If you strip yourself bare as to have no preconcieved notions of religion or life or politics, drugs or any thought, what does your being seek?
Release it all and therein yourself resides the answers to what you seek, this is a very hard lesson, one which goes against my hardhead and makes me because most knowledge comes back to simplicity.
Thanks to all on giving this thought movement here.
This is what it is all about, creating a wave of positive change for the transcendence of humanity. How is this accomplished but through the eyes of the little ones. As Jesus said “if you cause a little one to stumble, it were better a milestone be tied around our neck and we be dumped in the sea”
Novelty calls each of us to adventure or we would not be at these type sites, find positive novelty and save a drowning species.
Read all good stories and be inspired to greater works.
Why do I feel like everything is wrong, from all angles, seems like everyone is missing the truth here, but I can´t put my finger on it? Yet, I feel it is light moving. We need to be uniting not dividing, to be healing not blaming, to move with the spirit of the beloved and not the divisiveness of the norm.
My spirit weeps for thee, soon….soon shall we rejoice. Until then do greater works, do not blame, do not condemn….be a bearer of good tidings, not a bringer of doom.
I light a candle for a better day, truthfully the spirit moves, look upward and inward, connections are made quickly at this time.
It is the powerful well within that the external world seeks to keep you from tapping. By filling your day with constant stuff you neglect that inner well, that spiritual spark which can unite you with the Christ, the light within is more powerful than anything upon the surface of this world, it is but a speck in the mite of the almighty.
Change and become the creature you were intended, in the image, ye are all gods.
My grandmother passed away last year and her favorite thing to do when she first met someone was to ask, “What is your passion?”
“What is your passion?”
Mine is the search, reveal yourselves, what is your passion?
What of them, it is impermanence; What was once will be recycled and sifted through, what of us, will we be made impermanent?
Why must we toil?
angry for the intrusion of the water.
can it not all stop?
Can the footprint be made to stay?
Why is it that Nothing gold can Stay?
Why is it that we only see destruction, where did beauty go?
“Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.
Footprints, that, perhaps another,
Sailing o´er life´s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.”
Alas, to many streams exist, I want that narrow pass to enter the gates, I want to circle upward on that ladder that Jacob saw in his vision, I want to leave a footprint, is that to prideful?
Alas the wind came and blew away any footing I had made, in it´s whisper came a soft voice:
“You´ve an eternity to leave a footprint young child, smile I am with you.”
And it blew and I took a breath.