Friday, May 27, 2016

Gardens know your heart






Gardens know your heart



by Nicole Page-Smith











Jesus is the heart of mankind. Human beings own a heart. The cloth is the fur of Jesus for we possess his heart. The fur of the Lord is the fur of the cloth and this gives you a warm feeling. In the cloth there is a nature of the Lord and this is Jesus Christ. Jesus was of the fur for he was the Holy one. The warm cloth of the fur is religious. We were born of the cloth and lay bare, for of the forest, Adam and Eve, lay. They were born of the cloth because they were born naked in the garden of the Lord, said a Saint. Saint Mary Magdalene lay bare, for Saints lead the life of Jesus. We are all of the cloth and all of the fur for we lay bare our life in the garden. Our life is the heart and therefore, we are, Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene was veiled, by the forest of death, God took her to the forest that day and God bore witness, for Saint Mary Magdalene lay bare, lay bare, her heart, for Jesus. God veil her heart, Saint Mary Magdalene's heart with the knowledge and the love of Jesus. In the garden is bare wood, to kindle your heart.












God looked into the forest and from his heavenly position on high, observed the trees. In the trees there is wood and we see our Spirit self amongst the trees. Daphne is the goddess of vice for she is he, the Spirit Nymph, the Spirit of the tree and the Spirit self. We are born of the tree for we are he of God and we are born of the heart for we have branches, branches of nature. The nature of the tree is our heart and that is why we grow as the heart grows with love. Trees have life and grow of nature and that is why they need water for their stems, roots of another earth. The water nymph is amongst us and we have need for trees, they describe our life where the heart is. If we reflect life, we reflect Heaven in God's trees and here we reflect the trees of the forest, for we have heart. The heart of the tree is wood and this is where we fear to trespass. Our heart is of ascension and this is why we know trees in our heart through branches of the heart. This is the wood of our beginning and the knowing of our origins, a growth in the knowledge of God. If the snake of the tree where our Soul, we would be a Devil in the knowing of our Divine self, the Spirit. We are, our own, Divine pathway, though, the forest.












Daphne has trees where we have leaves for Daphne is of a delicate nature. Of the nature is the forest. Leaves are of a delicate nature where they grow. Hearts are for helping you and there are trees, in the forest where, there are leaves. Daphne was in the forest that day playing with Dianna, the hunter. On an ascension day we are of the birth, of the birth of Jesus. Daphne and the huntress were gods of the forest. There were Nymphs and Pans and, Centaurs, too. On the day of the leaves, leaves will fall. Leaves fall from the trees. Trees are of a delicate nature and ascend through the sky, towards the stars, in the sky, at night. There were clouds that day when Jesus entered the forest and gave her nature. Leaves on trees say no. There were forest trees and forest leaves and, they saw her, too. The heart has a tree with branches and on that day, he grew like a tree. Mother Nature was all around on the ground for Jesus. In the forest we walk. Trees and leaves and Jesus, are all around. Daphne was her name for she was heart, the heart of the forest trees and they are of a delicate ascension, for God. We grew with the leaves. 












The leaves grew with Satan's leaves for they were of the forest. In the forest a cool wind blows when Daphne arrives from the river's edge, her father was a water Nymph, to give love to the goddess maid. Death blows with the forest wind. Our leaves grow and come to pass. The forest heart is the core of your being as are the leaves on Satan's tree. When, death is at store we die in our forest for the heart is felled of its branches. Satan's leaves then, fall to the ground and blow away at dawn's first light. Life has past us by in the forest. Mother Nature nurtured her breast, in the forest home, for the rest. Ailing are the leaves on the trees, for the dying. When age, passes the Spirit by, Daphne stands still. Daphne is heart where, we are leaves, the leaves on the tree, fallen to the ground, for Satan, to collect. Our Spirit has gone. The forest is the wind of Satan where, we are the leaves of change. The tree grew that day and life passed the sapling, by. Grow old before the forest wind. Daphne planted her roots where, Daphne had once walked, the forest floor. New saplings grow new shoots.













