Journey of the Heart

I wrote this poem as a means of trying to express the enchantment that comes to me in times of peace and joy in deep meditation... This sometimes manifests itself physically in a tickling on the scalp or a subtle vibration all over the body, and it seems to me like being immersed in/under a rainbow of sound and light.  The image of the rainbow as a bridge between worlds (physical and spiritual) rings true for me, and I have even crossed a rainbow bridge in meditations to seek guidance.The peace and joy of meditation can be like a cocoon of hope reconnecting us to the Creator and to all others.  It has changed my life.  Under the Rainbow by Anita Neilson An enchantment through my scalp Like a rainbow emerging from Source Expanding and inspiring Those held under its dome. In this cocoon I am and was Lustrous threads of connectedness To all that is. In this world I observe the other – Beautiful, exciting, exhausting chaos. In this mo...

I've found that grief is not permanent and pain never lasts... There is always light at the end of a dark tunnel-as surely as day follows a dark night. I wrote this poem in a moment of despair. When I felt aggrieved and totally drained out. I struggled with my broken heart and found the strength to see beyond that grief. These sad moments had also taught me an invaluable lesson and brought me even more close to God. Rain to Rainbow by Latika Teotia I was lonely and I was in pain, I sat quietly and watched the rain. With each single drop, my pain did decrease, I waited with hope for it to cease. I picked up the broken pieces of my heart, Even grief, though brief, had played a part. Lo behold I spotted a rainbow at the end, In my life, mercifully, it was only a bend. Thank you, O Lord, for this beautiful life, And the invaluable lessons I learnt from this strife. In the absence of pain, grief, problems and strife, We for...