Janice Salmon

Tag: Guidance

  • Reflection – Silence

    Artwork by Janice

    Silence

    Stillness

    Self emptying

    These are the moments at the Altar of the Heart

    No-thing is created

    No thoughts,  no memories, no pondering

    Only the Heart and the Breath

    Are Heard

    Here is the Soul

    Listen

  • I am a garden

    I unfurl into the cycles of my own cells, that mature, decay and shed. My body recycles daily and it has been its own Garden for all my days.

    Seeding, growing, expanding, wilting, rotting, composting, rejuvenating since birth.

    I am birth and death in a day. Marvellous Me.

  • Everyday Pilgrimage

    Everyday is a pilgrimage

    Every moment is a different space of Belonging

    Standing in your world is changing

    Over time Love is felt and Love is missing

    Within the Heart it remains

    To be Held

    Beyond this lifetime it is a knowing, a beholding

    Pull your feet into the space

    Of where you are Now

    She speaks Channeled by Janice Turner Salmon

  • Letting Go

    Happy New Year! As we see in the new year with slanted traditions and rituals slightly more subtle than before, the words “Seeing In the New Year” feel so familiar. These words catch me off guard this year as I say them. Words are important more now than ever, more consciously than ever. Why? Because throughout this year I have seen the magic emerge, I have had synchronistic living in 2020 and the messages go beyond the coincidental. People I have met in this last year have interwoven, hand reaching into hand (metaphorically of course) like a great circle across the globe. The power of the internet invited me to be in contact with beautiful beings that resonate the same light and spirit. Like reconnecting with a missing link, time lapses of relationships and connections so uncanny, “you can’t make this up” frequently shouted as well as “get off the Bus!!!!!”

    This year has also seen so much release. The things we once held dear, held as routine, and familiar have passed. We have had to release our daily routines, our way of work, education, our greetings, meeting and saying goodbye to our loved ones. Dying and birthing have been so differently sacred. We have all felt deeply into these rites of passage with an open heart for all the ceremony gone to just a whisper of goodbyes.

    We have let go of stuff in the daily life too, we have cleared out and cleaned out. We have renewed and downsized may things. We have created space for more light to enter in and for more time to be centric to the things that matter the most. This year our relationships have held us, opened us, and connected us to a higher perspective. All we have is now and right now I see my words in a different vibration across the screen.

    Earlier this year a wise elder from an indigenous community in America passed on her wisdom to “use your words wisely”. That was her great message to us, Words. It is now in this time of Newness that I see this, I hear this, I say this. Words matter, words are matter, words are energy of the spoke into the ether and beyond. Our words are like magic spells that vibrate into the cosmos around us and far from us. They get passed over us, through us, stored in us and internalise us. They get written and appear on the other side of the globe in full view and in full flight. They are the magic of today and saved for tomorrow. Words are magic. What will you say in 2021? What is your message? What is your Magic?

  • Open Hearted

    I Am SHE of Sound
    Like waves upon your shore
    I am Here caressing you to awaken
    To seek Within
    As You Love You Open
    As You Open You Love

    The Song of Peace
    Like gentle waves of Love
    To Open your door
    To find your own Sound,
    Your Song, Your Way

    On the Shore of your Emptiness
    There in the Oneness
    You will find Sanctuary
    And it will hold you still

    As You surrender
    To the waves of your Being
    Transcending all that burdens you
    Listen
    I am always found within
    Your Heart

  • White Light

    Our Holy Ones of the
    White Light. I bathe in your surrounding Light
    For my inner health and healing.
    I acknowledge your Divine Presence
    In this time of Now
    And the time to come.
    Gather with me and
    I am truly blessed for your
    Loving Presence
    In Grace and Love
    I thank thee All

  • Womb Awakening New Moon

    I am She of Magnetic Sound
    Of word, made into Life
    I am Wisdom of Ages
    I am She of Vibration
    To thought
    To word
    To breath
    To form
    I am Your Sound
    That which you make and form
    Choose your words with Love
    Choose your actions with Charity
    Choose your Heart space consciously
    And choose life in the Now without transgressions
    Pulled from the graves of past thinking
    Those burdens you pull again and again
    As You do not need the echo of bones
    You are faithfully Anew
    So sing of the New
    And transform
    As the New Energies
    Awakening into form
    Are Transformation of All you have Become
    All you have learnt
    All you have created from Your Wisdom of Ages
    Birth a New Today
    As today is a New Moon
    A Point where Stars Align
    Creation
    A Path forging
    Abridge your Energy
    To New Form
    And see yourself as Wholeness
    New Light Awakening
    Merge into Oneness
    Remember
    Charity
    Love
    In Wholeness

     

    Words from She

    Written by Janice Turner Salmon

  • “What you are seeking is already looking”

     

    Last month I took up a FaceBook challenge, a Quest. The idea was to create a journey with a bag of tools and set off to embrace a sacred space. I found myself under the large spruce tree in my garden, on the bench, in the shade. A favourite summer spot, this time with my bag of tools. The idea of this Quest was to carve some self-care time and to re-evaluate how time is spent in everyday existence. What we do, what we love, what we have forgotten. What is joy? What is self-love? And fun when we put it into alone time.

    I found myself sat in front with a sketch pad and pencils. As I sat each day I just allowed, I fell into this silent space and surrendered to the pencil and paper. I was completely immersed in a dimension of calm. I was captivated by the subtle hues, the absence of thought and the silence.

    What I set out to do was find a direction, a journey, a quest. What I found was the pause button, to still life in chaos and hit mute. A state of polarities appeared. The chaos of challenges in life and a sense of stillness. The state of polarities attracting for the higher perspective. I didn’t find this great journey or adventure in the planning but what I did find was an inner state …. the eye within the storm….

    Or the profound words “what you are seeking is already looking” (St. Francis) now I understand…..seeking calm amid the storm ….. A state of being. The eye within the eye……

    (CFFC- Eyes)