Daphne was the love of the forest. When, you go into the garden, there are earthly delights. Daphne is part of the wood. There are leaves and these are part of the green, for they are new saplings. Leaves are part of Mother Earth. Gods live amongst the trees in the forest for they are your Virtue, where you are Vice. We are Vice to Mother Earth when, she knows we are notable. Notable children of the forest play amongst the gods but, they are her Virtue, the Virtue of Mother Earth. Children are part of God and provide future leaves on Daphne's tree. Primal Nature and the forest are akin with the animals of the forest where, she is snake. Devils and Earth gods scatter the Evil of Mother Nature and fly off with the butterflies. The wind of Nature is the wind of change. Scattering with the leaves is Satan's work. Our lives are as momentary as the wind is, with the leaves, in the trees. Our heart knows no other tree than, the tree of life. Daphne played in the forest that day. We win the battle of life and then, pass through the forest. God takes you to the garden trees where, forest is your nature. Gardens know your heart.


















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Friday, May 20, 2016

The heart was Jesus






The heart was Jesus



by Nicole Page-Smith












There was one Nymph in the forest that day and he saw the light of fire. Pans and Centaurs quite often galloped through, but they were not there that century. Often in hearts of men books were read and gods were known to frequent the forest. An imagined world of creatures is in the hearts of all men. In the forest today we walked. Butterflies frequent the house. Other creatures and gods dance and play but you will only see them in your mind. In an imagined forest you will be but when the Nymph arrives she will appear like a goddess. She was a tree, she will tell you and this is because she is wed. Daphne could be her goddess but not her name. Trees become her and so does the forest maid. She would dance for you but do not ask her to dance in the forest, bare. There are bears in the forest but, no honey, so, do not ask for the honey, maid. Do not trust her children for they are of the honey. When the leaves of the forest trees next fall ask her, her name. She will be of the leaf.












Daphne is of the tree. The trees are to the wind of the Northern forest. There are a lot of Daphnes there, for they are trees. Trees have branches and they grow. The honey tree has wings for there are bees of the honey. Honeybees of the forest take you to the honey maiden. Golden is the bee for the honey. In the hives in the trees we hum for we are of the tree. The tree has Spirits and the Spirit tree is a Daphne of worth. We go to the core and she goes to the being. Daphne is the tree of worth and tree Spirits hum. We are the Spirits of worth in the trees. Maidens go down to the forest to collect the honey and this is a nature of worth for raw honey lives in trees. The wild honey of the bees is a treat. Mother Nature treads her Earth. Daphne grows on with the tree Spirits. Leaves are to fall.












The leaves of Earth are to fall. Fallen are the leaves on the ground. When we grow with her Spirit we are tree and that is why we call her Daphne. There are Spirits all around in the forest for she is tree. There are honey birds in the forest to eat her honey. There are bees with wings and the vice is death. Birds and butterflies teach us of ascension and fly upwards. The vice of the forest is all too human. Birds live there. Pans are for the faun and Centaurs show them there home, it is a planetary line in the sky. This is a garden of Virtue. The heavenly domain has been blessed before. Minerva was the starry path to watch at night. Saint Mary Magdalene observed the stars. The pathway was a Christian Virtue to observe the Saints. If you are blessed, you will see the stars at night. Leaves may fall but Saints trespass the sky. We all observe the Saints at night while we sleep, they occur in our dreams and trespass the night sky in a starry way. Stars observe the way.













