AS THE MOVEMENT OF MOMENT by Jennifer Hillman

Amazing shifts are motivating me to create some true moments of inspiration and of heart opening brilliance…

Allowing the inner child and the Goddess within to dance in playful nuance. Breathing in and expressions the joys of the moment in words. I thank you for the blessings of you within my journey.

As the Movement of Moment

As the movement and rhythms of moment’s dance

The breath and ease of the beauty within

Grace the heart's everlasting splendors;

Feeling and experiencing the fullness of life.

Embrace it all, dear child of love.

Know that it is all real

And still the illusion

Of your imagination gone wild.

Fully presence in the essence of mind.

Wild and wondrous…

Oh dance oh dance child

With the music in heart

The universe’s orchestra is here

And fully charmed.

Move in the breath

And the grace that you are.

Be fully present

And know who you are.

Brilliance, magical and everything else…

Dance with the essence out of mind

Embrace yourself and love…

And all be divine.

Jennifer Hillman is an artist, published writer/poet with certifications as Reiki Master/Teacher, Hypnotherapist/NLP Practitioner, Intuitive Life Coach, working also a psychic adviser. She connects to the Divine through her studying many of the philosophies of the world, including Buddhism, Shamanism, Kabbalah, Sufi to name a few.  She has a weekly radio program, Abstract Illusions Radio, where she explores the different aspects of creativity and spirituality, as well as on and her four websites: the essences of her creations; assisting artists with creating the dreams, more of her poetry here, and information and insights for finding your true self, here.  Empowering and inspiring is her joy and path and she enjoys connecting with people and animals with an open heart of compassion.  She has two published books of poetry in the series Embracing Souls: Poetry of the Dance and Words of the Heart. Both books have positive reviews of passion and insights into the world we live.

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