This Momento – Pax vobiscum (Peace be with you)

This moment my soul wants to fly far, far away on the wind home, and it is longing and hoping to find its star family.

Feelings tear me apart, they are a legion, fighting to come true.

Like a marble my life is rolling into the center of my path in life.

Tears falling, sometimes I feel I’ve lived a lifetime, using my last strength to try to accomplish my task on earth.

I am so tired of life, it’s so tempting to lie down and just sleep, like Sleeping Beauty for hundreds of years.

Dream about foreign places, yet they are still known in a part of me. Meeting my friends in other realms, be a part of this huge unconditional love which fills all of my body. I feel like crying, only this time it is happy, grateful good tears from the soul, a glimpse and a feeling of a distant but still a very near ray from the Universe, my soul’s home planet Sirius gives me a new hope and strength.
Life must go on, like our Milky Way forever spins around with all of the planets.

Life must evolve and lessons must be learned from a spiritual point of view. Like I have a lifetime here, for better or worse, our mother Earth is preparing to be born. To become what she is destined to be; our new home. She is going to shine ever so brightly in our Solar System. She is going to become a beautiful star, a jewel where only love can exist. And the human race will experience something we never have had here before: Peace all over our planet, and a whole new era where the new enlightened human will enter the arena. My soul is longing for this great Momento, how wonderful it must be to get answers to all of our deepest questions in life. And at last see and know for sure, we’ve never been alone in Cosmos. We only had a time out: from our brothers and sisters out there somewhere. It’s time to wake up now, think differently. Grow up and help Mother Earth to ascend to the Fifth Dimension. Pray for her and the new Golden Age for all mankind, therefore I say Carpe diem (seize the day) every second of your life. Treasure our huge gift, the life itself.

We are really loved, we just don’t remember where our souls come from.

Credo (I believe)


~ indigochild Khara

Feel the Rain

Feel the rain, how it dances on your head, like ideas that are tickling in your brain.

Have you ever thought about where all your grand ideas comes from? All those crazy, loveable, cute, nice, philosophical thoughts. Its like somebody has a hammer and knocks stuff into your skull, really making sure that the messages get through. Sometimes my heart flows over and I just have to write; those moments are precious to me, like rain that gives water to the earth and give life to all living things. I take a sip of my tea and philosophize over the Life’s big questions; who are we? what is our purpose? where do we go from here? will the next generation experience peace on earth?

I look out the window and rain is pouring down; I listen at the drops as they fall, making this soothing, drumming sound. I take another sip of my tea while I am thinking, but then a big fluffy tail curls around my knee, and my cat jumps right up onto my lap. I know then that my writing is done for today, and the big questions will have to wait until tomorrow. ‘Cause this cat wants all my attention, and the tiny grey ones in my head are due for a well-earned break.


~ Khara

Strangers: Earth Angels

Strangers who come into my life, who make a big difference,
please know my heart is grateful to you.

You out there who reach out suddenly from a blue sky.
You who listen to me and understand me,
because we are all alike.

All those who understand my aching,
because you yourself have experienced it.

All of you who made my heart cry,
and I cried a river.

Because I AM NOT ALONE with my sore feelings,
with my struggle and my grief in life.

Thanks to all of you.
May God bless your lives,
as you all have been a blessing in my life.


My Wolf

The rain is pouring down, its cold and windy. Tears are coming endlessly, they dont show but my soul wants to be howling like the wolves in the deepest forests. Run with them, be free and see Mother Earth as they do. Experience the seasons with them, see the nature, see the mountains, the forests, the valleys, the rivers, and drink the cold, fresh water.

See the footprints in the snow, see the herd moving and become many, sit with them at the fire and get wolf kisses, cuddle them and meet you, my friend. My totem, my own dear loving Wolf. I saw you once in meditation, my heart began to cry, so beautiful it was to meet you. You touched my heart with your paw, in winter I saw your flock come running down hill, so nice and beautiful. Under the sun, my meditation ended with a picture of your footprint 🙂 Let us meet once again soon.


My prayer to the world

Why is it that when in hard times my soul finds its most honest state of mind, then my soul really speaks out, cries out for all the unhappiness in the world, all of the wars going on, all of the tragedies that exists on this earth. What we are doing to Mother Earth is horrible, we have her only on a loan, we are visitors from the stars. We need to take better care of you, or else the next generation have no chance to survive. Why don’t we hear Gaia scream in this time that we are in? We are contaminating the Earth and the sky above her, please hear her prayer of help everyone, because we are one. We are all created of one God. He is the same in all of the world’s religions. When are the people of the world going to understand this?


(Also posted on my Alternative page.)

An Old Friend

Wish I could ride upon a dolphin on the sea all day long, when the evening came I could reach the stars in my heart. We could swim together in the moonlight, and find that enchanted place which is forgotten, but not gone. Find all the happiness in the world, you and me. I could find the selfless and unconditional love that my soul has been longing for too long. Tears keep coming when I see you. It is as you’ve always been my friends for ever. Something has been awakened.

At daytime when the rainbow came we could swim through it, and we could even fly upon it and slide down again. We go to places that our souls know, to Sirius where my soul belongs. I wish I could be floating on a cloud and have a peek through it, and jump back again on your back, my friend. You are truly one of the most precious gifts to man from the Stars.

I will always treasure you in my heart,


I saw dolphins face to face for the first time on vacation to Tenerife in 2004, and again in Sea World, Florida, in 2011. Both times I fell completely in love; they touch upon something deep within my soul, and seeing and touching them is like reaching into the very spirits of the world.

(Also posted on my Alternative page.)

Aftenbønn ~ Evening Prayer

av Henrik Wergeland 

Når jeg legger meg til hvile,
tretten engler om meg står;
tvende ved min høyre side,
tvende til min venstre går,
to på vakt ved hodeputen,
to ved foten dessforuten,
to meg dekker,
to meg vekker,
en meg viser
alle himles paradiser.

I’ll attempt an amateur’s translation to English, with a little help from a friend.  We weren’t able to both translate the meaning and still make it rhyme, so here it is, without rhyme, but hopefully with the meaning intact.

Evening Prayer
by Henrik Wergeland

When I lay me down to sleep,
thirteen angels by me stand;
two  upon my right hand side,
two upon my left,
two stand watch by my pillow,
two that guard my feet,
two to tuck me,
two to wake me,
one to show me
all of Heaven’s paradise.


Dandelion Dreams

On painful days I would slip away to a quiet, solitary little world of my own; down at the beach with a piece of string and a handful of blue oysters for bait, fishing for the little crabs at the bottom. Catch and release.

When the tears, sorrow and anger rip through the soul
Hurting and disgusted
Missing that Off–button
To stop the emotions that come drifting
The sense of being helpless and trapped
Hate it! Want to forget!
All that which my inner child had to suffer
The insecurity, the fear, the sense of being a burden, unwanted

Hope, like a dandelion seed on the wind, destination unknown
Of finding that happy life, full of laughter and smiles
Where are you, inner enchanted world of mine?
Where did you go, little Khara?
She would laugh and rejoice in the smallest of things
Great little treasures of there and then
Study the Universe in an oyster’s shell
Seeing her mirror image in a handful of water
Watching with glee as the crab nears the oyster
Laugh with endless joy when it is caught
Then give back its freedom, to come back and get caught again

~ Khara