Cradled

As you cradle me with your arms,
We are re-united as family.
I take on your heartaches;
You take on mine.
A part of me is found and made whole
As I'm lifted above my burdens;
Beyond my past;
To the heavens, to soar as the mighty eagle.
Raised to new heights,
Reconnecting soul to Spirit,
Never looking back.
My soul fuses with yours,
As you taught me to fly,
Then gifted me new life!

Dedicated to my new family at I.C. I love you all!!!

Namaste-
Sheri Joi

Look for the Rainbow

When the bad days come, and they will.....sit with them quietly. There is no need to judge them as "bad" days only realize the ache and the pain is the extreme love that you've felt on the other end of the spectrum. It is still love! For this realization, give thanks! To everything there is a season and so it is true with this. Take comfort in knowing the sun will rise again tomorrow, this you can rest your faith in. With this simple awareness you will be able to plant more seeds of faith. Do your best to step outside yourself as to not get wrapped to tightly in the woeful sorrow and start the spiraling descent. Instead step away from the wall and KNOW that all things are for our benefit and this too shall pass.....and with it's passing a magnificent rebirth will emerge. When the rain stops, know that you will shine with all the brilliance of the rainbow. "Sometimes we forget how beautiful the rainbow can be until we've weathered the storm". Move from your head to your heart and float quietly.....be still. Dance in the rain until the storm blows over!

....I dedicate this to those that hate, persecute and despitefully use me, I bless, love and pray for you. The quote above was once said to me by a beloved "enemy", whom I will always love. (I only say enemy because I am using the quote from Jesus in Matthew 5:44, I believe that this enemy has been my greatest teacher and that is why I call him beloved.)

August 22....my journal entry

August 22, 2009
Construction began early this morning. As I slowly became conscious of the bustling outside my window, I remembered it was Saturday……didn’t these guys get a day off? I reached for my phone, the only indication in my simple little bedroom of what time it is. Ugh! 6:45 in the morning….. REALLY? I rolled out of my bed and pulled the covers back into place. There would be no temptation to slip back into a Saturday morning snuggle today. I plopped myself in front of my laptop and searched for any updates from yesterdays conversations among my cyber friends. Nothing…sigh….. Well, I guess I will tackle those dishes from last night. Outside my kitchen window I could see the large crew amassing rapidly. I determined from the ladders and other tools that today was the day they would be removing the roof. I was living through a remodel of a 1950’s home and life was anything but calm, with the remodel or my personal life. Ladders in place, team accounted for….game on…..let the banging begin. The pounding started, the scraping commenced, and the saws began to buzz. I was disappointed that I would not be enjoying my ritual, leisurely Saturday morning bubble bath. I took a deep breath and stepped back from all the chaos that had begun around me….not physically but in my mind. What a beautiful metaphor this was for what I was going through. I determined I would take my relaxing Saturday morning bath anyway. I ran the water and slipped into the bubbles, losing myself in the warm water that enveloped me. The banging continued, the scraping increased, I even noticed shadows of shingles being tossed off the roof past my morning respite. The saw was quite literally 4 feet from where my head rested and yet if I focused hard enough I could hear the music from my Ipod. I had turned it on shuffle and trusted it would know what I needed. The volume was low as to not rival the crew outside, concentrating deeply I could hear the sweet voice of Belinda Carlisle telling me that “Heaven was a place on Earth”. Of course a huge smile broke out across my face as I mused at the wonderful surprise my angels had brought. They walked with me often, reminding me of the simple abundance that dances all around me. I reflected on the metaphor I was living and realized that as chaos and destruction are raging all around me, I have the ability to be still and focus on the peace within…..at this moment I will be able to hear my music, the song of my heart and I will surely KNOW. Just as this house is going through an extensive remodel and parts of it must be torn down, so must I go through a tear down. But, there are blue prints, also, there is an architect in charge and like a butterfly making its metamorphosis, this home and my soul will emerge in perfect time, as the masterpiece that our creator had in mind for both of us. As I finished my bath I noticed the construction had gotten louder but I had been so deeply still in my thoughts within, I only noticed the warm notes of Alabama singing, “Feels so Right” to my heart. I know there is something greater than me, guiding me, leading me, and teaching me to fly. How different my morning evolved into because of the choice I made to create heaven on earth for myself. I reflect back on this journal entry and see that it began with me allowing outside forces to determine my mood. Still searching outside myself I looked for friends online to fill my emptiness inside but to no avail. It was only when I determined to take action towards the peace I wanted that I was able to create the world around me. So it is with all of us, we blame others for where we are and what we are going through but really it is up to us to surrender to peace within and allow the still moments to paint the masterpiece that we become each day, for we are all connected in a great tear down with ourselves as the architect to build something fabulous!

"Don't Die With Your Music Still Inside"

There is a song that must be sung
There is music only you can hear
Only you can live your purpose
Spread your wings and let the world hear the song of your heart

"Don't die with your music still inside", Sing the song of your heart
Enjoi this purpose, love the journey, no matter the weather
Don’t wait out the storm, dance in the rain
Give thanks you are guided to what is required

Go within to find your strength
Let passion be your guide
All will be provided, all that is required is already here
Show up and make it happen, it’s time to sing your song!

Peace and Love! Xoxo -Sheri Joi

In Africa, there is a tribe in which expectant mothers create a song-of-the-soul for their unborn children. Villagers sing this song to the baby at birth and at every important moment of his life--from his first step to his wedding day. The song is also sung when that person steps out of the integrity of his true self. Rather than be punished, the individual is brought back into harmony through the music of his soul. You, too, have a soul song that belongs only to you. Listen for it. Re-discover the harmony of your own life.
-Mary Manin Morrissey

Thank you and much love to Wayne Dyer who supplied the quote for this entry. Namaste my great teacher.

Consider

Consider…

Consider that the seeds you plant today become the fruit of tomorrow.
Consider that the good deeds you do today will return you blessings in the future.
Now….
Consider that the ill done to you in the past has shaped you into what you are now.
Consider that a terrible act done in April will lend an answer to what you seek in July.
Now….
Consider that you create everything for your higher good with your higher power.
Consider that if you step back and listen to the silence, you will see the mysteries unfold.

Consider that……
If you don’t like what you see…..you can change it!

-Sheri Joi (July 1st, 2009)

Choose To Be Free

Be Free

Though you are held in a prison of concrete walls
You are free if you choose to be

Though all your freedom’s are taken from you
You are free if you choose to be

Though you can not come and go as you please
You are free if you choose to be

The mind that runs untamed is bondage
You can be free if you choose to be

Being still is not as easy as it seems
Choosing to find this stillness, will set you free

Quiet the mind, still the voices, feel the aliveness within
You will know the truth and the truth will set you free

Though you are released from concrete walls
You are still bound if you can not find stillness

Find your stillness
You are free if you choose to be.

-Sheri Joi

Today is Your Day!

“Today is your day!
YOU are what God is doing today.”
Like an artists’ canvas, He is painting a landscape He sees the entire picture and notices the river needs a little more movement, the distant mountains are almost right with their magnificent features and the shadows on the trees only need a few more brush strokes to feel their strength but today is the day for the flower. He knows the exact one He will be spending His day with. Today He will dance with the bloom in the meadow, near the pond. Today is the day especially reserved for YOU! Each thoughtful brush stroke pulls out more brilliance of the essence that glows from within the perfect blossom. His careful attention to each detail is eminent in His gentle and knowing touch. Each tender stroke has His masterpiece in mind.
You are His masterpiece and today is your day.
YOU are what God is doing today.

Inspired by Jules!
Written by Sheri Joi
March 26, 2009