I’m grateful for

I’m grateful for 

The breath 

The quiet, the strength, between the discord or despairs

 

The moments where accessing a higher Love is brought in

The moments where what’s needed comes

and where receiving is possible

 

The moments where signs are seen and courage re- felt 

The times I’ve met myself unconditionally and the times I couldn’t but I saw her and loved her too 

 

The times that have been too much

that I still made it forward with somehow 

My parents

My home

Warmth, light, love 

 

The rising up of those who need a voice 

The deeper recognition of worth beyond doing

 

The teachers that have guided

The angels that have healed 

The Earth as she’s held us still. 

 

The friendships, the shares, the posts, the drs, the books,

the poets, that have opened me up to more 

The photos that inspire or educate 

The option to debate, & articulate

 

The connections here that have sustained me or brought me to things I wouldn’t have otherwise seen

The unknown becoming more known

Bringing in hope and things that we need,

 owning our medicines

 

The way a birds song harmonises 

The way frequencies are everything

Flowers, buttercups, like a star constellation 

Green grass clippings in my crystal bag 

Roses, the scent, the texture, the presence 

Our garden waiting me and seeing me again

 

Narnia 

Lemuria

Crystals that upleveled and bring home here

Smiles of little ones on getting many gifts

Birthdays as a sign of making it through more than you imagined possible

Hearing what’s wanted to be said 

 

Writing, Deciphering, Journeying

 

Feeling a greater sentience

Deer, Reindeer, white trees, amethyst, a soft breeze

 

Remembering where we really are

Luminous petals, Peaceful tracks

Home feeling close.

 

Clearing, transmuting

Discernment Non judgement

Drum, chime, bowl 

Heart whole, while tattered

None of it mattered.

 

Stories, illusions, yet real tears, real fears

Embracement

Holding, hiding, appearing, listening, guiding, wanting, trying,

Ending contracts

Unbinding seals

Letting beliefs go

 

Gifts of presence

Speaking love

Being tender when hurting 

Battered, bruised, wanting

Endings

Findings

Undoing bindings

 

Hoping

Nurturing

Mother Mary, St Germain,

bringing love back in again 

Michael, Mary, Jeshua all 

Writing, hearing, listening, guiding 

 

Grateful,

 I get scared to be 

in case you take it away from me 

But here it is 

 

I’m not grateful to be here all of the time

Sometimes Not at all

But I’m grateful that under it all

You stand by me and I stand by me

 

I’m grateful that love matters 

I’m grateful any amount of love matters

I’m grateful that loving makes a difference

I’m grateful that to love is to be

And to be, is all that’s necessary

 

I’m grateful to remember

where I’m at, what I’m doing, 

who I am, what I care for, 

who I can be, what I can do, 

where I can go, how I can heal, 

who I can teach, where I can learn.

 

I’m grateful to forget and let go what doesn’t matter,

heal what I need to hear, 

hope for what I can accomplish, 

let go of what isn’t important 

and return to what feels like home

 

I’m grateful for the grace to choose again,

to undo, and to mend.

 

I’m grateful for the healing we took birth for

and the rebirth we are completing together

 

The patterns we have ended, the power we have rebuilt 

The things we have reclaimed together,

and the light we’ve all beamed 

 

I’m grateful that their are lanterns when the path gets dark and hands to lift us up when we can reach them 

 

I’m grateful that God is working on all our behalves all at once

with No stone left unturned

Thank God for bigger pictures and finer details together,

and the threads we weave between 

 

I’m grateful to my Heart 

I’m so grateful for our path being cared for

So grateful for our hearts being heard

So grateful for our light that can’t ever end

And so grateful for a way to be here

 

Just anyway to make it all be easier,

and more fun, and more like we know it should be. 

In love. In pure love. 

 

That’s what I am grateful for 

That’s what I’m grateful for, 

pure love. 

kathryn 1st January 

 I spoke this too 

 

 

Comments

[Hazel Rethman]

Beautiful words Kat.
It's been so many years since visiting and following your blog. I stopped writing mine when my daughters grew up and left home.
My hubby and I returned back home to England almost 5 years ago.

Hazel xx

[Kathryn]

@hazel

Hello Hazel

How lovely to hear from you.
My niece who is 6 loves playing with the little bunnies made from felt that I got from you!

I have not proper access to my blog as I’ve been back in bed for about 7 years, and the computer is not accessible.
But I can put up posts from my phone sometimes. It just means I can’t update any of the side links!

I share mainly on Instagram these days under my same name there.

I had never realised you were from England originally!

All the best so nice to hear your voice again
Love
Kathryn x