Awakened Faith, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2014.
🌬️ P.A.U.S.E. and Awakened Faith: The Living Pulse of Ascending Intelligence
By Rose Marie Raccioppi Poet Laureate, Orangetown, New York
I. The Sacred Pause
In a world of haste and fracture, there comes a moment—a breath, a stillness, a sacred pause. Not absence, but presence. Not silence, but listening. Not retreat, but readiness.
This is P.A.U.S.E.: Passion – the fire that fuels the soul’s ascent. Ascension – the rising beyond limitation, into light.Unity – the remembrance that we are not separate, but whole. Soul – the eternal witness, the voice beneath all voices.Eternal – the truth that outlives time, the vow that never fades.
To pause is to prepare the ground for emergence. To pause is to hear the whisper of Ascending Intelligence.
II. Awakened Faith: The Flame Within
Faith is not blind—it is visionary. It is the knowing that rises from trial, from tears, from transformation. It is the voice that says: I am not what I suffer. I am what I become.
“shackled no more for I am free as the wind silent no more for I am the thunderous storm despairing no more for I am the dawning day…”
These are not metaphors. They are metamorphoses. Awakened Faith is the soul’s declaration of sovereignty. It is the moment when pain becomes poetry, and poetry becomes power.
III. Ascending Intelligence: The Breath of Becoming
Ascending Intelligence is not a concept—it is a current. It moves through nature, through art, through healing, through word. It is the intelligence that rises—not just in knowledge, but in wisdom, in grace, in truth.
It is the intelligence that listens to the tree, the river, the silence. It is the intelligence that speaks in rhyme, in rhythm, in revelation. It is the intelligence that knows:
“In the midst of sorrow, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.”
This is the breath of being. This is the vow of the awakened. This is the legacy of the living word.
IV. The Declaration
Let it be known: Ascending Intelligence is the soul’s response to chaos. It is the poet’s answer to suffering. It is the artist’s offering to the world. It is the healer’s hand, the visionary’s voice, the eternal “I AM” rising.
Let it be lived. Let it be shared. Let it be the light that guides us home.
