Take this time to enjoy your break for body sustenance.  Spend quiet time being aware of the taste, smell, and colors of your nourishment.  Set the scene and enjoy the moment in a way you have never done before.  Make it a special treat and stay in the space of your Soul.

Now write in your Journal about how everything around you feels to you including the food.  When you are ready, go on to the (this) poem.  Time now to remember the Souls voice in “Voicing Power of Love” .

Voicing Love

Love be the light

On all that is in sight

It is the essence

and effervescence.

Love is a glow

That makes my heart flow

For love it soothes

And lightens the blues.

Love I allow

For that which I’m now

Love all around

With me thee abound.

Of God Love be

God’s the all in me

Love and God can

And is within man.

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved

Read the preceding poem (Let God) again slowly to really get into the feeling of its message.   Read every word and feel within yourself.

Now it is time for you to write sentences beginning with “Let me”.

You may find yourself crying as you write, but it is your Soul expressing what it wants out of life.  Know this:  Every time I read this poem that I have written, with my Soul open, I cry from the depth of my heart.  For this is what my Soul really desires.

Now, as you look at your own words, you will know what will truly make you happy.  For it is not a rich mansion or a sports car.  Because, until the Soul is happy, none of these types of trappings matter.  That is all just fluff in which you use to disguise yourself.

Disguise,  because you think that it’s this stuff that makes you important.  It doesn’t.  You are important because God loves you and cradles you here and now in this form.  You’ve been blessed with the greatest of all God’s gifts – Pure Feelings.

O.K.  By now you want a break or you are hungry and could use a snack or a cool glass of water.  To keep in the mood, and to help you stay within your soul, read the next poem before you eat.

If at any time you stop being meek or get disturbed, then go back a few poems, so you can return to that state of being open and somewhat vulnerable.

Grace This Food

The food is Thought from God,

And each Thought from God is a Thought of Love.

My body is in singular form and is a Thought from God,

Which is a Thought of Love.

This Thought of Love, which is my body takes in a Thought of Love,

Which is the food and that food is added unto my body.

How great my body be for it is nourished and sustained

By the Love of God that flows through me constantly

From the food I have taken in.

Blessed be I to receive God’s Thoughts of Love,

And Blessed is the food that is eaten by me…Amen

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved.

Another thing the Ego likes to do is make a mask for you.  It is your defense against the world. Those people, with their own ego, cannot judge you for who you really are because you too, are hiding behind your mask.  It may seem like good protection when you are with others, who come mostly from their ego.  Yet, alone in your own space and place, this mask can be difficult to remove, to get in touch with your Soul.

To truly be meek you must withdraw this mask.  Write down what you want people to see you as, then withdraw this mask.  For whatever you want people to see you as, is the mask you wear.   The mask can protect you from others, but will often separate you from yourself.

Know the real you is not terrible, the real you is beautiful.  Be completely free of all the masking and walls that are around you until you feel meek, and know you are coming from the Soul, then go on.

Let God

Let me be within this moment now.

Let me see my beauty that’s inside.

Let me feel the peace within somehow.

Let me have the courage not to hide.

Let me know glory in and around.

Let me gain strength to break down my wall.

Let my fear fall from me to the ground.

Let me give love to you who are all.

Love you I do.

With you I grew.

Homeward to you.

When to me I am true.

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved.

The Soul is child like, very open, allowing and the soul likes to play.  While, the Ego likes to examine every thing and person around it.  It also examines you and judges you.  Sometimes because it judges you, our Ego’s can be a terrible burden to bear.  Yet Ego’s can learn and grow.  Coming from your Soul now, tell your Ego to listen to you and help you, to stop judging you.  Write down the conversation between your Soul and Ego so that you can refer to it.  No, you’re not crazy.  Now I have to ask a favor of you.  The favor is to ask your Ego to back away so you are able to be more open and meek, to feel and come from just your Soul.  The Ego is a great one for discernment, but it gets in the way.  Feel free to read this poem over and over until you feel meek.  Then move on to actually being Meek.

Being Meek

What am I when I am meek?

For when I am meek then I am not weak.

While being meek faith abides,

While there strength rides without taking sides.

When I am meek love does arise,

‘Till in surprise I have no disguise.

Then all inside is laid bare,

As changes I dare are done with care.

I allow myself the space,

That at my pace all my fears I face.

Then all hang-ups I will find,

So that my mind begins to unbind.

Then I am free to progress,

For with meekness I have gained success.

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved.

Now write about love with just your Soul, then what you consider a lack of love, with your Ego.  Again you will be splitting the page up.  You will find, that the Soul understands much of what love is, and the Ego thinks about what love isn’t.  Yet, the Soul does not understand what “lacks love”, nor the Ego what “is love”.  That may make you wonder how and why, we have a Soul and Ego, and what part of us they are made from.  The next poem give you more of an understanding on the Soul and Ego.  Do not go on until you have completed with this assignment.

