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More and more I am hearing her voice, not as a ringing out, but as a faint whisper...like a breath of wind lifting a fallen leaf for but a moment, and then letting it settle to Earth again...
I love how She has her hands over her heart - I do that to myself often.. I think it might be Mary, encouraging me to do that. Mary has been my companion for a long time.. before i even knew
Rebecca ~ Lovely vintage photos of Our Lady ~ thanks again for being you ~ gradually healing and getting my equilibrium back ~~ thanks, namaste, Carol (A Creative Harbor) linked AVAD at corazon
I have been hearing her voice for years now. Sometimes not listening, sometimes not hearing. These days, it is a clearer understanding of the message. An affirmation that asks me to remind every soul every day to persue peace. I am so blessed to have been a part of this exercise last year and again this year. As I can see, there is no shortage of Mary in the lives of people. Now I hear loud and clear.
She is so regal in her worn-ness. I have no idea why, but seeing her so weathered reminds me of the Skin Horse in the Velveteen Rabbit. His hair was worn off from love. You have been intently on my mind this week, Rebecca, so prayers have gone your way. I hope the infusion went well and that you are feeling better as Christmas approaches. I did some more research on your illness. It's funny how we know so little about many diseases until we are directly confronted by them in ourselves or a loved one.
Ave Maria! Ave Maria! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer!
Thou canst hear though from the wild,
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,
Though banish'd, outcast and reviled -
Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!
I was listening to Celine Dion sing her beautiful version this morning and I opened your lovely post. I felt as if I were walking out of doors, on a retreat, through a garden, pausing in front of a large statue of Our Lady to pray and meditate, to think on what this week has meant and the blessings of all the hearts and minds who have shared here. What a tapestry of prayer and soulfulness you have woven, a prayer shawl of Wonder for Our Lady of Hearts. Thank you dear rebecca.
All My Love,
Noelle xoxo
absolutely my type of statues.. old and lovely ... i feel your words as that is what centuries of gazing at lovely statues does for one's soul... just think of statues as art in 3d form!!!
More and more I am hearing her voice, not as a ringing out, but as a faint whisper...like a breath of wind lifting a fallen leaf for but a moment, and then letting it settle to Earth again...
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | December 10, 2011 at 03:22 AM
Her revelation starts as a dream and ends in a beautiful reality, just like this Mary walk, so glad I made the effort!
Sue x
Posted by: Sue Fox | December 10, 2011 at 03:23 AM
I love how She has her hands over her heart - I do that to myself often.. I think it might be Mary, encouraging me to do that. Mary has been my companion for a long time.. before i even knew
Posted by: Miss Robyn | December 10, 2011 at 03:31 AM
Beautiful!!!!!!!
Posted by: Donna The Woodwife | December 10, 2011 at 06:19 AM
Rebecca ~ Lovely vintage photos of Our Lady ~ thanks again for being you ~ gradually healing and getting my equilibrium back ~~ thanks, namaste, Carol (A Creative Harbor) linked AVAD at corazon
Posted by: Carol (artmusedog) | December 10, 2011 at 06:54 AM
I have been hearing her voice for years now. Sometimes not listening, sometimes not hearing. These days, it is a clearer understanding of the message. An affirmation that asks me to remind every soul every day to persue peace. I am so blessed to have been a part of this exercise last year and again this year. As I can see, there is no shortage of Mary in the lives of people. Now I hear loud and clear.
Peace to all
Posted by: Spadoman | December 10, 2011 at 07:06 AM
only in the utter stillness and silence within do we find total Her Heart complete
Posted by: Hettienne Grobler | December 10, 2011 at 07:12 AM
Your Mary here may be weathered, but no less beautiful.
Posted by: alexa | December 10, 2011 at 07:44 AM
She looks so real! Her face-the expression! I know she is made of concrete, but she does not feel like she is. She is alive.
Posted by: Paula Scott: Molokai Girl Studio | December 10, 2011 at 07:53 AM
Majestic Mary.
Your words are always so lyrical, Rebecca.
You spread so much joy♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Posted by: priti.lisa | December 10, 2011 at 08:18 AM
She is so beautiful!
x..x
Posted by: Stephanie | December 10, 2011 at 08:28 AM
Posting a virgin a day is a beautiful blessing. My heart is blooming a continuous blossom. Thank you recuerda mi corazon.
Posted by: gemma | December 10, 2011 at 09:07 AM
Love your Mary. Beautiful words. Happy Holidays!
Posted by: gloria | December 10, 2011 at 09:11 AM
This has been such a wonderful way to prepare for the holiday season.
Love your Mary, love her patina of "life".
Posted by: gayle | December 10, 2011 at 10:15 AM
She is so regal in her worn-ness. I have no idea why, but seeing her so weathered reminds me of the Skin Horse in the Velveteen Rabbit. His hair was worn off from love. You have been intently on my mind this week, Rebecca, so prayers have gone your way. I hope the infusion went well and that you are feeling better as Christmas approaches. I did some more research on your illness. It's funny how we know so little about many diseases until we are directly confronted by them in ourselves or a loved one.
Posted by: Fran aka Redondowriter | December 10, 2011 at 10:17 AM
she is truly beautiful and I can see here move!
Posted by: peggy gatto | December 10, 2011 at 10:19 AM
Ave Maria! Ave Maria! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer!
Thou canst hear though from the wild,
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,
Though banish'd, outcast and reviled -
Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!
I was listening to Celine Dion sing her beautiful version this morning and I opened your lovely post. I felt as if I were walking out of doors, on a retreat, through a garden, pausing in front of a large statue of Our Lady to pray and meditate, to think on what this week has meant and the blessings of all the hearts and minds who have shared here. What a tapestry of prayer and soulfulness you have woven, a prayer shawl of Wonder for Our Lady of Hearts. Thank you dear rebecca.
All My Love,
Noelle xoxo
Posted by: Noelle Clearwater | December 10, 2011 at 10:22 AM
Love Mary's hands, Rebecca. Where or where is this beauty?
Posted by: Laurie Zuckerman | December 10, 2011 at 10:37 AM
She is just so extraordinary, Rebecca. Beauty. Age. Wisdom. Suffering. Everlasting.
Posted by: annie | December 10, 2011 at 10:47 AM
she is very beautiful...
Posted by: leslie | December 10, 2011 at 02:10 PM
This Mary is approachable in her beauty. I feel as if I could sit at her feet and absorb the peach she exudes.
Posted by: Irene | December 10, 2011 at 02:39 PM
absolutely my type of statues.. old and lovely ... i feel your words as that is what centuries of gazing at lovely statues does for one's soul... just think of statues as art in 3d form!!!
www.moxieantiques.etsy.com
Posted by: moXieantiques | December 10, 2011 at 11:55 PM