I close my eyes and the light gets brighter. There I am centered and re-invite peace
Who then replies,
“Child I have never left, It is you who left.
What you choose you become.
Choose love.
Choose peace
Until there is no choice,
You simply are.”
I close my eyes and the light gets brighter. There I am centered and re-invite peace
Who then replies,
“Child I have never left, It is you who left.
What you choose you become.
Choose love.
Choose peace
Until there is no choice,
You simply are.”
I too
Had to believe I was worthy of great things
And miracles
Before I would receive them.
That is when I began demolishing my own Walls.
Moments pass you by.
Let them tug at your heart;
Unravel
And revel in the depths of
Love and life.
We have been bound to what has been
Taught to us as freedom;
There is more.
Once you are free
You will never desire the confines of
Attachment and
Definitions again.
Observe.
Rest in this knowing and live.
We are the far before and the yet to come.
Once we say “here and now” the now is gone.
When is the now?
For it was
And now is this moment that passed.
Just be.
Always a work of becoming.
Opening.
Awakening.
Unfolding.
Releasing that which I have held on to
In desperation, fear
And unworthiness.
Welcoming magic.
One can choose to be noise or harmony.
If one wishes to be heard
One must first
Learn to listen to oneself.
Pause;
Intuition.
Truth is
Awareness,
Knowing when to speak up
And when to listen.
Thinking
About and becoming aware your true intentions.
Holding yourself accountable.
Ego is self,
Soul is for highest good.
Only by diving deep
Into self and observing
Does one find the truth
Within the truth.
Fluidity in thoughts and actions.
Ever questioning; diving deeper,
Rising higher and settling oneself in reflection.
What serves in healing and awareness is fluid.
Flow in the stillness.
And the truth of it all is ones individual ego truth is not everyones.
In the world
In the universe
The moon
The sun
Every star
Every blade of grass
Every person
Through time
And experience.
Through darkness
Through bliss
Paths turning left
Paths turning right
Forks in the road.
Decisions
Exhaling
Inhaling
Looking back
Looking forward
Joy
Regret
Sleeping
Dreaming
Waking
Walking
Running
Crawling
Climbing
Soaring
And.
Here.
We.
Are.
*originally published on November 2013@*choleintodiamonds*