Expressions of Gratitude From Beloveds

From M.M., Bay Area, CA

Beloved Chris, my heart feels a deep sense of relief and joy to have found you. I have been waiting a long time. My experience with you on Sunday was a shifting experience. What gave me such rapture during my time with you were your answers to the questions. I felt a truth that was so deep and profound; I could feel the uneasiness in the room. I think our minds hold onto so much… ideas, identity, fear… we identify with all of these lies. I could feel your raw strength; the strength to be gentle, unprotected, exposed… in the moment… completely loving. It was very overwhelming. I am opening myself up to giving up all the things I assumed were true; like a work ethic that reason says something that is very hard is worth doing, or if it isn't hard that it must not be valuable. I'm willing now to let God do the doing for me. And lo! It is working!

From D.D., Bay Area, CA

Darling Chris,
Thanks to you all is so good.
In this now, in this present moment
We know how to heal humanity
Even before on bended knee
Our yes within our heart
Is the start, the way new
Just like me and you.
One breath…

From D.D., Bay Area, CA

Darling Redeemer, please allow me to surrender to you. Enjoying each Divine Moment in the union of humanity's Heart. Your patience is mine, I am yours.

From C.M. Bay Area, CA

Dear One, the lemon tree is laden with fruit awaiting your arrival.
Miracles continue to unfold each day – soon you will be here again in form.
The mountain comes to Mohammed.
One love,

From P.F., Ashland, OR

Healing hands reach from the heart,
Open channels for a touch
That the textbook cannot teach.
Healing eyes, glowing face,
Open to give,
Sensitive enough to receive, too full to waste time.
Protecting old fragile feelings,
Too busy living to worry about death.
The healer knows death intimately, without fear
Respecting its kick-ass priority setting, but not bowing to its illusionary power
The healer is humbled only by the Giver of Life.

Her true strength is invisible to the casual passerby.
Her inner beauty is unseen by all who are caught in appearances.
The passerby may never know, he was changed by her healing touch
Save deep in his heart
Which walks away singing its own silent song.
Chris, this poem is about and for you.

From D.W., Dallas, TX

I got guidance yesterday afternoon to call you... pink rose petals were in my path on the sidewalk. I knew. I love you Chris Celine.

From, L.R., Bay Area, CA

Thank you a million times for your Love and support and prayers… thank you for being so filled with love.