Today...
Dare to allow yourself to be seen.
Dare to tell the truth.
Dare to stop pretending.
Dare to stay present to the secret fire that burns inside.
Dare to be wildly inconsistent.
Dare to let another in.
Dare to let go of the image.
Dare to never be prepared.
Dare to give everything
for the awakening of love
Dare to fail.
Dare to mess everything up.
Dare to fall to the ground,
humbled again, laughing.
Dare to dream and let dreams die.
Dare to honour the past but not cling to it.
Dare to give an honest Yes and an honest No.
Dare to be wrong.
Dare to be right.
Dare to be real.
Dare to be here.
Today.
When we put down ideas of what life should be like, we are free to wholeheartedly say yes to our life as it is.
"Faith, acts promptly and boldly on the occasion, on slender evidence." It's comforting to choose a path that seems well-lit and predictable. But, once in a while, we seem to know with inexplicable confidence that it's time to take a risk. Moving in faith takes a joyful heart and willingness to surrender perfectionism. Those leaps, both big and small, bring us to a new level of living, thinking and loving.
Have Faith
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Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Monday, September 29, 2014
Evokes a deep metaphor for life and Identity..
The sky is your halo.
The world is your ashram.
The body is your bedroom.
The past is your scrapbook.
The future is your sketch pad.
The mind is your observatory.
The Universe is your playground.
The heart is your compass.
I hope that you can find your balance
Between the mystic and mundane
I hope that you can navigate your way
Between the sacred and profane..
Yes, I hope that you can find your vision
Between the sunshine and the rain
That you find your truth within and when you do
It doesn't cause you too much pain..
The level of comfort perceived in any moment is more so dependent upon the attitude you adopt, than the circumstances being faced.
ps/smoh
The world is your ashram.
The body is your bedroom.
The past is your scrapbook.
The future is your sketch pad.
The mind is your observatory.
The Universe is your playground.
The heart is your compass.
I hope that you can find your balance
Between the mystic and mundane
I hope that you can navigate your way
Between the sacred and profane..
Yes, I hope that you can find your vision
Between the sunshine and the rain
That you find your truth within and when you do
It doesn't cause you too much pain..
The level of comfort perceived in any moment is more so dependent upon the attitude you adopt, than the circumstances being faced.
ps/smoh
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Know that all things are as they could be. Now ask yourself; what else could be? Life is inclusive – Only your mind is exclusive
I watched “Edge of Tomorrow” with Tom Cruise and Emily Blunt
tonight.
An average action/Sci-Fi movie, but the reason I found it interesting
was the concept of
“Live, Die, and Repeat”.
This is actually how our reality and life works. You can
choose a Buddhist view, or do as me; believe in infinite parallel realities,
experiencing one viewpoint and timeline at the time.
In the movie Tom’s character had the ability to remember and
build upon previous life experience to figure things out.
We (by our own divine
design) chose to start with a blank slate when we got here. Frustrating at
times, but this way probably contributes to more growth, expansion and fun in
the end.
If you slow down one day, like you could every day, and
become aware of what’s happening around you and inside you,
you’ll notice
plenty small clues and hints to guide you along the way.
Call it intuition, aha-moments, glimpses of peace, feelings
of connection and love, seeing the back-end of the Matrix, and understanding
that there really are no ‘others’ here – it’s all you.
There is an excellent scene in the film
“The Game” by David
Fincher.
It’s the highlight moment where Van Orton (Michael Douglas) stumbles
into a canteen full of all of the people he’s been interacting with in the two
hour running time that preceded it.
That’s the point where Van Orton realizes that all those
interactions were a scripted part of the game he was part of. They were all
just extras playing roles to give him the experience he searched for.
The equivalent scene in The Matrix would be when Neo sees
the code for the first time and understands that he can access reality on the
level of source code.
ve/ps/smoh
Saturday, September 27, 2014
The freedom to experience is a lot more tender and precious than the freedom from experience. It also doesn't require maintaining anything in a world where everything changes. It's about questioning our questions rather than looking for answers.
It's certainly easier and more conducive to the feelings of
freedom, and happiness, and playfulness to be out in the nature.
The normally
feverish mind is quiet as the soul flies from tree to river to mountain in a
sacred dance with life.
In a way, you're always in nature just look to your
body and feel its rhythms or look at the sky.
Even sitting on the porch, or
going for a walk in some neighbourhood, or at a park. In certain settings it
can be less inspiring to the higher functioning.
