Expressions of Gratitude From Beloveds

From Terry, Vancouver, WA

I went to see Chris Celine last Saturday. She is a Teacher of Love and a “yes” to us all. When I saw her I was so excited. She had the biggest smile. I walked in and she gave me a hug straightaway. I felt Love. My heart said yes. This is what I felt for her voice too. Her voice is every call made to me. Looking in her eyes was like getting lost in a nebula. Stunning. When I stood close to her I was getting a lot of vibrations all over my body, very intense. In the satsang, as she started to speak, I was taken somewhere far away. Yes!

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 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 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 G.Y., Ashland Or.

Yes – we are all in “School of Love”
The mind’s thinking drops to the One Heart
And only One pen and paper –
One hand writing
The One poem.
To burst the heart with joy-filled song,
Sounding in jubilation.
Bowing to the Masters and Saints and Angels calls.
Let this Love fill your cup,
So the wind will carry you across to her shore
Where she always meets you,
Where she has been all along.
Here, in the Heart of Compassion.

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.

From G.Y., Ashland, OR.

"Upon arriving-here in the Sanctuary of love, I knew “I am home”. The whisper of your soft voice saying song of holy lullabies unraveling this heart into peaceful beingness.
So grateful, so grateful of the Golden grace,
that is eternally flowing through this vessel of love.
Yes-One heart, One breath, One."