Mother Earth is shaking; Her voice in the volcanoes speak
The shifting plates beneath her canopy now groweth weak
She knows the time is at hand for her to release
that which shall cause the light of life to increase

For in the darkness, this light shines brightest of all
So in this hour, Mother Earth beckons to the call
Father God is now speaking and saying to Mother Earth
“Open up thy heavy womb and thus shall ye give birth!”

Shakings and tremblings! One World consciousness has begun
Mother Earth moves on her axis as she travels around the sun
Eons have brought her to her fate foretold by mystics and seers
Thy glorious date of 2012; does it not draweth near?

And so Mother Earth heaves, she trembles and she shakes
The pressure of release cause her bowels to quake
As sentient beings desire the harmony of one thought, one love
Father God reigns down upon Mother Earth from above

Be ye marked with the Christ consciousness and ye shall see
that which Mother Earth shall release upon thee….
Be ye of the workers of love and shall ye not encompass the light
for in the darkness, ye shall shine in enlightenment so bright….

Written by Mary Gunderson
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“Dreaming Awake”

I dreamed a dream and in my dream I dreamed again
Birthing a dream within a dream within a dream
Until I was awake no more even when I was not asleep

I dreamed that I was born sick and death awaited my final exhale
I dreamed that I was being abused, and deeper yet,
I was dreaming that I was not loved and I was the unlovable

Then I dreamed that there was hope within the walls of a church
Until I dreamed of the betrayal of those that followed the cross;
And I woke up only to find that I was still asleep

Then, I dreamed my way into depression, and into despair
Dreaming suicidal attempts, I prepared to die
Oh yes, the ultimate dream; in it I welcomed death

Then I heard a call, “Awaken! Awaken!Awaken!”
I heard it but it was not a dream
It came from a place, familiar but unknown to me

“Awaken, for the voice of the Ancients cry out for you”
I woke up thinking that I was fully awake
Not realizing I was entangled in a web of dreams

I hear the voice of the Ancients calling out for me
And I am awaken from yet another dream
Following their voice I begin to awake

I am almost there but I know that I am still asleep
But the Ancient One leads the way out of the land of dreams.

by Milagros Romero

Beneath the canopy of timelessness
Where veils part and boundaries fade
Come now and breathe in God’s formlessness
Exhale your troubles in this canopy’s shade

It is the place where your soul can rest
for the temporal cannot exist in eternity
Come now and be ye truly blessed
In this realm of the holy mystery

A thin place where the dimensions part
And the scrolls of an ancient way unroll
Answers found that heal the heart
and reverse the disease to make one whole

Bless the brokenness that has led you here
It is the paradox of your freedom unbound
For even as the illusion of defeat draws near
Release has been given! Enlightenment found!

And you shall know peace in the midst of the storm
Walking on the waters of a raging sea
For when you dwell in the place where there is no form
you shall only exist in the colonnades of Eternity

Mary G

My Ego walked into the house of a thousand mirrors
And created a thousand images of my doubts and fears
Each distortion Ego made became my story and reality
And separated I became by the Illusions of duality

O how shall I be free and where shall I find peace
When shall the endless chattering of my mind cease
I think I shall leave this place and then Ego appears
As I see a thousand pair of eyes in a thousand mirrors

And that which is infinite and pure whispers in my ear,
“Why is it, dear daughter that you doubt and you fear?”
I answer back, “My experiences tell me this is who I am.”
The whisper replies, “You are blinded by a sham.”

This house of a thousand mirrors is nothing but an illusion.
Every image you give life to is no more than a delusion”
Then the whisper in my spirit says, “It is time to let go.
You are not the image created by that of your Ego.”

So in the middle of the mirrors, I finally sit and meditate
“Let go of every judgment. Release every bit of hate.”
Hours turns to days and days turn to weeks and yet
Thru the power of love, I release the pain and regret.

Until one day, I find that spirit has aligned matter
And the house of a thousand mirrors start to shatter
No longer am I slave to Ego; no longer am I separated
From the consciousness of life, Love has truly pervaded

And so shall I see with my eyes what is real and unreal
That which resides in the infinite wheel within a wheel
For the mysteries shall be given when you lay darkness down
Then shall you see the beauty that lies within and all around

Mary G