Monthly Archives: June 2013

A Thousand Things

This poem was inspired by an afternoon of water, nature, and the relationship to all things, including Man.  By Krista Moore.


Silent Song – or, A Thousand Things

Maybe I could fall in love with the light

That falls and sways more

readily than my moods

over the dark wicker sideboard.


Dancing in rainbows all around me

While I sit breathing and bare,



The beauty astonishes me

My soul is mute.


 A thousands things run through,

Bright green scary ants

Wispy willows moving in all directions

Red yellow green orange


What is a mystic to do?

You can’t capture it
You become it.


   ~   ~


Whatever pleases me pleases you

But that is not true


So we touch the same water and

see different things

I lie down and you go under

Nobody knows what the other thinks


Change whirls and whizzes all around

We are fixated, but we are not

Our skeletons are sorry

even as our flesh is lazy and lies down.


Can we even drink the same wine?

Mine is a misty black

Yours a solid brown


I can’t lie down with you

I can only love you from this

Solid ground.


I see you cradled in my arms

You are not that fragile now

But you are

I know you are.


Am I a product of my imagination?

Or is my imagination where I belong?


My heart still pains for you

My body is getting smaller

My heart, bigger


I can breathe again

Even though I am not talking to you.


       ~   ~


Each leaf is praying for its release

And I am amazed at its existence.


The thunder is rippling one, two,

Three or four

No one knows where it is coming from

Or for whom.


Do you know all I want to do

Is talk to you?


I can accomplish nothing without

Your mouth, your ears

My song.


I don’t know what this will be

All I know is, I need to unfold

My wings.


Healing through the Power of Hypnosis

Recently, during a state of deep relaxation using guided meditation and hypnosis, I asked for answers regarding my life path and purpose, and experienced a series of  scenes or inner visions, messages from what I felt was a much higher plane of consciousness. Anyone can do this if they are willing and receive the proper guidance or training. It is not necessary to believe in the scenes or symbols literally to benefit from their healing power.  

For me, each one asked me to surrender my fears and recognize who I really am, what I love, and what I came to do.  And to use the gifts I had been given. They transformed what was once dark or uncertain (the past) into something beautiful and awe-inspiring, powerful and awakening… My heart was opened.

jordan river from yourguidetoisrael


The first came to me as a scene of Christ sitting at the bottom of a tree.  I was about four years old, with raven hair, and lots of questions.   I held up my chubby little fingers to him, and he delighted in me. He placed his hand over my hand and said,

“This hand is my hand.”  Then he placed both hands on my heart and then on his heart and said: “This heart, my heart.”

I smiled and looked up.  I wanted him to make me laugh. Sadness had taken hold of me. Grown-up questions, darkness and terror that needed to be forgot.

“Make me laugh again,” I pleaded with him.

He said, “Come with me,” and stood up. I followed him down past the path and before I knew it we were at a river’s edge.  It was glowing green all around the river, and the river bed was a deep brown.  He stepped down the river bed, dropped his robe and went in.  I stood there delighted and surprised.  He was making me laugh, alright!  There was Jesus, wading into the river to the very middle. He lay on his back, his head and toes sticking out, floating and resting on the water’s shimmering surface. His face was full of tranquility and peace. I could see a smile growing on his face as he breathed…

I got the sense he was asking me something. To come in!  And even though I couldn’t hear him, I knew my little four year old body was not going anywhere near that river’s edge anytime soon!  I stayed standing and watching him, comforted by my beloved brother and friend who had become like me.

I never went in the water that day.  I didn’t dare.  I didn’t understand what it meant, for Him, or for me.  We were equals, he said, my  heart was his, my hands, my tiny body would float too.  But I couldn’t give.  Couldn’t give into the unknown, the scary, the insecure.  Not yet anyway.



Before this beautiful vision, I re-experienced an ancient memory or scene, that occurred just before the last…

I found myself locked in a cave of darkness, left alone during a crisis. An elder brother (not more than fifteen) had put me in there to protect me from what was happening all around.  They needed to the city to see Jesus.  I wanted to go with them, but they wouldn’t let me. The mother did not want me to to see anything.  

I wept and screamed and waited for someone to return and rescue me.  I pounded on the walls of the giant cave, and scraped my knees on the dirt floor.  I sobbed quiet tears to myself and closed my eyes tightly. I thought I would  never want to be in that cave again, that giant door closed upon me.  But I did.

When the brother came back to get me, he hugged me in shame, he was so frightened. He tried to explain, but couldn’t. Nothing would prepare me for the loss of what I had before, the innocence of that time.  Nothing would be the same.  My beloved friend was gone.


After these startling scenes, I felt frozen. I did not know what to do with them! Metaphor or memory intertwined and I did not know how to connect myself back to the present.   A few weeks later, as I sat in meditation, I asked for the meaning and purpose of it all, and received these symbols and messages, one building upon the other:

First, I saw a broom and some bath salts. I thought this was rather funny (I don’t like to clean), but I then got the impression to “clean out your heart” and wash away the pain that had collected there.  Later I bathed with salts and allowed the tears to flow. By the time I was done, I was ready, I felt renewed.

In the next meditation, Mother Mary appeared in a golden hue, old but beautiful. She handed me a series of gifts:

As she touched her hand to my heart, she handed me a long pencil with a giant, clear red heart on the end. “Write with your heart” was the message I got.  Then I saw a small bookcase where the writings could go.

Next  she showed me a baby she held in her arms. It had golden flecks all around it.  I could see it so distinctly, it was not generic. It was not white-skinned, but light brown, with curly dark hair and little eyebrows, sleeping peacefully. She handed me the baby and indicated for me to hold it to my heart.

When I asked, “are these messages for me real?” she released three brown birds from her robe, which flew directly over my head.

