The Dreams of Peace

Hail Bravehearts

Do you see me? I’m in the air that you breathe.
Do you feel me? I’m in the strong hug that comforts you.
Do you hear me? I’m in the songs of the living, both human and wild.
Can you taste me? I’m in the food that nourishes you.
Can you smell me? I’m in your senses. I’m aroma and perfume.
Do you know me? I am your neighbour.
Do you love me? I am the spirit.
Oh great spirit of wondrous love, shine your daily light on us.
This is the season to be jolly, for merriment and joy. This is the season to cast aside all ills and torments and to lay your weapons down. A season to celebrate the gift of giving.
The wisemen brought their treasures, gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. The wonder of creation brought onto the Earth. A special gift.
In our celebration of great joy, great giving, great love and humanity, the gift of sharing and caring for all of the world is the peace of the holiday season.
Peace be with you, oh great wise ones. The world needs your sane and knowledgeable minds. In this time of celebration, of the joy of life, of what the world brings us, of goodness and fellowship and praises. Praises to the world for the joy of life itself. Praises to the world and sing songs of glad tidings. These days are a celebration of peace, of love, of kindness and great joy.
Sing, oh heavenly angels and cure the world of despair. Sing with songs of joy, with all of your voices, with all of your hearts and minds and souls. Cure us oh angels and proclaim your love and devotion, your rapture and your dedication. Sing for all of the world to hear. For as we lay in weary, war torn despair, the Earth, so magnificent, crumbling in ruin, we seek the light of hope, of world peace and of quiet.
The comfort of peaceful negotiation, successful. The relief of war no more. The pain of poverty ended. The gifts of food to feed the hungry. A world at peace, with evil controlled.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cC_1KGP8-RU&spfreload=10 A Christmas Carol 2001

Oh blessed dreams of love unending, of understanding, morals and accepting. The pangs of hardship and grieving lessened by the striving of societies to cure all pain. Cleanse us from the evils of lawlessness. Repair our spirits, our hearts, our minds and our souls. Clean us of the wounds of battle, wash away our war torn sorrow. End the battle, end the evil, send the perils to their graves.
Now in this time of winter’s sleeping, dreaming of a peace on Earth. Send a miracle of blessed savior, a miracle of a blessed birth.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 23, 2014

What the Angels Say

What the Angels Say

Hail Bravehearts
To the joy of this season. To the festivities, the parties, the songs and the sharing. To be a community of caring people, to give and to laugh and to work for a community, a country, all of society. To build a nation, to build dreams, hope, freedom and care. Nurture and care, all living things cherished.
The animals, so quiet, so peacefully keeping watch. The angels heralding the birth of a savior. The wisemen travelling so far to discover. The shepherd, so vigilant, as love becomes creation. The songs of most high are the songs of the angels and they sing the song of praises to all. Joy! Love! Peace everlasting! Goodwill to all of you, oh inspired mortal man! Sing with the angels the songs of triumph, the songs of gladness, the songs of joy. Sing with the angels, the spirit of giving, the love of your neighbour, the sharing and the awakening. The divine inspiration of something new.
Be brave, oh mortal human, the new thought, the new lord, the new world, revisited again. Unite, oh human, share common goals, reach for that treasure of wholesome ideas, the unity of thought for a better world, a better life, a better being.
Joy! sing the angels, to their lord most high, on a date of birth to remember.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HItFqKBAQE&spfreload=10 Kings College Choir

Silently, silently, the world lies deep in wonder, the lord of lords will fill your lives with love and kindness. Peace, oh weary lives, peace, oh wise ones, the negotiation of this season is peace.
Hear the angels as they sing the praises. The wondrous birth of a savior. They sing the scripture in all of it’s meaning. Listen. It’s what the angels say.
For mortal man with mortal error, envy, boldness, contempt and power, hears a word that was not spoken, sees a deed that did not occur. Crafty plotting, crafty planning, bitter dispute of power and madness. Kill! Kill! and war some more.
Hate! It becomes us and cruelty reigns. But hark! The herald angels sing!
Glory from on high, oh blessed saviour. We hear the angelic voices of heaven most high. The will of the almighty, to cure the demon, to cast out the devil and to unite the faithful. Preach! For this is what the angels say and the scripture is their passion, a play out of a life of persistent devotion.
Hail, oh bravehearts, your duty calls you. Come! Join together, feast and enjoy. This is the season of plenty. Merriment and love, laughter and goodwill. Cast aside your wars, your anger, your doubt and sing together with the praises of creation. This season is about wondrous love, creation and gladness and peace to all of you. A mistake in interpretation is only a folly the season is warm with goodwill and joy.
Hail, all humans, do not despair, the angels know the scripture and sing it well.
Joy to the world.
Peace on Earth.
Goodwill to all of mankind.
Love one another.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 21, 2014