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Polar bear painting in acrylic by Bibbi


Shimmering shadows
in the morning light
I wonder where I walk this night
Frozen landscape
so clear and bright
Sparkling sound
reflects in the air
Footprint on snow with cold delight
inside the earth is fire and glow
A meeting in the vertigo now
The heat from the bear
the earth with the ice
Touching each other
from deep inside
Responding with footsteps in harmony
I Am to be
the polar bear is walking inside me



Spring Symphony.

A greetings to all  who take "time" to read this Doveletter.
New fresh and crispy spring is here.
All you perceive is a symbol from your mind,
 and by experience this spring inside you
- knowing can tip into your mind without regret of any sort.
Spring is for every One and allways create new shoots,
What is left behind from the autum , have been gestated
and now spring forth into beatiful expression of color
and sights and sounds.

When a bud enfold into a full flower it makers creates
a beatiful sound that resonates thru creation - a clear vibrant note,
clear and distinct as only each flower can make.
LISTEN ! To listen and to hear is not the same.
Hear you do with your ear, and listen with your heart
Can you imagen what a splendid symphony
 this spring is giving to when all the buds burst into creation every spring.
There is no resistance - no effort - only creation.


Robin in the summerwind

A wave in the wind

Was passing by

It didn’t see my sorrow

The wave was not aware

Of anything – except to move

Between and passing thru

A tree was bending

The leaves did shake

A winter dress was hanging out

F or refreshing air

Back and forth on the line

The wave was passing by

The wave was not aware

To see the old or see the new

Did it see my sorrow

Was it fake

Or was it true

I ask the wind to carry it away

I made a blow with power and intent

A robin landed on my side

A trilling melody filled the air

The wind was taken by surprise

Between and passing thru

A gap expand

There was no time

Only beauty and delight

The wind then whisper in my ear

Your sorrow was not really there

The tick of time do move with me

But I can always stop and be

A standing wave in eternity

Sing your truth and

Learn to be a Robin

And to join with ME


Welcome to wintermonths where the days are short and
 nights are long here in the northern hemisphere.
Now is the time to go inside and dwell in your innermost chamber where all the secrets and knowing dwell. The secrets want to be revealed and expressed and shared to your world.

The secret are YOU - and all your "not you" made up of concepts - be it by your self, others or the collective
have a counterpart here in your inner chamber, that
nullify them whenever you wish and dare to admit there is something needed to let go of.
Go inside and lay the "problem" on the inner chamber and ask to receive.
The "secret" attached to this will reveal itself and absorb whatever you dont
need to hold on to anymore. And the understanding
will come that the secret was not any secret, but
only something seemingly hidden from you, but was
allways there, waiting to be discovered .
Give thanks to the Divine that dwells in you, in everyone and
everywhere . Let go and go about and bless your day.

From  Lesson 107. 6 : A Course in Miracles:

Truth does not come and go nor shift nor change, in this appearance now and then in that, evading capture and escaping grasp. Id does not hide. It stands in open light, in obvious accessibility.

From  Lesson 107. 2  : A Cource in Miracles:

What can correct illusions but the truth? And what are errors but illusions that remain unrecognized for what they are? Where truth has entered errors disappear. They merely vanish, leaving not a trace by which to be remembered. They are gone because without belief, they have no life. And so they disappear to nothingness, returning whence they came. From dust to dust they come and go, for only truth remain.