Here's a couple poems I wrote recently, which integrate Christian, Celestine
Prophecy, Deepak Chopra, Native American (Raven = magic, healing, God's
messenger) and some other, ideas.  The "devil" references, at least to me,
are simply a metaphor for anything (fear, etc.) which keeps one in ignorance
of one's true power, and thus God (i.e., we are God here on earth), and the
purpose of disease is to show us exactly that and strip away the illusion.
After this is achieved, healing is a moot point.

It occurred to me recently, that even with all my talk of literal healing,
etc., the real point at which all of this has been leading me to is, the
fact that we ourselves, thru our thought, quite literally, in every moment,
create our bodies and our world.  Some people then say that that idea then
leads to the idea (with which we all disagree), that we are then at fault
for our disease.  I see it instead as meaning, that we ourselves embody the
ultimate power of creation, via our thoughts.  Healing ourselves of  PD, or
of anything else, is in a sense also a metaphor.  Thru it we can discover
our true power of creation, and once we do, the healing itself is trivial.
The goal all along, wasn't actually to heal myself/yourself, but to realize
the power which all of us have inside of us.  None of us are powerless here,
and it is the "devil", the dark side of the "force" (to borrow from Star
Wars), or whatever you call it, which doesn't want us to realize this.  Just
like when Obi-Wan was trying to teach Luke how to "use" the force.  One
couldn't force it, so to speak, but if one surrendered oneself to it, one
coould work magic or do the impossible.  I admit, the implications of all
this still scare me a little, but if it all holds true, then this world is
truly a magical, and not a frightening, place.  There is a dark side, let's
not forget, so when one pursues this path, they'll at some point have to
confront and deal with their own personal demons, and be careful not to end
up like Darth Vader!

Anyway, here goes:



SABOTEUR


Ignorance and Fear
Are the Devil's domain
For what he fears most
Is that we'll see through his game

Disease is the language
With which our bodies cry out
It is not of the Devil
'Cept that it lead us to doubt

Distinct from random mishaps
Which can leave one impaired
Disease can be cured
When it's message is shared

It is not a punishment
For previous sins
Nor is it to be feared
But embraced as a friend

The value of disease
Lies in its interpretation
For if we allow it
It will reveal all of creation

The Devil would keep us
In ignorance of how
We ourselves create our bodies
In the ever present Now

Every moment of our lives
Our bodies are renewed
Through the power of thought
As well as by food

When we first came to this Earth
And chose to be born
Our memories from before
Became fragmented and torn

We search our whole lives
From cradle to grave
Trying to remember
For what purpose we came

Tho' in fact it's quite simple
Yet still we might not know
If it weren't for disease
Forcing us to grow

If we will but listen
And to its message give heed
Away from illusion
And back to Truth it will lead

If we allow our disease
To thus open our eyes
We will truly know
What it means to be wise

So curse ye the Devil
Rather than the disease
For had it not struck you
You might never be free

Give praise for this life
And for all you are given
As children of God
In the land of the living

*copyright  Wendy Tebay

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(to the American Indians, the Raven symbolizes magic, healing, and a
messenger from God)

WING AND A PRAYER


Raven, Black Raven
There's magic in the air
Thought made manifest
On a wing and a prayer

While many long to be healed
Fewer actually dare
To respond to your call
Choosing instead their own fear

Not believing in magic
Wandering lost through the years
'Til illness o'ertake them
Setting their world on it's ear

Yet in me renewed hope
Hath won o'er despair
For that which God hath made
He can also repair

Rather than cursing God
For being unfair
I will confront the Devil
Right in his own lair

Not for much longer
Will this damned disease impair
For its reality is far less
Than it might first appear

The illusion has been shattered
Ne'er again to appear
By God's Grace I've been healed
And my vision is clear

The way also lies open
For all those who will dare
To follow the Raven
On a wing and a prayer

*copyright  Wendy Tebay
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SPEAK



Speak to that
Which is not
As though it were
Hold onto
The vision
Until it occurs

Be not afraid
But be
Rather assured
For God is
Forever
True to his Word

Where'er in one's life
One is in need
Of a cure
Hold fast to the belief
That your prayers
Have been heard

Yet in all this
Be ye also
Forewarned
Your faith may
Be met with
Derision and scorn

The Devil's
Main purpose
Is to cast seeds of doubt
But ye have authority
To rebuke and
To cast out.

Heed not the fear
That this onslaught
Will raise
Remember instead
To lift unto God
Your true praise

It's only a
Matter of time
Until you receive
That which
You've prayed for
And for which you've believed

So speak to that
Which is not
As though it were
And it will become
So saith
The Word


*copyright  Wendy Tebay