Tidbits of Wisdom to inspire your unique life journey – Jeanne Loehnis, Songs For Your Spirit, LLC
As Spirit is …
so I am.
As I show up …
so is Spirit made manifest.
As I allow Spirit’s voice to speak through me …
so do others hear the message.
As Spirit sings …
so is harmony created and expressed.
As my soul resonates with others in Spirit’s song …
so does the world reverberate with energy to move mountains!
By Jeanne Loehnis, 2007
My answers come from deep within
when I but turn my gaze
to the soul which I have chosen
for the meaning of my days.
She’s personal and private
and wise beyond my years.
She’s hidden in my rain forest
and cried for 50 years.
Today she glimpsed the sun
as I cracked the door ajar.
And blossoms now are growing
in the garden of her heart.
My soul, my precious Ariel,
awake and shining bright
is warmth and clarity by day
and calming rest by night.
‘Tis Ariel who guides me.
Her voice — my every song.
Together such rich harmony!
To Ariel I belong.
April 2009
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
that sings deep in my soul!
Since long before I saw the sun
with Spirit I was whole.
Through every challenge in my life
with Spirit I’ve flown free!
Sweet grace has been my constant guide.
I know sweet liberty!
Wherever life will take me next
with Spirit’s eyes I’ll see
the path that’s in the blessed flow.
With Spirit I am free!
And when as Spirit I shall fly
to worlds beyond the sun:
sweet grace you’ll hear! My soul will sing
its pure sweet freedom song.
By Jeanne Loehnis, 2005
Ah, the busy lives we lead.
Day after day we do good deeds.
Slowing seldom to catch our breath.
Never does our spirit rest.
Hurriedly moving from task to task,
wanting each to be the last.
Yet making more lists before the dawn,
reminding ourselves we’ll never be done.
When can we possibly stop to learn
for what exactly our hearts do yearn?
How can we know just how we feel
if we never get off the spinning wheel?
And Spirit, our Guide, do we consult?
Doubtful in all this moving about.
Too busy to seek the Guiding Way.
“I must keep going, keep doing.”, we say.
Here on this porch at break of day
before the sun has lit the way,
as the weekend begins its course,
I am at peace, without remorse.
I’ve come to connect with inner light,
to pause for guidance whispered, right.
Noting again the sky so vast.
Knowing my place, at rest, at last.
By Jeanne Loehnis, September 2004
It hurts to see you travel down dark roads I’ve walked before:
roads so full of pain that I was forced to close the door.
“Choices make the man” and I have learned much from that path.
Oh how I’d hoped to steer you clear and be your guiding hand.
But the time has come and I know well deep in my heart
that I cannot protect you and that we must be apart.
Although your life will take you far from home and lifelong friends,
know my love goes with you and my prayers will never end.
As you journey down the crooked path of life on earth,
treasure, please, a memory for the one who gave you birth.
This memory is the key that will unlock a private door
that you can walk through anytime and know my love once more.
Enter, son, and you will find a fire burning bright.
‘Tis this mother’s love that only your smile can ignite.
The hearth will be there always for there’s nothing can destroy
the bond that Love has nurtured ‘tween a mother and her boy.
By Jeanne Loehnis, 2004