All the mantras that can ever be said, I shower like gold-dust on your feet. And when You walk, the universe lights up like the Sun. Golden Goddess, whose only form is the illumination of Love, Mother of Creation. supreme vibration of Bliss, who can ever know or not know You— the one true Self […]
Today I drank pure Mother! That nectar cannot be spoken, only drunk. Sweeter than the sweetest, brighter than the brightest— I melted in the golden heart of Ma. Nectar Only pure Mother can heal us— tincture of Love—the only balm that works. Come droplets of Love from my Mother— essence that fills me with joy! […]
Pure electricity! without time or space— that’s what meeting Her is like— the nameless, endless Source in the body of a small holy girl of the jungle overpowered with Mother Light. I fell upon her Lap— engulfed, irradiated, transported to samadhi, exiled to bliss.
Ever fresh, I descend again into the dark and soothing Earth— a seed needing that dark moist nutrition in order to open my innermost self. Slowly, slowly I crack and rise, the precious pale then green daughter of Earth herself. from Mystic Bliss by Janine Canan
Tapping into the supreme Power and Energy— is the effort that brings Grace rushing in a thousand fold, infusing you with the medicine that heals all wounds— her boundless Love— her infinite Consciousness— her perfect Presence as you. ~ Janine Canan
I am not an aesthetic object I don’t really care what color looks good on me for I am what colors the Earth most beautifully my skin blends perfectly with the sands my eyes flow with the sea, my smile blooms with the flowers my light shines inseparably with the sun my darkness glows with […]