Dancing on the breath of the wind

From my Journals – in 2014

In a world of Spirit I am learning a place without words – that goes beyond words yet is so full of impact and meaning! Words can shape a direction but the power, vastness and beauty is so magnificent that all my soul and spirit can do is shake. I become undone before this One, this King whose presence swells and shifts everything.

I am invited in! I don’t even know where, only that it is with – this One who is love. This One becomes so vitally my Hope, my Life. In this presence I have my meaning, my context, and yet, I don’t intellectually know how this all fits into my small world. The pieces I sense are just so vast! Still, I know instinctively that they fit. I have experienced pieces meshing and it really is glorious. It makes something inside swell with happiness!

I’m loved, held and filled with destiny. This place is so full of delicacy and earth shaking power and they  are intermingled in this amazing inner world of spirit. It calls me to flow in life not strive. It draws me into a different way to live. I am aware of the impress of your seal of fire on my heart. It glows and vibrates and still it is intertwined within my smallness.

As a result I don’t want lifeless words, activity that falls to the ground still borne! I yearn for my breath to be full of the essence of presence – You! You are vibrant Spirit, life giving, tender, gentle and yet earth shaking in majesty.

So – I am a son born in light, dancing to your touch and moving on the breath of the wind.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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Blue Butterfly

Blue butterfly!

Simple words that fail;

iridescent glory floating through lushness.

A glimpse that startles the eye.

Flowing brilliance captivates me.

Unexpected, uninvited beauty

comes on the breeze.

Gone in that instant.

I couldn’t capture her image.

A memory – frozen in time!

So is life.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Invitations

So…. I stand on the shore of your sunshine. I look into beauty that is bright. I hear the moment of your coming, and blossom with wonder and delight. I’m invited without limits into greatness, the brush and roaring thunder of your renown. I pause at times upon the threshold ….. balanced in this moment of a heartbeat. I cannot fall back into comfort… I feel the furious stretching of resolve. I rest within the embrace of your abandon and begin living in a song I cannot sing!
The melody is vast and all expansive, the depths vibrate more than earth’s travail, the glorious exclamations pierce the heavens, and so my being creates art — with delightful laughter left in hungry hearts now fed!
Author – Bill Tidsbury

Wordless

You –

your breath!

Whispers carry me.

Mysteries of your grace.

Tantalizing echoes; future intimacy tasted!

My forever – lost in you today.

Yearning bubbling up – priceless encounters; capturing- captured.

Drawn deep – answering intensity; converging glory.

Scattered to the winds — Kissed!

I can’t contain it.

Roaring wind trumpets!

Fulfilled longing.

Wordless!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Fragrance of Heaven

Caress!

Glimpsing life

caught by forever.

Infinity’s shore breaking now!

Mysteriously stretching beyond time’s horizon

establishing the dignity of surrender’s glory.

Free at last to breathe glorious fire.

Identity hidden within Love’s scandalous grace-

promising Heaven’s grasp of Earth!

Flowing beyond life’s compromise.

Fragrance of Heaven

touching hearts.

Breathing!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Stepping into Love

So the question really is – how do I shift my heart towards becoming an open hearted lover who will treasure the gifts of intimacy that flow from your heart? These gestures are offered to me in so many diverse ways. You are constantly  opening doors of possibility because you so yearn to enter into delight and wonder with me. They come into my world through the smile of a child, the cry of a wounded soul, the crash of a wave, or the silence of a still night. Always and forever you come in.

As I pay attention to the more obvious signals of my Lover, you step closer! You open your heart in stages – both for my benefit and for the nurturing of a Love that will blossom into something that will thrill your heart. You are willing to wait for true love. Love always responds to love. And it does not open vulnerably to one who plays with other lovers. The Lover knows what he longs for – the single glance that opens shivers in His soul. The glance that is unclouded and nervously hopeful of being seen. The glance that ignites when I am seen, when my deepest dream is unlocked by a glance – and love rushes in. My heart beat accelerates, my breath catches and I wonder did I mistake that moment?? I am urged to look again – not because I am uncomfortable but because I long for it to be true. And so I look and find that He also took the second look, with exactly the same hope. Our eyes meet, our hearts reach out and touch. There is an encounter. The knowledge blossoms in  my soul,we are made for each other! I then irreversibly take dancing steps towards you- testing the waters – hoping I don’t hit that hidden reef of hesitancy.I find you never hesitate for hesitancy always stalls love!!  It is I who find my heart flood by my past and pause in mid -step. I question this wild rush. And then wonder – if I missed my moment in Love – Yet hesitancy will always be overcome as I learn to trust  in the gentle persuasion of the constancy of my Lover.

So my life journey into presence is as always – very simple. Learn to rest into my Lover and know I am known and leap when ever I sense His nearness. The quicker I leap, the more exciting the journey into presence and your delightful laughter. The contagious blaze of first love – so delirious and yet so restful to be finally found and safe – forever held. I am still and yet released to be powerful, out of the reality of your tender presence at my side, inside me, overflowing over everything in my life. Glory is always an invitation.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Revelation

A humble heart laid open,

Passion released into being;

Identity expanding into light.

 

The willing transformed by love

Birthing hearts devoted to worship;

The irresistible flow of fiery grace.

 

Prisms of iridescent colour,

Rhema words pursued by fire;

Cascading offerings from His heart.

 

Creative words ricocheting

Blazing trails of glory;

Exploding flames, ministers of light.

 

The joy of purpose fulfilled,

Immersed within heavenly realities;

Transfiguration is our destiny.

Author – Bill Tidsbury