Viewing the stars at night, you can imagine the gaze of divinely inspired visionaries and Saints being informed, by God, they would map the way. Guided by the stars the Saints walk their pathway. The encrypted code of the stars above is a language and guide for our heart to govern. The language of God and the gods appears to inform our whole life where, star patterns Divine the Universe away and, we are left to Divine the oracle of love. Saint Mary Magdalene contemplated the Crucifixion or human capacity and the life of Jesus Christ. A penance of death, on the Cross, was the skull and we are left to observe her wilderness or where God took Saint Mary Magdalene, spiritually. A life on the Cross, is the contemplation of the heart through, the life of Jesus and our Spirits connection with God. Where, Spirit turns to matter is the Spirit of love. Heaven is the home of the Spirit and this is the Divine world of God. Love is our Spirit. Saint Mary Magdalene is our home and she observes the life of Jesus. For she is Holy and of the Spirit and, she is Jesus Christ because she was of the birth, of the birth of Jesus, the Holy one. For she, was blessed and the Holy one. She was the life of Jesus. For she, was the Savior and the only one to witness his death, for she was the one and her name was that of a Saint. Saints bore witness and called her Mary, she was of the Magdalen and some say she was Holy. Saint Mary Magdalene's Sin was her death and her death bore witness for she was the one to die. Her witness was her death and her death was with the Holy one, her death was the life of Jesus and she was his life. The life of Jesus was her death, the death of Saint Mary Magdalene. Her wilderness was her life and this is where she bore fruit, her fruit was the life of Jesus. Contemplation was her name and was the Holy Spirit, the Spirit of Jesus.





  







The wilderness is the contemplation of the skull and for Saint Mary Magdalene the contemplation of death took her to the life of Jesus. God veiled Saint Mary Magdalene with the cloth, the cloth of Jesus. The cloth of Jesus bore fur and fur coating was for him. The coating of fur bore the name of Jesus Christ, it was on the crest and Saint Mary Magdalene bore witness. Death, lay the wilderness, alone. Mary was a Saint and her name was Jesus for Saint Mary Magdalene, the Spirit of love bore her heart and her heart was fur coated for warmth and God bore witness for Saint Mary Magdalene loved Jesus. The love of God is the cloth. The cloth is the book and the book bore fur for it was furry like the animals, all fur coated and warm with love. The love of God is the warmth. God covered Saint Mary Magdalene with the fur of God for love, warmth and protection, in the wilderness. The protection from the animals is for the protection of the ravages of the heart. The heart was Jesus. 


















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Friday, May 13, 2016

Nymphs walk there, amongst the forest trees







Nymphs walk there, amongst the forest trees



by Nicole Page-Smith











Saint Mary Magdalene was taken to Jesus, where Mary lay. Mary lay down at the base of the Cross and wept for Jesus, and, this is where he lay. He was born to mean Salvation and that is why Christ was Crucified, and, Jesus lay. The life of a Saint is a sacred one. Saint Mary Magdalene was born of Jesus, born of the Cross. Saints are born for the life of God and this is where Jesus lay, at the base of the Cross, a martyred Saint, for Jesus, lay. Mary lay down and wept. We are of the Cross and all lead the life of Jesus. We are born to be one, to be one with the love of God. He Crucified, Jesus, for our Salvation, the Salvation of our Sin. Saint Mary Magdalene was taken to Jesus. He was born of the truth and the truth was God. God is love. Saint Mary Magdalene was covered of the fur. The fur was Jesus. Jesus was of the fur for he wore the coat, the coat of Jesus. Jesus wore the cloth, the cloth of the Lord Jesus Christ. The cloth bore the name and was nailed to the Cross. INRI. Iesus Nazarenus Rex Iudaeorum (Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews). He was born of the cloth for he was one with God. Saint Mary Magdalene walked on for she was of the fur, of the fur of an animal, of the fur of God, for she walked the wilderness.











Saint Mary Magdalene was the earth for she was God. God was nature for she was the tree. The tree was Mother Nature for nature was the tree. She had branches and Saint Mary Magdalene had hair, for she was of the wood. She was of lime wood and he was of the word. Saint Mary Magdalene was of the wilderness for she was not wed, in the church. Saint Mary Magdalene did not marry for she was married to God, for here she rode the life. The life was on the Cross. Saint Mary Magdalene contemplated Jesus and here, the Saint rode the Cross. Saints are of the skull for they are the death for God, the contemplation. We are of the forest for we are not of the book. God wrote the book. God was down there with the animals but we were not trees. We went to the woods that day. We were of the Cross but we were not wed, not wed to God. We were of Mother Nature. Saint Mary Magdalene was on her Christian pathway. The Lord Jesus Christ is of the book.