Amazed, I silently asked what to do with all these gifts?...

Immediately I could see the cave again, only this time, I was calmly sitting at its centre as an adult.  In my right hand was a candle which I placed on a small table in front of me.  A book lay open and I was writing.  I could see myself surrounded by this golden light, completely at peace with the work at hand.  I held the baby in my left arm, gazed peacefully at it – its purity and innocence, to be protected.  I was now the protector.  The mother.  The creator.



meditation candle


The cave had been transformed  from a place of darkness and uncertainty, to what had been renamed the “Cavern of my Heart”, now open and filled with light and purpose. Creativity. The heart had been cleansed, illuminated, and could be returned to at anytime.  No longer locked in isolation, I was given sanctuary and truth.  Wherever I went, it could go with me.  Whomever I thought of, whatever I truly desired, it could be found there, resonating in my heart, waiting to be cared for, tended to.  It was now my source of connection and purpose, clarity and wisdom.



I was so grateful I cried – happy tears this time.

Then I heard Jesus say,

  “All things will be found in here.”


What Can I Learn from This?

These were profound moments for me to experience, even in my inner field of vision, or imagination.  Some felt distinct like memory, while others were more symbolic to help me understand the meaning.  I had struggled to know “what’s next” and “why”, and this put many pieces of the puzzle together for me.  Perhaps going this deep (or high) was the way for me to know my path and stay on track. I was also amazed how the experiences were transformed from something so traumatic (the cave of fear) to something so beautiful (the heart).  This gave me hope and inspiration, assurance that I could do whatever needs to be done. And that I would never be alone again.  I believe we can all learn something from that.

I also learned  I could relax, too.  I do not have to be so hard on myself.  It could be as easy as laying back in the river…

But I will come to that soon…




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Finding Your “Yes!”

yes-man1How do you know if you are doing the right thing? Here is what I have discovered which you may find helpful.

When you have a decision to make, or something is disturbing your peace of mind – try this.  Tune in to your body and see what it is telling you.  Does your body fill with tingles, feel more open and light?  Or does it feel heavy like a burden on your shoulders?

Sometimes our bad feelings have more to do with our negative thoughts, than with the people or situations we are thinking about. Sometimes, when we shift our thinking or intention, our bodies and minds lighten, opening us to higher consciousness and actions we didn’t think were capable of just a minute ago.



Let’s say you are finding it hard to communicate with someone, or you’ve had a fight and don’t know what to do. 

You can either:

a) Avoid the situation and try to find relief your own way (ie. I’m right, he’s wrong!)

b) Confront the other person and argue until they agree with you (not recommended, though talking is better than not talking at all), or 

c) Ask for a miracle in your thinking, a new way of seeing this, and respond accordingly.  (I’ve tried all three and eventually land here : ).

 If I am honest, no matter how mad or upset I am at someone, or how guilty I may feel, I really just want to feel better and have good, peaceful relationships.  No one wants to feel bad or be blamed.  What we really want is to be happy, right? : )


How I Found My “YES”! 🙂

1. I “Get real” with myself about my hidden motives, mistakes and insights.

2. Ask myself,  “what do I really want out of this?” and open myself to the best possible solution.

3. Imagine a time when I felt really good. I might even imagine the other person smiling at me, or exchanging a warm hug.

4. Tell the truth. When I am honest with myself, I go back to the other person and share how I feel, what I may or may not have done, and what I hope for.

5. Express praise and gratitude for the other person, what they did right, and listen to their side as well. 

The results?

 We still mrose in palmay struggle, but usually open to love once again.  Inevitably things work out in some way that I hadn’t expected. Hope and gratitude shifted my energy to gratitude and possibility, and I leave the rest up to God. There are always insights, ways of seeing I had not thought of.  When I put my defenses down, I can receive the good instead.

I feel my heart open, light pour in and a surge of positive energy.  I feel buoyant, light and free, able to express love and joy in the moment, and imagine future possibilities.   I recognize this “yes” in my heart, mind and body as the fruits of doing the right thing.



Whenever I am approaching something new or scary, I often worry or obsess about it.  This causes difficulty in making decisions. My body fills with tension, making it hard to breathe or think clearly. Then it is hard to tell if my feelings are based on my not wanting to do something, or just fear and resistance to doing the very thing I really want to do!

The first step I take is calming my mind and feelings with meditation or prayer.  I have found in the last while that the deep relaxation, surrender and release that comes from meditation brings in new thoughts, feelings and actions.

Recently I had trouble making a decision about a next step.  Inaction was driving me crazy! So I meditated and asked for guidance.  In my relaxed and receptive state, I received several visions of clarity which led me to accept what I wanted to do. 

Subsequent unexpected “signs” from others who do not know me that well gave me further confirmation that I was on the right track (some were quite startling!). It also gave me confidence that I am not alone, that I was not just “making this up”, but with my heart and inner guidance, where my “yes” resides.

In the end, I felt amazed at the beauty of the insights coming to me, that something was supporting my greater unfolding.  My body and mind filled with positive energy, clarity and confidence to make decisions and move forward in the direction of my dreams.



I learned this technique frommuscle-testing-yes a wonderful woman named Christie Marie Sheldon.

If you are uncertain which path you should take, ask yourself a question and then listen to your body’s responses. 

  • A “yes” usually feels lighter, happier, more open and forward-moving.   
  • A “no” or “not right now” answer might feel heavier, like a tightness, or pull in some area.Everybody is different, so try and see what your “yes” and “no” feels like.  You can also try muscle testing.

If you don’t know what “yes” feels like, remember a time when you felt totally sure of something, totally happy about it and “on fire” with possibility and confidence. Put that feeling back in your body and say “yes yes yes!”   Now, that’s your “yes” answer!


Have fun with this : ) You really can change your world!