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[sid] => 152403
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Guiding The Light
[time] => 2009-08-20 06:23:15
[hometext] => A piece written inspired by healing through laying on of hands and the happiness one experiences from healing others.
[bodytext] => When I focus carefully I can truly see what's in front of me. But more importantly I can perceive a lot more intensely - intricately. He asked me to touch him,mend him.. To lend my light into his skin.. I close my eyes and feel the focus rise. Fully forming from inside and within. Lying before me - his body..His soul.. I see it..So dark,so unholy... I gather into me my energy as I start to see.. Before me lies the plan to complete my goal. I feel the roots - so red - sending shoots through my feet going down. Sensing the glow I've come to know building,bubbling and brewing around me now. Slowly summoning up what belongs to me I feel my aura strongly steadily start to grow. It is my Prana,Chi,Ki or Qi - my energy freely flowing and forming me. As I become fully whole I gain control. I wince as I glimpse - I start to see: A heart so weak it's about to wither away.. Black streaked seeping with sorrow. This man may not even see tomorrow. I reach into him feeling the life force emanating from his being.. The cold creeps onto me clearly creating creases in my energy. But this doesn't scare me I have power of faith - my way of knowing. I begin by going down to his dark heart so slowly silently softly strobing... I start to focus on love asking powers from above to please be helping. The glow builds to the brightest white - the best & most potent light. Keeping thoughts clear I feel my manna flowing freely forth from my hands They create luminous wondrous light bands brilliantly entering the heart's rupture - healing the structure I only wish to nurture. I wish upon this man a great full future as his sorrows are that which I suture. I grab the darkness - holding his pain.. I rip it all out so he can be whole again. And healed within - so perfect - free of sin. The darkness pulls free and exits his skin. This force not only comes from me or from within.. It truly comes spiraling down through me from Him. True God from above filling my guided hands with love to fulfill my work for Him. By God's power of laying on of hands I can help to pull out the man's pains. And mend all his broken strands. -Svw [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Clayman [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested. Moderator_18 August 20, 2009 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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