My Vision (Original Version)


One early morning, while seeking comfort

I searched deeper and deeper within

In a moment of anticipation and awe

I realized that I was not really alone

It became even more clear

My God, who else was here?


To my fascination and delight

I saw my ageless face smiling from deep within

No, not a dream, it was beyond lucid, beyond real

Glowing, opaque and translucent

I teared and smiled back

Magnificently beautiful, I am truly eternal.


Inside each and every one of us

Is a precious being of light

Forever ignited, forever delighted

Never fear, it speaks so clear

Words are never needed

As you will soon hear once your heart ears have been cleared.


Now, I know these intuitions and inclinations

To come from deep within,

From innocence and purity

To be trusted and forever respected

To be sought and valued beyond all other voices

To be my own guiding source, for my own unique course.


Alas, I felt no fear

I finally saw my true image

In spiritual truth, my being of light is always accessible

My higher consciousness, the highest form of me

Divine energy, incalculable wisdom

Rendering scholarly and academic questing so very unnecessary.


Powerful beyond imagination

Courageous above all warriors

Beauty greater than any sight of earthly delight

The deepest feeling of love, pure white, the brightest sight

All this, came from deep within me

Right from the source, known only as my divine light.


I am forever grateful for connecting, this early morning

At the moment of my deep introspection, I knew the true me

My light has only the highest course set for me

Often I shall walk it, seemingly alone

Apart from my friends and family, this I accept, this I already know

In comfort and solace, I know I am forever guided by my own divine soul.


While here in this form

I shall always choose ways to be open, to be honest

To speak truth from my heart, my core, my soul

To care, to prepare

To continuously practice my mission

And, clearly articulate my vision.


A vision, that one day soon

Every single soul on earth shall communicate with great ease

That all humankind shall learn the same beautiful language

A new universal language known as The Silence of Eternal Loving Peace

I pray that perhaps one day soon

This vision shall also become your mission.


© Aug 2016 Judi Risser All Rights Reserved


Don’t Kill Me


I am only protecting myself

I am barely surviving

I am not a criminal

Soon, you will see

There is no reason to murder me


Don’t kill me.


I have a family to care for

I have my young, my partner

You have a family too

Can you not respect what I am trying to do?

I am just like you


Don’t kill me.


I have a commitment to the planet

To live and do what I do, naturally

I help keep the cycles in our ecosystems strong

If I die, so too, does the natural order of our planet

If our planet suffers, so too, do you


Don’t kill me.


What will happen when we disappear?

Will you regret you actions?

Will you feel guilt and remorse?

Will you blame another for all the pain, death and destruction you cause?

Will you see what you reap when you sow what you do?


Don’t kill me.


You blame me

But you are killing them, too

Stop the shooting, poisoning, pillaging and plundering

Stop doing what you do

Now, I am dying, can you not see what you must do


Don’t kill me.



~On behalf of the Judah wolf~

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This poem was inspired by the plight of the wolves being killed by shooting from helicopters, bait poisoning and by tagging one wolf, the Judah Wolf, and when it returns to its pack they are hunted down and murdered, except for the Judah Wolf.  Once the Judah Wolf finds a new family these are all found from the tracking method and they are killed, as well.  

This is termed “Wolf Culling” and this form of murder has been authorized by both the BC and Alberta governments. This practice has not helped the population of the declining Caribou…The Caribou are dying because of human oil and forestry industry development, not wolves. But the practice continues.





Sun warms

Fires ignite

Winds cool

Rains cleanse

Life grows


Mother Earth



Love flows

Pasts lighten

Futures brighten


Death glows



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The Student



My teacher prepared my lessons for me

Offering gifts of courage, strength

Virtue and integrity.


I never did the homework

I often showed up late

I was an unwilling participate

In my own fate.


Something beyond me

Grounded me

Surrounded me

Knew what I needed.


Sent all the right teachers

All the right preachers

Administering only the strongest

Most painful of treatments.


Oh, how my chest would heave

I wanted to run

I begged, I pleaded…

Please, oh please, why won’t you just leave?


Forced to feel all the emotions

No longer avoiding

No more suppressing

Or, second guessing.


My teacher, my lover, my friend

You were only showing me

Things I never wanted to see

Simply, by showing up.


An unconscious pact with my teacher

To show me….Me

Self-projecting….is this crazy?

No, it’s amazing!


The fearful

The arrogant

The victim

The angry.


I see me, in you

I forgive me, in you

I love me, in you

I am you.


Yes, we had a pact

Before ever meeting, in fact

You were assigned to me

And, I to you.


Thank you,

My teacher, my lover, my friend

For all the tests, the trials

The tribulations, again.


It is said: ‘When the student is ready

The teacher shall appear’

So, where are you now

New teacher, my dear?



Featured Image- Cleveland Provincial Park, Nova Scotia

Also see a personal favourite, Parable of the Little Soul, by Neal Donald Walsch-

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