The environment of artifice is
usually calculated or not a reminder of order, structure and contrived
symmetry.
Square tiles on the floor,
4 walls and a roof,
a clock on the wall
sweeping away seconds,
and all that.
It has its use...and it is in fact no less
'nature' than anything else, but it doesn't do much to facilitate the innate
curiosity generated by random, manifest expression produced so effortlessly by
the greater and higher mind that is always at play.
ps/smoh
Friday, September 26, 2014
In grace something is transcended, once and for all overcome.
Given the actual condition in which we exist suffering to varying degrees from a case of mistaken identity on a slumbering speck in one of innumerable galaxies,
it is entirely understandable that we’d look, and keep on looking,
for some sort of comfort or reassurance in the explanatory dimensions of consciousness, even though our attempts to find or extract or assign meaning
whether in mundane or metaphysical contexts, ultimately only pad the cell, distracting us from the raw contingency and absolute mystery of our existence.
GRACE can be such an effortlessly evocative word, suggestive not only of a dimension of being far beyond us yet palpably right here, but also of a guidance and support profoundly — even preternaturally — attuned to our deepest needs and evolutionary imperatives.
In Grace there often is an implication or felt sense of sacred intervention, a not-by-us engineered doing that deeply serves our well-being, often in ways that are far from expected.
A serendipitous infusion of what may quite convincingly appear to be more-than-human guidance — this is Grace, however ragged or rough its delivery may be, however unreceptive its reception may be. Grace arrives whether or not we recognize it. In fact, it is never not arriving.
Grace can be such a marvelously rich word beyond its superficial usage, conveying a sense of something extraordinarily supportive — though it may not feel supportive at the time! — arriving on our doorstep, suffused with undeniable significance.
Grace is a gift — and more often than not a surprising gift — regardless of its wrapping or manner of arrival.
Somewhere in us there persists a longing for Grace, a longing to receive it and let it carry us where it may; and at the same time there may be a longing for Grace to arrive in a particular form, which of course does not necessarily happen.
Sometimes what we most need is what we assume we least need or don’t need, and Grace serves what we most need, which often means that it doesn’t seem to us to be Grace at all, but rather just a nasty or unfortunate turn of the wheel.
Grace, however, is neither good luck nor the inevitable result of our good deeds; it is much more mysterious than that, responding as it does to more than just the obviously visible.
It takes much more into account than we can see, being unimaginably intimate with what is out of sight. Grace can be trusted.
It won’t let us down, even if in the short term it deposits us in places or situations that we don’t like.
May Grace guide our days;
may Grace flow through us;
may Grace come to us — such prayers are but confessions of intuiting or wanting to host the presence of something gloriously Other, something that, sooner or later, is recognized to be none other than part of what we truly are.
May we not limit Grace to how we think it should manifest.
May we not decide beforehand how Grace should look or behave.
May our prayers for Grace reach without grabbing, ask without begging, and ready us without leaving us on hold.
May we recognize Grace for what it is, and remain grateful for it.
Grace is the arrival and expression of not-by-us at least as we ordinarily conceive of ourselves orchestrated direction and support, emerging without any strategy or manipulation on our part.
When Grace shows up, we are guided in directions that we very likely would have otherwise overlooked, rejected, or not seen.
The gift of Grace is an astonishing thing, no matter how often we have witnessed it.
It always feels fresh.
In the same sense that prayer could be said to be a divine personal, Grace could be said to be a divine intrusion.
To the extent that prayer reaches up, Grace reaches down. The gravity of the situation demands it.
Some conceive of Grace as the tangible entry of our deepest dimensions into our everyday life, appearing in whatever form fits our prevailing frame of reference.
Others conceive of Grace as the tangible entry of something beyond us.
But however we choose to think of Grace, it exists.
It doesn’t matter if we’re religious, agnostic, or atheistic.
It doesn’t matter what our status is.
It doesn’t matter how high we’ve been, or how low.
Grace simply persists.
When Grace shows up, we usually register it at least to some degree, whether we acknowledge it or not. We cannot engineer Grace, but we can deepen our receptivity to it, making room for it, knowing that we don’t know when it will show up, nor in what form it will arrive.
In the same sense that Life could be said to be the Poetry of Being, and Intimacy the Poetry of Relationship, and Beauty the Poetry of Appearance, Grace could be said to be the Poetry of Opportunity.
May Grace touch you, and may you know that it is touching you.
Feel it now.
Don’t mind your mind’s possible denial of it. Invite it in, even though it’s already here.
Serve it even as it serves you.