The book is of the forest. Forest trees have spirits, for they are, of the wood. The Spirit tree is of the forest and they are, of the twig. The twig of Christ is of the thorn and of the Cross. God is of the crown and Christ, was crowned, by thorns, of the tree. Christ was of the primal, forest and the heart is of the tree. Woods pigeoned their love through the forest trees and green woods of the world. The world of green is of the nature of God. God is of the nature and the nature is of the forest. The tree has twigs and these are his ears. The tree has a trunk and this is the trunk of your body. The tree has leaves and these are his continual growth, the continual growth of the Spirit. The snake lives in the tree, when the trunk is there. The trunk is the body. The body is the tree. The limbs twirl around your tree roots and you are one with God who sees starlight. God sees the trees from Heaven for he looks down upon us from the blessed stars above. The Spirit lives in the tree.











Trees live in the forest. When, you tell the tree your name, it tells you of the book. Stars live in the forest and nominate your name for your name is in the book. Lord Jesus is your name for you are in the book, the book of Jesus. Trees know your name for they are one with nature and nature is for God. We are the twig for he is the tree. Stars fell on the wood that night for she was green for her in Venus. She is of the wood and of the stars and, has the constellation of the Spirit tree, for she is he and, he is Jesus. The moon and stars, a love all around, sent her pathway, forward. Do not go into the woods that night for she is Jesus and she is the wood and, she is nature. Of the nature, she is, for she is a Saint, of the wood. The green world is the greener world, for the Saint. Saints walk in the green world where, trees are of the Spirit. Spirit trees have branches. The birds fly through your Spirit house for they have wings, wings to fly. In the forest today we walked hand in hand, with Jesus, for he was in our hearts. Our heart is Jesus.











Our tree is red for the tree speaks of the branches of the the heart. Daphne is the nymph of the forest who assumed the Spirit tree. Pursued and turned to branches, Daphne was a god. Gods of the forest can be noticed in Spring, with the butterflies, where, other, Spirit trees, live. Birds teach you about the human Spirit who flies upwards, towards the sky, in ascension, with our general progression towards God, an elevation of understanding. The Earth Spirits and gods of the forest are there to inform our Spirit about the Virtue of Vice or love in the Virtue of creationism and a Christian garden of love. The Saint walks through your garden and blesses Christ where, the garden is a wilderness for the Spirit. Trees live there, in your forest. Branches of the heart echo the forest as with a birdcall where, the Spirit flies through your forest and communicates the tune. Spirit trees talk of love as the wind rustles through their branches. Daphne was protected by the forest as a Spirit in a tree, may be. Nymphs walk there, amongst the forest trees.

















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Friday, May 6, 2016

Life is the journey of the Spirit






Life is the journey of the Spirit



by Nicole Page-Smith











Monsters seem to befall us and as the celestial images projected in the sky, by God, appear to reflect our inner being, the world continues to spin on its axis. Gods also represent who we are and the planets seem to have an influence, too. God walks on with his message in the sky. The dream of the Saints and a vision of demons, monsters and gods walk through your forest and make themselves known to you, in your heart, they no longer are imagined or surreal. Trees representing gods, God and the Devil, talk to you, through the rustle of leaves in the wind, the birds sing of love and the tree Spirits live, there, too. Other creatures, scurry on by like thought patterns and fleeting feelings, through your heart. Do we speak a common language with other creatures and animals? Snakes, lizards and spiders, do not speak of the Devil but glisten in the Sun as though a god put them there. Gods speak of the planets and our trespass in their Divine world. Would a Saint be present in the forest as a place of refuge in their Divine imaginings? We continue to dream.













