Poems: “Question” by Anna Kamienska

What’s it like to be a human the bird asked I myself don’t know it’s being held prisoner by your skin while reaching infinity   being a captive of your scrap of time while touching eternity   being hopelessly uncertain and helplessly hopeful   being a needle of frost and a handful of heat  …

Animals’ poems: “All Creatures Great And Small” By Shell

All Creatures Great And Small Precious are all creatures great and small One of God’s little mysteries. The glorious colors of the winged ones And the swimmers of the sea Are a beautiful and wondrous thing to me. Then why all the suffering and inhumanity? Are we really superior or just arrogant? There’s an easier…

ANIMAL POEMS: “All Creatures” By M. Linda Steffey

All of God’s creatures have rights, a fact that most people don’t seem to recognize. This includes both human and non-human animals, but not all of them can speak for themselves. All Creatures I love all Creatures living, Lord… The smallest of Thy beast The great Animals…the powerful And those called “Thy least”… They are…

MYSTICAL POEMS: “The best gift” by Janice Salois

“The best gift”   What’s the best gift given to me? It took only a moment for me to see It’s my one and only precious life Mostly happy, sometimes strife there are highs and lows for sure but each one opens a different door some twists and turns along the way yest always thankful…

INSPIRATIONS: “A Call to Awareness” by Mystic Meandering

“A Call to Awareness” Humanity is living out the drama of the “original wound” of  mankind, where we “fell asleep”, numbed, fractured, fragmented  from our original innate Beingness – our Original Self. (Some call it our “Divine” or True Nature). That Original Being became seen as something separate that mankind continually tries to reconnect with…

A quote from Rainer Maria Rilke about “loving one another”

For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult task of all…., the work for which all other work is but preparation. It is a high inducement to the individual to ripen… a great claim upon us, something that chooses us out and calls us to vast things. —Rainer Maria Rilke