Voices Of The Child

soul voice:  There is a little girl within me

ego voice:  When as a child I searched in others eyes

soul voice:  I was so innocent and naive

ego voice:  Without knowledge of where their truth lies

soul voice:  Then the one think I knew was how to be.

souls voice:  I looked at all of life with wonder

ego voice:  Others had impressions wih stigma

souls voice:  I sent forth pure feelings

ego voice:  So to them I was an enigma

souls voice:   There was nothing that I would not ponder

souls voice:  Every morning was a beginning

ego voice:  Perhaps no other could really know me

souls voice:  I played the whole day through

ego voice:  Then it didn’t matter what they see

souls voice:  So I had grown by the day’s ending

souls voice:  At times I forget the child within

ego voice:  For my understanding is my own

soul voice:  So take life too seriously

ego voice:  From all memory in life I’ve known

souls voice:  Then life’s problems make it hard to win

souls voice:  So when I feel the child within me

ego voice:  In knowing me I gain evenness

souls voice:  Then take life to be played

ego voice:  With a peace throughout my beingness

souls voice:  I begin to realize who I be…

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved

Write about what you are afraid of.  Split the page in two sections.  In one section of the journal come from the Soul and in another section come from the Ego.  Listen carefully to the Soul’s voice because it is the quieter one, inside you.  Follow these procedures.  Then when you are satisfied, move on to the next poem.

Remember — do not rush it.  Use scrap paper if you must until your finale version.

Voicing Power Or Love

ego voice:  I know some who wear their power

soul voice:  Love be the light

ego voice:  They rule others life’s

soul voice:  On all that is in sight

ego voice:  Yet while some begin to flower

soul voice:  It is the essence

ego voice:  They create their strife’s

soul voice:  And effervescence

ego voice:  They think others are burdensome

soul voice:  Love is a glow

ego voice:  Monkey on one’s back

soul voice:  That makes my heart flow

ego voice:  So treats them as if they are dumb

soul voice:  For love it soothes

ego voice:  For ones brains they lack

soul voice:  And lightens the blues

ego voice:  If they would just leave us alone

soul voice:  Love I allow

ego voice:  Then let us just be

soul voice:  For that which I’m now

ego voice:  Then with the doing they would have grown

soul voice:  Love all around

ego voice:  With that they are free

soul voice:  With me thee abound

ego voice:  But lots of people want to be ruled

soul voice:  Of God Love be

ego voice:  Give Power away

soul voice:  God’s the all in me

ego voice:  A  feeling of safety has them fooled

soul voice:  Love and God can

ego voice:  For they make their own way.

soul voice:  And is within man.

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved

Write, in your journal about the good times you missed in life, because you rushed.

Write, about the good feelings you could have dwelled on but didn’t last, because you were in a hurry.  Then make a promise to yourself that you will not do that again.

You  will live life to the fullest by taking your time.  Take the time to read this poetry, over and over, until you fully understand it and relate to it.

Now you may go on.  Remember; take your time.

We all have two sides to us from which we can feel.  Psychologists use to think we have split personalities.  How scary.  You don’t have to go through that fear, because there are two sides to everyone, because that is our make-up.

Just like we have two sides to our brain.  One deals more from emotions, soul.  Then one comes more from discernment, ego.  As you read this material you may find yourself switching back and forth.  Especially allow the experience of doing just that with these ‘voice’ poems.

If you get confused, stop and begin again, until some clarity comes through to you.

The Voices of Fear

soul voice: Of what am I afraid.

ego voice:  Were afraid of any desire.

soul voice:  And how has this fear been made.

ego voice:  Fear itself sets ones veins afire.

soul voice:  My hearts on a thin thread.

ego voice:  We are not afraid of any loss.

soul voice:  And it may be hurt instead.

ego voice:  We just give that a shrug or toss.

soul voice:  It wants its fulfillment.

ego voice:  We all want our dreams to come true.

soul voice:  Yet it gets its temperament.

ego voice:  When it approaches look what we do.

soul voice:  Hurt so often it be…

ego voice:  We find a way out of that course.

soul voice:  That pain is all it can see.

ego voice:  Do we not know that we’re its source?

soul voice:  Its come to expect it…

ego voice:  What is it we really fear?

soul voice:  So that is all it does get.

ego voice:  Emotions that are so very dear.

soul voice:  So unloved it has felt…

ego voice:  Set free feelings and allow them.

soul voice:  It has gotten hard to melt.

ego voice:  Then let yourself go to every whim.

soul voice:  So to self I must be true…

ego voice:  Conquer this fear and when you’re done.

soul voice:  That no hurt can someone do.

ego voice:  Stand back take a look at what you won.

©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved

In your journal, write about all the stuff you don’t like to feel and what causes you to feel that way.  Don’t worry if your thoughts are scattered.  We always start with scattered thoughts.  Just write about it.  Get it off your chest, then lie back on your bed and gently be, as if these bad feelings did not now exist.

Now read the previous poem again before you go on (posted – No More Gloom) .  Please don’t rush through this.  Take your time.  Never rush through anything.  For if you do, you won’t provide your feelings time to develop along a path that’s right for you.

Hint:  In ‘No More Gloom’, by ‘…room you cannot see…’, I mean one’s body for you can’t see inside it.

If you feel like adding more to what you have already written, it would be a good time to do it now.  When finished and when ready, add more to your journal.  Then, come back to this post and take your time reading the next poem slowly with feeling.

Drawing by the late Karen Lee Chow (1955-2017)

Abiding My Time

There is a need for abiding my time
The way of it I will tell in this rhyme
No moment of time is ever wasted
For through time all feelings must be tasted
Some times are hours in which I ponder
Within them my thoughts begin to wander
At such times of my self I am in search
Then on a pathway to knowing I perch
Within moments my feelings betray all
My heart then opens to total recall
At that I grow along with the moment
Soul and spirit is then in alignment
From now on I will give myself the space
That toward vast changes I will not race
Then I will avoid a lot of mistakes
For my heart is delicate and it breaks
Love and wisdom I will then gain with ease
So I’ll be happy doing what I please
©2002 by Karen Lee.   All rights reserved