We are taken to the path for walking. Saint Mary Magdalene needed to contemplate death. Stars enlighten your vision and we take our Spirit along its pathway. There is light everywhere and the stars reflect your dream. The light is resplendent and the vision has Divine purpose. We walk with her, Saint Mary Magdalene as with other Saints, on a Divine pathway, to God. Our Spirit contemplates death and then, is shown the garden of virtue and vice of another name. In Spring there are flowers in Heaven and we see them by day. When walking through the wilderness, light takes you to God. The feeling of the wilderness in your heart is a raw one but light is the guiding path and an eternal flame of love keeps your Spirit alive. We walk a different pathway to a Saint and the garden road. Love is all the heart knows and that is God. Gods of virtue and vice share a different view. Snakes live in trees but God lives in your branches. Our vision of light is translucent.













There is a transparent wind and that is the Spirit of God. We are of the Holy but so was Saint Mary Magdalene. The Holy Ghost talked to the Holy Spirit and said Amen. God talked to the Father and said Lord. Mary spoke to her baby and said Jesus. Saints talk to each other and agree. Saint Mary Magdalene talked to the skull. Death is the contemplation of the Lord. The Spirit of the Lord is upon us. The wind is the nature of the Lord and Saint Mary Magdalene was sent to the wilderness to contemplate the Spirit, the Spirit of the wind is upon us. The skull is representative of the Spirit or death. The wind is the Spirit we know. The wilderness was the grass her feet trespass where, she lay, her Soul found redress and the Saint was taken to Heaven. Do not walk on the grass where, I lay, for seed is Earth. Holy Spirit is upon thee. The Christian life of the Saints found their pathway along the grass as it was of seed and the fertile plains of Jesus took him to where, he lay. A contemplation of the Crucifixion is of the Holy. Saint Mary Magdalene was the representative of God for Jesus where, she lay. 













In the garden where Saints live, God walks. Saints Mary Magdalene took herself to the garden. The garden of Christ is a painful place to contemplate the skull or death and the Divine miracle of Christ, so God took Saint Mary Magdalene to the wilderness. If you believe the Spirit to be the mind then, this is contemplation. In the penitent's cell where, often Saint Mary Magdalene is represented in contemplation, this is a life. The contemplation of death is the trespass of the Spirit, where, love is the trespass of God. God took the Saint to the wilderness of the Spirit. The barren life of death is for the love of God as with the word. God is the Spirit. The garden of Saint Mary Magdalene would have been the candle as this is the Spirit of life. The skull is the Spirit of death for we are God. Walking through the garden is our wilderness for we are Spirit and Saint Mary Magdalene walked forward. Death is the contemplation of life.













In the garden, there is life and death is the contemplation because the Spirit lives, there. A virtuous heart is a garden of virtue but vice holds the snake. Death and a contemplation of the Crucifixion, took Saint Mary Magdalene to the Spirit. Divine gods reflect the garden. At night, our pattern is the stars we see in the night sky. A vision of the stars is a reflection of the Spirit. God holds our flame, the eternal flame of life. The pathway of the Saint is the garden path, for the love of God. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the pathway of God. The pathway through the wilderness is of the Spirit but to find God's love is the breath. A garden of the Spirit blows through and as though wind can tear at nature and the Spirit, alike, the Spirit blows through you and this is your life. Life is the journey of the Spirit.



















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Friday, April 29, 2016

Saints were sent there, to notice, a vision in the sky






Saints were sent there, to notice, a vision in the sky



by Nicole Page-Smith











And then, there were trees in the forest. Her Divinity was known. The garden called her by name and she was one with the trees and, the roots of the Earth, in the garden. She was grown. Her name was Daphne for she was Venus. The love of the forest bore her worth for she was the Nymph goddess. Trees are in love with the forest but do not tell the snake. Knowing trees, oh love, oh forest, oh. Trees do know their worth in the Earth of God as God told them so. And creatures were there in the forest that night. Minerva was called for the Vices to flee and do not travel light. As the world travelled around and we walked through her forest, God held our hand. Daphne, tell me, where you are going so, swift of foot. Whose pursuit do you earn? Try another of the huntress maid, for Dianna is already wed of the moon, by night. Apollo was in hot pursuit that wedded night of bliss. Her nature was not of the tree, wedded braid. Daphne was true Mother Nature's bride and her nature was not to wed. We are of nature, Mother, bride. Her realm was not human and Daphne was of the plant. Leaves befall her.












