Winter’s Dream

Hail Bravehearts

Wonderful life, wonderful experiences, wonderful joy. A season of giving is awaiting us, full of joy, compassion for mankind, generosity and caring, wonder and glory, goodwill to all of the world.
Oh cherished hope, of life worth living, of kings and mightiness and power. Oh cherished love of all that’s human, all that’s created, all that’s living. Oh cherished wonder of God most high, of beings invincible, and power unconquerable. Live forever, in the hearts and minds and souls of mortal men, who know the logic and reasonability of peace and love and brotherhood. Live forever, oh dear one, and teach and preach forever.
Peace! The sound resonates and fills our ears.
Love! The emotion of all encompassing acceptance.
Brotherhood! And brothers all are we.
The dead of winter is upon us. The earth has covered it’s landscape for a cold winter’s sleep, the bears den and the rives and lakes freeze. The dead of winter, with renewed life, renewed hope. Joy, for in this time of sleep and slumber, precious new life is born!
Praises! Praises to the world! Praises all yea people! Praises all mankind! For new life, new love and new peace will be born to you and you will be filled with gladness! Praises!
Of kings and kings, glory on high, peace on earth and love to fellow man. Of joy and wonder and hearts filled with gladness, oh season of holiness, last all year long, and bring peace and kindness to all of us, on this great, good planet Earth.
The joy of giving, the joy of saving, the joy of creation. Oh wondrous life, oh happy life, for humanity calls us and we all share. Now, in this time, of quiet and darkness, we live in the dream time of eternal peace.
Oh brave new world, where poverty vanishes, where starvation ends, where loves reigns high. Oh brave new world, where peace and compassion and brotherly love are most dear to us. The joy of giving, the joy of living. Oh great wondrous love, to all of the world, peace. Peace. Oh brothers and sisters, peace.
The immortal souls of wondrous humans, of creativity and giving. A gift of love that lasts forever, an eternity of persuasion to be kind and caring. Nurture and care. For in that quiet moment of connected thinking, the world spins with hope for healing. Heal us, oh great masters, the world needs your focused minds and your great deeds. Heal us, oh great masters, your wisdom and knowledge will surround us and keep us whole.
In this quiet time of winter sleep, we wake to the works of the almighty and dream of glory of peace on Earth, of goodwill and hope and comfort. Heal us, oh great masters, your words and deeds comfort us, for we are all just humans here, with frailties and failings and need. Nurture and care. For all of the world needs kindness and giving, love and peace and compassion for all beings. The Earth astounds us with its beauty and grandure and we are so amazed.
Come, almighty ones, focus your brilliant minds and the souls of our ancestors call to us with wisdom and courage. Rejoice, oh brave humans, for all is not lost, the world gives us answers to the questions we ask and the answers to our questions lie in the quiet of the winters dark sleep, where the celestial calls us to rise to glory, to love and acceptance and to shout the words:
Peace on Earth! Goodwill to all men.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 10, 2014

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