Expressions of Gratitude From Beloveds

From R.A., Philippines

I open my heart and greetings to you Chris. A friend told me about you and sent me one of your CDs. It was so inspiring. I love this song “Master Please Open My Heart”. Whenever I feel sad and when I think I have a problem, I usually pray and sing that song in my mind… so much love… so much inspiration. When you talked to me on the phone I was a little shy… all I said was thank you and I'm so happy. Yes, I'm so happy and I'm so delighted... so speechless, hearing your voice... when you said, “My Love”, Oh, it made me really happy. Your voice… so full of Love and touching my heart. Thank you so much, Chris. You are my Angel; you are my inspiration, my strength and my Love. I say yes to love.

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 Linda P., Ashland OR

"My life-long prayer of gratitude will include the blessing of meeting you, my beloved teacher. To be in your presence is to experience the total Love of God. It is a “life-changing” experience, to finally realize the Love of God. In the world, love for me has been always waiting for the “other shoe to drop”. There can be no greater trust, than this trust of the Love of God that emanates from you. I feel no fear; I experience only pure Love when I am with you. I am. Eternally grateful."

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.