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Vulnerability, the sacred space of strength

By Karen Scott 2 Comments

Image of dragonfly on waterlilyLife is a process of unfolding.

Like the petals of a delicate flower, we open and move into new states of grace. As we open ourselves more fully, we become increasingly more vulnerable and exposed.

But this isn’t a fragile place.

Quite the contrary.

Within the heart of vulnerability lies the realisation that love can’t be fully experienced whilst we actively keep secrets or try to withhold or protect ourselves.

Keeping secrets leads to fear and guilt. This wastes our precious energies. On the other hand, within our vulnerability sits our tenderness, gentility and compassion. And it’s here that our true strength is seated.

The ability to be gentle yet strong creates a powerful healing force, which gives permission to others to let their defences down when they’re around us. This allows us be open to loving communication and fulfilling experiences. Continue reading

Prayer to the Holy Mother

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Image of an angel

Image: Spirit-Fire

Silver Light
Attending Angel: Archangel Gabriel

Dearest Holy Mother,

Please help me to remember that You are my Mother.
Help me to remember that I am not alone.
Shower upon me Your loving Light,
and comfort me with Your merciful heart.
Teach me compassion for myself and all living things.
Teach me strength for myself and all living things.
Teach me respect for myself and all living things,
so that I can live in happiness and peace.
Please loving Mother, reach Your tender hand
down into my life today and make right
all that seems wrong.
Touch my mind with Your truth and wisdom so that
I can see these errors and correct them.
Walk with me today, please, and guide me on the
Path to Truth.
Loving Mother,
I entrust myself to Your care.
Thank You,
Amen.

© Karen Scott 2007

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Daddy lovely legs

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Image of long legs cast by a shadowI was most definitely a daddy’s girl growing up.

I recall many moments of grace with him. My most immediate memory was at the end of the day when he would return home from work and I would greet him at the door by throwing my small arms around his wonderful legs.

Both my parents were ballroom dancers.

They danced simply for pleasure. Both were truly a graceful site to behold as joy and light filled their union of elegant movement.

Needless to say, both had beautiful bodies. But it was Dad’s legs which evoked a feeling in me, which still remains.

I can’t put in to words what that feeling is, other than to call it grace. Continue reading

Eternity

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Image: Raven Vasquez

All I have to do is look into your eyes
And all I see is real
Eternity

Holding in my gaze the life of you so full
It’s hard to comprehend
Eternity

See me…feel you
Touch the very core of you
All I need to see is you
Eternity

So now I will release all ties from the past
And I’ll be One again
Eternity

© Karen Scott 2004

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Be with Me

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Image of snow-covered tree

Image: Liz Nealon

Heavy the weight we carry
Light the mind that sees
Heavy the heart that’s broken
Trust and be with Me

© Karen Scott 2003

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Moments of grace in life’s little moments

By Karen Scott 2 Comments

Image of a blue eyeOne of my earliest recollections of the gift of grace in my life was an interaction I shared with Sister Catherine, my 1st grade teacher. I loved Sister Catherine in an all-encompassing way.

One day, we were discussing names and she said to me that my given name, Karen, was the Danish derivative of her chosen name, Catherine. She told me that our names mean ‘purity’.

I was only 6 years old, but the feeling of expansion and the sense of space I experienced in that moment remains with me today.

She joined with me in likeness, through our mutual purity — hers chosen, mine given — and gave to me the gift of grace.

It’s not something that can be planned.

It can be desired, but even the desire for a moment of grace seems to make it elusive. Continue reading