Elaine Daly 

The Silent Voice – Week 1

25/3/2011

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The Silent Voice – Received 24 March 2011

Beloved, Beloved, Beloved

How could you ever feel lost at my breast?
You are my finest treasure
A Self actualised being
A triumphant symbol of hope

Yet the hopeful symbol is lost to you.
You seek what is yet unfound.
You cannot experience 
the view I have of your life.
I see perfection at every glance.
Truth reverberates through,
the tunnels of time to you.
Yet you are the one
most in need of saving.

You have lost your wounds
and thus you feel
you have lost
your capacity to ask for help.

I am not one who only loves
the meek for I see the strong
as more needy of affection.
For those that have climbed
into their seats of personal power
become the most critical
of themselves

It is easier to guide the
Innocent for they know not
where they go

You on the other hand know
the path and the destination
And also the cost.

My path is not easy but it
May be effortless.
It is not common
but all commoners are invited.
It is not forever
yet it is eternal.

There is no purer prayer
than that of “Bring me home”.
Show me home in this moment.
Bring me to that place
of stillness where only
silence sings

No voice, no thought can
obliterate this peace
yet all are invited to bask
in this presence of the Home
you seek.

Little swan, you are my diamond
my wonderful creation.
Your magnificence is overwhelming.
Trust that I can hold your
gaze. Your brilliance doesn’t
faze me.
There is fire in my eyes
They blaze for your love,
for your life, for your heart.

I am the unconditional lover
you seek.  Fall in love with me
and I shall bring you home to me
in every breath.

Trust is not a struggle but a choice
It is a sacred marker
Of a life transformed.

I am no more powerful that you.
Yet I have no capacity
to doubt.  For I embrace it
fully as myself and thus I
fear it not.

Love is the only thing I am
and the only thing I am not.
I can never truly be this that I am
as I am forever growing. 
My consciousness
has no ending and no beginning. 

I am the cycle, the spiral, the way.

Yet I am but a breath
An instant of perfection
A mirrored glimpse of myself

I am joyous
I am free
I am stationary
I am stuck

You know me in all ways
I am no mystery
All of life knows me
As all of life knows itself.
Trust the path

Trust your way
as it is my way
There is never a decision I did not make
A word I did not say
A bomb I did not drop

There is no judgement
There is no cause
There is only
Eternal love

And this my child
is my gift to you.

Love

Sit in my love and all
Shall be revealed

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The Silent Voice Series - Intro

25/3/2011

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Intro to the Silent Voice I hear through the spaciousness of my heart. 

For a long time now when I get still and meditate a voice comes through me.  I cannot claim the voice to be mine.  Her words are divine.  The best way I can describe the experiences is that my thoughts in my head normally even the enlightened ones, are like single bells rings out a tune.  This voice I hear through my heart sounds like a chorus of bells each with its own pitch and timbre all played in an instant so their combined power is enough to transform you from the inside out.  It feels like the world get so very still and at the same time my very cells seem to be excited with the grace of God.  

When I ask this voice who she is, I get varied responses from “I am all there is” “I am everything and I am nothing” “I am source” “I am unconditional love incarnate” “God” “Truth” “Source”.   

I have come to trust and open to this process.  And after much fear and scariness of what people will think, I feel that I must share this that I receive as I know it is not for me alone.  I am the tap God is the water.  So if you fancy it, come and fill up here.  I plan on posting my guidance every week.  So if it calls you, have a read.  Allow the words to permeate into you cells they way they transformed mine as they flowed through me.  Let Grace guide you home.
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