Six-Word Saturday…

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Her name…

ascention

Her name
was conceived
by heaven,
in a gathering of sounds…
recognized by the Angels, 
with honor
she was crowned…
and the call bequeathed
her worthy,
of courage
and praise…
an anthem to the Most High
for all of her days…

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What’s in a name?

“I said you were Not Hardly Alice.
But you’re much more her now. In fact, you’re Almost Alice.”
[Caterpillar Absolem Quotes]
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

alison

When I was a child I hated my name.
My brothers and sister were named after Kings and a Queen of England.
I thought that I wasn’t special enough to be royalty like them.
I asked my parents who I had been named after
and they told me “a girl they met on a ship”.
That didn’t seem good enough for me, so I vowed to change my name
or maybe use my second or third name.
I was named Alison Margaret Diana…

Then in the ’70s, the movie “Love Story” came out
and I fell in love with Ryan O’Neal and Ali McGraw.
Suddenly the name Ali became popular.

Calling myself Ali didn’t seem so bad after all.
Over the years people started mispronouncing it,
calling me Ellie and Arlie,
so I changed the spelling to Ally.

Just this morning I thought of my name “Alison”, a name I used to hate!
The good news is that I have become quite fond of it.
It got me to thinking if there is something significant about our names.
Are they conceived by heaven?

I think it’s really cool that my name means “nobility or of a noble kind”

I have decided to be proud of the name that I was given,
after all, I do feel a bit like Alice in wonderland….

#littlesister

Before…

angel sightings

Before I could see
I perceived the sun
and dreamed the rain…
Before I could breathe
I experienced
the flow of cosmic realms…
Before I could hear
I felt deep vibrations
of love…
Before I could touch
I was wrapped in sacred arms…
Before I could feel
I was surrounded
by divine presence…
Before I could read
I understood the configuration of stars…
Before I could walk
I flew with the angels…
Before I could dance
I swam in vast oceans…
Before I could talk
your voice
was the harmony of my being…
Before I could taste
I was blessed
with the ambrosia
of awakening…
And when I came into being
I was gifted with
the unforced rhythms of grace…
Art by Antonia…

©Ally2019