All around there was peace in the forest. The trees were pillars of strength like prehistoric architecture and archaic temples of another name. Gods frequented the forest and assumed hybrid forms. Plants where of the leaf. All the creatures were of the tree. Insects assumed another breed than previously discovered so, butterflies were as big as humans and sometimes bore a human face or human legs and other such limbs. Pans lived there, in the forest, too, but they were hidden from view. The silence of the forest was observed by night where, only a few screech owls could be heard. Other night creatures occasionally foraged for food but were quiet and well aware not to be noticed. The Divine realm of the gods was only noticed by other gods and humans seldom entered. Gods lived there in peace and tranquility with the other creatures of the forest. Plants asked you by name.













In the garden of imaginings, the Saint walks on. Sphinxes lived there with other flying creatures. The Pegasus and the Chimera were like something from a dream. Monsters, gods and creatures, often related, came into being and not often do gods enter the human realm even in dream. As Saint Mary Magdalene entered her garden, Sirens flew past. Harpies and Sibyls were also noticed with howling gales brought in by storm winds. An imagined time brought on by the forces of nature in the Spirit have a mirage of your own internal turmoil brought forth by God and the Devil. Gods, deities and creatures not from this realm are there to advise you. God's turmoil with the Saint exorcises the Devil and demons from the deep recesses of the abyss of human emotion, are given an exit route. To find God is to find yourself and God places a Saint on God's pathway. Gardens live in the stars and we are their reflection. The oasis of a garden of life takes you to the wilderness for contemplation and there you rest awhile. The storms and the wind blow on though you. Love knows no other home other than the contemplation of the Spirit. A Spirit's life is to drift with the wind and Saints are to find, the Spirit of God, in the wind. The Spirit of Saint Mary Magdalene walks on through and God took her to the wilderness to find his love.












Saints were often known to have dreams placed in their minds by God or visions of the Devil and the Evil to contemplate trespass. Monster and hybrid forms were quite often thought to be from the Divine realm but in early Christian mythology both mixed. So, Chthonic gods sometimes known as demons interbred with Earth gods. Other gods also assumed human form like in Ancient Greece with Zeus and Hera or Apollo, the winged messenger. Indications of the Devil in a book came in the form of illustrations of an early account of medicine where quite often the Devil was associated with bad breath or the more visual diseases allowed to fester without medication. Early paintings on the subject of Saints and an interpretation of the Devil allowed visual artists the medium of a similar notation, presumably often in accordance to their doctrine or religion. Many other religions trespass a need for animal gods all too human. Festivals of harvest are often the celebration where an animal mask or headdress in donned. Festivals, food related nonetheless. Blessing ceremonies are interpreted and reinterpreted until beasts become friendly but the dream was to inform God. Visionaries, Saints and oracle workers were of a similar nature, their message had to be reinterpreted. Little did people not Divine the oracle, they were the oracle to Divine. We all know the Devil.












The eyes of God are upon us, said the Devil. Monsters and Devils are alike, snaky, one eyed and crossed they ride the whale. Bounded by their creature like appearance, jealousy drove them on. Once beauties turned god. Often creatures sung the muses to a seaside grave. Ships were of the night. Spirits fly on. We hear a whaling when we are gone it is a whinnying call. The Siren sent her call. The eyes of Saint Mary Magdalene were but of seven but she saw three creatures of a monsterly proportion in the wilderness, her pathway was near. They engaged with her but only a wise saw forth and advised her. We trespass in knowing the life of a Saint. Gods and monsters were jealous of her as of each other, for hideous proportions, turned ugly, a monstrous breath. Sin is to be retrieved in the wilderness. Universes past her and the monsters rode the whale. Stars were noticed for gods, the creatures turned Divine and now in the sky for view. Saints went sent there, to notice, a vision of the sky.

















