like the

Father's Day I always wanted for you;

knowing you are

safe from the storm.

I have watched you

battling everything

for everyone.

You needed, in my opinion,

a safe harbour to rest

and renew yourself.

You are a humble man

who Blesses All.

Always and all ways.

Perhaps you may be

Blessed in the

Arms of Spirit

as you Sleep.

I conjure up visions of

Beautiful Women

to bathe you,

soothe you,

and towel you

with soft ferns

from the forest floor.

They have prepared an arbour

of juniper, cedar and spruce.

It leads you to a quiet

"Cabin" of mosses, lichen and sage

which smell of

sweet grass and fresh ocean breezes.

There are

pine boughs, feathers of myriad birds

and a feast of your favorite foods,

books and song birds serenading you.

For warmth, there are furs

and a "rug" of the hide

of a summer lamb for your head.

There is a fire glowing with oranges and purples.

The sounds of Its crackling engulf you.

Its flames dance forward to you...

until they dance behind your eyes.

You are sleeping, dreaming into a deeper view

of the Ocean full of Love and Mercy.

Content, you meet with your Master

and grasp His eyes with yours.  You ask your

Questions, which, when barely formed,

are answered in His smile and His gentle Voice.

"All will be Well"

resonates until it becomes a "Knowingness" that

the DIVINE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

is yours to embrace.

The sorrows and pains of the Day are stilled.

In this Moment, there is a gentle breeze

stirring you.

A happy, joyous, warmth floods over your entire being.

You are One

with the Breeze,

the Fire,

the Ocean

and the Joy of the Blessing.

Loved ones surround you with their essences.

A protective Shielf of Light

envelopes you as you

reach deeper into your

Peaceful Place.

There is in this Moment,

the Love of the Master,

your Beloved,

and Loved Ones

of all your Lifetimes.

Soul knows it is Home.

You hear the Sound,

ride it further

into the Light and

become One

with the Light and Sound.

It is a glorious

Waterfall of colors

and you bask in its Bliss.

It is many hours until daybreak.

I am sitting Vigil

To greet you as you

return with the Dawn.

You smile a greeting.

It was a good Trip Home.

-MaryHelen Ferris

-aka Northern Madonna

Now I am in a new place.

Now I am in this moment.

Now I am in your Grace.

My temple is a wee room.

My heart is overjoyed.

The home is full of laughter.

My body is this temple.

My new home is its heart.

With the passing of my parents

Sincerity got a kick start.

Upon awakening

The whole world sings along.

The sunlight of the sunrise

Dances with its Voice

While the Sunlight of the Spirit

Gives the world cause to Rejoice.

The music of the song birds

Mingles with the tune

Of the busy morning traffic

The children will be here soon.

The laughter of the morning

Fills my heart with Hope

As I jump into the shower

Banish cares with soap.

Under the running water

I renew my Spirit Song

Asking the Master to be with me

As I go about my day

Not hesitating in the moment

Not forgetting to pray.

"May I see your wondrous Beauty.

May I fill my heart with song

May I speak a little softer

May I invite you to come along.

May I share your loving kindness

May I give an extra hug.

May I love without discernment

May I give with a rejoicing

Of the moments that we share.

May I always be compassionate

Patient, true and always kind.

May I be there for the stranger

Who still believes that Love is blind.

May I walk a little softer.

May my helping hand be quick.

May I give your love this moment.

May I be there for the sick.

May I this day and evening

Be an example of your Love.

May I make this day a reason

For one to think above

The  petty crimes of humanity

May we all focus on your Love.

May I bow my head in dedication

As I renew my Spirit Song

Asking the Master to be with me

As I go about my day

Not hesitating in the moment

Not forgetting to pray.

"May I see your wondrous Beauty.

May I fill my heart with song

May I speak a little softer

May I invite you to come along.

May I share your loving kindness

May I give an extra hug.

