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THE MOTHER'S LOVE by Lizanne Corbit


This poem is about remembering that our divine origins are created and manifested from love.

May we remember our birthright: that we are blessed and we are a blessing to the world!
'Lotus Opening' by Lisa Saraswati Devi Photography

The Mother’s Love

Blessed be dear child
you are my daughter
here to make me available for others
to hear my message of love
Love is everlasting
Love lives in your intent
Love lives in every action
Love lives in all energy
Love is the way, the truth and the light
It lights the way in the darkest of nights
It warms even the coldest of hearts
It soothes even the most alone and abandoned
It calms even the most raging of storms
It nurtures even the smallest of Mother Nature’s creatures
It envelopes even the biggest and powerful energies on the planet
It inspires us to connect in love with the beauty in another human being
Love Love Love
Love sustains
Love creates
Love embraces
Love hears
All the cries for help
Plea’s for saving grace
Petitions for new life
Prayers for salvation
Demands trying to invoke
 a miracle where one is needed

Mother Mary is love
She responds with a whisper to hear and listen for
an act of beauty to be seen and looked for
a blessing in the form of creation to be awed and anticipated
a miracle in the midst of chaos to be graced with and soothed ever so sweetly
a beauty that inspires us and calls us to act in love
a sweetness that nourishes and at the same time calms our weary souls
She invokes encourages enlivens the very fabric of our being
We will be blessed by her every minute of every day
If we choose to bow in reverence and love to her majestic presence
 in every and all for evermore
Our loving Mothers Blessing Is Love
Amen
~

Lizanne Corbit M.A. I am a licensed professional counselor and life coach. I have been in private practices as a psychotherapist since 1990. My passion for spirit, soul and essence has guided me in all avenues of my life and work. In addition to seeing clients individually, I facilitate women’s group and personal growth workshops and retreats. Presently, I am facilitating Soul Speaks Groups and Soul SpeaksRetreats. I am also sharing the message of the Diving Feminine to audiences and groups through the reading of sacred writing from my book The Night Star Reflections on the Path of the Divine Feminine. I share the Divine Mother’s message through my poetry and writing to support women and men on their journeys in life. It is a privilege and an honor to be able to hear and share the Mother’s messages of love, inspiration and healing. For more information, you can visit my website here, find me on facebook

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