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Thursday, April 21, 2016

Stars follow us all the way to Heaven






Stars follow us all the way to Heaven



by Nicole Page-Smith











Saint Mary Magdalene walked the line, a blessed ascension to God. When Saints are taken  to God they are taken to Heaven and a visionary path of the stars. No longer does God endure the Saint with earthly concerns. The Christian love is severe and quite often occurs after a Saint is made to confront human Evil. God takes a Saint to the garden of their heart and shuts the garden gate, quietly, behind them, for no further trespass of human Evil and the snake has to find another home. Sin knows no place with Evil. Love knows no place with a Saint in the garden of Heaven, for God is love for a Saint. The Saint is taken to the garden of love, for God is love. Saints only know the love of God. God bless Saint Mary Magdalene.












The pathway of the Saint is a blessing of the Earth, they tread. Knowledge of the Earth is a blessing, too. They know no knowledge for they are wed. Saints are married to the church, to God and to themselves. Marriage is high up in Heaven, for a Saint, for they are wed. To be married to the heavens is a blessings and the stars from the heavenly abode is all a Saint would know in their heart. Saints only see the stars. When you are taken to God and anointed, you are blessed. Stars light your pathway, in Heaven, for we are Heaven, in the stars. You are given your pathway at birth but traditionally a Saint would know no Heaven for a Saint is Heaven and Heaven for the blessed. The ring of stars on a Saints head do guide the way like a torch light in the dark and we are blessed in the darkness to find light, the light of God. God prevail. 












In the garden of God there is light, the pale blue light of Heaven and God allows us to see it daily, the light of the sky but few people notice. You mention the clouds exist in the sky and few people are illuminated. Clouds pass over us every day and leave a shadow. Did you notice the sky, today? The pale blue light, of God in the garden, is the subtle light you may notice the plants to shine under. Animals, gods and creatures alike do have their special places in the garden or the light of God and you notice a pet cat in the garden in the late Sun of the afternoon. Human beings are quite often aroused at dawn. As the Earth spins on the axis and night is taken over by day, the Earth glows in the rising dawn and after sunrise with Mother Nature showing us her presence, the gentle light of God, seeps into your garden. We show her our face.














The pathway of a Saint is a treacherous one. Saint Mary Magdalene was taken to the garden of Heaven. We see the garden of virtue and vice as blessed by God but our heart knows little else other than virtue. God tempts us with vice for we are all too human. The Devil lives in your garden and is a tree, and a snake. Gods describe the vices in your heart but every vice has a virtue to withhold. The Saint walks on and past and, through you. We are taken to a contemplation of the stars lighting up a heavenly garden as though all that is nature has a different purpose for the gods and a Divine purpose for God. The Spirit is taken to the garden as though a heavenly death has blessed you. Trees are reflected there with the flowers and the bird's wing. The stars are reflected in a pathway in your heart. To be taken to the garden of your heart, God has you walk there and it is a trodden path. You follow your star path like a predestined roadmap. We are cloaked where we are clothed.













In the garden of Heaven we are clothed in stars for we are stars for God in his garden. Stars shine where our pathway lay. We see a pathway to God as God provides a pathway to Heaven. The vision of God is upon us in Heaven, he is our guiding light, for he saw Heaven. Saints walk the line and a pathway is set for them with the vision of God. The vision of God was Heaven for he saw and he saw the light was his light in Heaven. God is Heaven. The light of the pathway seen is the beautiful trespass of God. He saw the stars and the star path followed on. Stars are bathed in our light for we are the light of God. The star path is euphoric for we saw the stars all around us in Heaven. Heaven is the pathway you walk on for it is the pathway of the stars. Saints walk that way and we follow their lead. Stars follow us all the way to Heaven.


















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