May I love without discernment

May I give with a rejoicing

May I be mindful of your caring

May I be there for the homeless

May I be there for the blind

May I be a listening station

For the one who has lost it all.

May I be listening for your Instructions

As I go about the Day.

May I sing the sacred song

As I walk this narrow way.

May I be there in the morning

For the heart that is full of fright

May I be there in evening

To help someone through the night.

May I awaken in the Moment

May I always hear your Voice

May I be kind and purposeful

May I always and all ways Rejoice.

Believing and knowing.

Life is a bout living life to its fill.

Life at moments is all up hill.

In this moment I am offered some choices.

In this moment there is shock and rejoices.

Aw shit, cries my ego inside.

Another change.

At the moment it feels that my spirit has died.

I want to run.

I want to stay.

I want to love another day.

I want to do good.

I want to do what is right.

At this moment, I do not have the will to fight.

I am sleepy.

I am restless.

I am screaming with no voice.

So I will take one moment at a time.

I will surrender.

I will manage just fine.

I will live to love another day.

But in this moment I feel my joy has gone away.

I will manage just fine.

Although the seasons

Come and go,

I pray that my sobriety

Will constantly grow.

For years on end

I've tried to quit,

To pull myself out

 Of that deep, dark pit.

It was years ago

 When I fell into the trap,

It's filled with alcohol,

 Drugs and crap.

The walls are soaked

 With suffering and pain,

The guilt and remorse

Eat away at my brain.

I pulled myself out

 A couple of times,

But I fell back into

The stinking slime.

Each time I fell

Things got worse,

Will ever get rid

Of this terrible curse?

About a month ago,

Much to my surprise,

A rope (was) dangling

In front of my eyes.

I grabbed and pulled

So desperately,

I'd thought there was

No hope left for me.

As each day went by,

I pulled closer to the top,

The light is so bright;

 I feel my eyes will pop.

Finally, I've pulled myself out of that pit,

I'm a thankful sober person wherever I sit.

I pray to God, to help me with this affliction,

So I'll never go back to that pit of addiction.

I pray and give thanks to all who helped me,

Because of your kindness, now I can see.

The rope that was thrown so lovingly to me,

Had a note at the end, I can clearly see.

It says, "Keep things simple," "One day at a time."

Because if you don't, you'll be back in that slime.

I wondered who would care about a drunk like me,

And down in the corner it read, "God is with thee."

Thanks for my new life.

-guest poet

George M./Chicken George.

excerpt from Volume 1 Issue 4 April 2008 Vox Populus

The Community Village Newsletter

Grande Prairie, Alberta Canada.

inserted in this blog with permission of the author. 

You could see it was true.

She talked of pain and hardship.

She spoke of recovery

How she made it through.

(Just like me and you.)

She shared from her heart.

She told it with all her love.

She told it like a steel fist

Wrapped in a velvet glove.

Her words gripped my heart.

Her words made me laugh.

Her words helped me cry.

Her words helped me identify.

Her journey outlined my path.

I did not have to ask why.

I looked in and knew her heart

Like never before.

When she was finished

I wanted to hear more.

I want to ask questions.

"What did you do when you felt...lonely?

How did you get past a parent's death?"

(It was as if she had heard me.)

She spoke of "repreieve'.

She spoke of the miracle.

She spoke of the truth of the program...

This wonderful addict

In the 'green velvet dress"

I know, now, why recovery is her life.

I do not have to guess.

She spoke with great courage.

She spoke with the voice

Of one who stood for her choices.

I can truly rejoice.

I thank the Master

Who gave her the call.

I thank the dear lady

Who shared with us all.

What a shining example

Of recovery she is.

She was honest, straightforward,

Out-spoken and plain.

Then in the next breathe

You could hear

Her Higher Power's eloquence reign.

It was a wonderful experience

Of renewal for me

Sitting there with the newcomer.

There with her friends

She told her story

It made several hearts mend.

Edification, empowerment too....

Yes, dear addict in the green dress,

My hat's off to you.