day A sensation Don’t name it Know it all Games we play Who made the rules? No need Know need Have it all Be it all Apparition Anything I need Know it all All here I can tell All hear Hear ye It’s been said No telling Twisted tale Rise up Meet the day Bliss What Jesus knew What can be Already is Pattern Quilt Woven tapestry A little bird told me Float along Don’t paddle upstream Turning point The river gets wider and smoother And oh the view! I’m done with that What’s done is done Over and out Consider this All I ask Receive much more What’s this? How can I think? Nothing to wait for I was told I now know I know now Now I know Know now More than me Don’t stop there Keep it up Boundless beauty For all They knew it The signs are there No denying Can’t blind my eyes I hear it I feel it I see it No question As real as real can be Step forward with me Come into the light Of full life Be a part of it all Do you hear me? Or are you just watching my lips move? I want you to know I had to tell you Don’t let your mind limit you So close Doesn’t seem right The whole truth Full spectrum light It all works Gifts How can you hear with so much noise? It’s like a whisper to your soul Listen and learn Learn and live Live and learn We couldn’t see it Where this comes from Wake up All you need That’s what I hear Surrender and be set free No one could hear me More than meets the eye What I heard I am moved Where I find myself So many stories Just in time Find yourself here The way shower Jesus The Christ Close your eyes And open your heart Done waiting Ready now The way I feel Wipe your eyes No need to get ready As you are Know what is Now what is Bring it to the surface For all to see Awaken me from my slumber Because you were told When you know the truth It speaks so loudly Can’t be ignored Hidden no more No one can give it to you You have to find and take it yourself Like a party-line You have to be here There is no where to go Once you know you’ll understand Sounds like a riddle Crazy as it seems Don’t listen to me These are just words Kind of like this Feels right Going my way Worth exploring Look around It occurred to me This is what it is It is what it is Just that Funny to think I looked again Now it’s transparent I don’t get that channel What channels do you get? Choose your programming carefully And prayerfully. "Painting Titles" The Voice of Love Speaks to Me, by Debra Clemente |
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