Expressions of Gratitude From Beloveds

Mamolo, Myra Chula, Philippines

Good day!!!!!... sorry for disturbing... by the way, I am MAMOLO, MYRA CHULA, 17 yrs. old here in the Philippines.
I just want you to know that I am so happy and thankful that I know you by my/our friend kuya DAVID. You know, you are so inspiring, lovable and like an angel to me... I think you're GODS gift...

Every time I hear your voice, I can't explain my feeling.. I don't know why...but I know GOD has a purpose with it....
To know Ms.Chris Celine is a big thing to us... because you give me/us a strength, rather power.... to live in this world full of challenges....

May GOD bless you always and also to your family!!!!
Thank you (so)100x much!!!!
WE LOVE YOU!!! GOD IS WITH YOU ALWAYS AND WITH US....MORE POWER!!!

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 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.

Anonymous

Dear Chris, I am very grateful for your guidance and teaching. As much as I didn't believe in prayer when we met, I now seem to be in prayer constantly. Isn't that funny? I have recognized that you are an expert in leading people to what they truly want… Oneness with God. Lots of love and gratitude.

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 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

Early morn in her soft robe of golden sun,
She sings to all the world.
The heart opens,
The flakes of pure intention
Meet the heart –
Here I will stay in the delicate firm of being.
The purity of her beauty overflowing,
Giving the only Life she knows –
Here – I rest in the feathered hammock
Filled with her Love,
Filled with the Peace of God.
In gratitude.