Don’t make an idol out of it, for it is as natural to us as our breath.
And rest in its mystery, knowing you’ll never really figure it out.
namaste *__*
it is entirely understandable that we’d look, and keep on looking,
for some sort of comfort or reassurance in the explanatory dimensions of consciousness, even though our attempts to find or extract or assign meaning
whether in mundane or metaphysical contexts, ultimately only pad the cell, distracting us from the raw contingency and absolute mystery of our existence.
GRACE can be such an effortlessly evocative word, suggestive not only of a dimension of being far beyond us yet palpably right here, but also of a guidance and support profoundly — even preternaturally — attuned to our deepest needs and evolutionary imperatives.
In Grace there often is an implication or felt sense of sacred intervention, a not-by-us engineered doing that deeply serves our well-being, often in ways that are far from expected.
A serendipitous infusion of what may quite convincingly appear to be more-than-human guidance — this is Grace, however ragged or rough its delivery may be, however unreceptive its reception may be. Grace arrives whether or not we recognize it. In fact, it is never not arriving.
Grace can be such a marvelously rich word beyond its superficial usage, conveying a sense of something extraordinarily supportive — though it may not feel supportive at the time! — arriving on our doorstep, suffused with undeniable significance.
Grace is a gift — and more often than not a surprising gift — regardless of its wrapping or manner of arrival.
Somewhere in us there persists a longing for Grace, a longing to receive it and let it carry us where it may; and at the same time there may be a longing for Grace to arrive in a particular form, which of course does not necessarily happen.
Sometimes what we most need is what we assume we least need or don’t need, and Grace serves what we most need, which often means that it doesn’t seem to us to be Grace at all, but rather just a nasty or unfortunate turn of the wheel.
Grace, however, is neither good luck nor the inevitable result of our good deeds; it is much more mysterious than that, responding as it does to more than just the obviously visible.
It takes much more into account than we can see, being unimaginably intimate with what is out of sight. Grace can be trusted.
It won’t let us down, even if in the short term it deposits us in places or situations that we don’t like.
May Grace guide our days;
may Grace flow through us;
may Grace come to us — such prayers are but confessions of intuiting or wanting to host the presence of something gloriously Other, something that, sooner or later, is recognized to be none other than part of what we truly are.
May we not limit Grace to how we think it should manifest.
May we not decide beforehand how Grace should look or behave.
May our prayers for Grace reach without grabbing, ask without begging, and ready us without leaving us on hold.
May we recognize Grace for what it is, and remain grateful for it.
Grace is the arrival and expression of not-by-us at least as we ordinarily conceive of ourselves orchestrated direction and support, emerging without any strategy or manipulation on our part.
When Grace shows up, we are guided in directions that we very likely would have otherwise overlooked, rejected, or not seen.
The gift of Grace is an astonishing thing, no matter how often we have witnessed it.
It always feels fresh.
In the same sense that prayer could be said to be a divine personal, Grace could be said to be a divine intrusion.
To the extent that prayer reaches up, Grace reaches down. The gravity of the situation demands it.
Some conceive of Grace as the tangible entry of our deepest dimensions into our everyday life, appearing in whatever form fits our prevailing frame of reference.
Others conceive of Grace as the tangible entry of something beyond us.
But however we choose to think of Grace, it exists.
It doesn’t matter if we’re religious, agnostic, or atheistic.
It doesn’t matter what our status is.
It doesn’t matter how high we’ve been, or how low.
Grace simply persists.
When Grace shows up, we usually register it at least to some degree, whether we acknowledge it or not. We cannot engineer Grace, but we can deepen our receptivity to it, making room for it, knowing that we don’t know when it will show up, nor in what form it will arrive.
In the same sense that Life could be said to be the Poetry of Being, and Intimacy the Poetry of Relationship, and Beauty the Poetry of Appearance, Grace could be said to be the Poetry of Opportunity.
May Grace touch you, and may you know that it is touching you.
Feel it now.
Don’t mind your mind’s possible denial of it. Invite it in, even though it’s already here.
Serve it even as it serves you.
Don’t make an idol out of it, for it is as natural to us as our breath.
And rest in its mystery, knowing you’ll never really figure it out.
namaste *__*
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfilment.
This is an excellent quote
– seek the road which makes death a fulfilment.
This actually sums up a lifestyle, for it is the road which makes death a fulfilment.
– seek the road which makes death a fulfilment.
This actually sums up a lifestyle, for it is the road which makes death a fulfilment.
Everyone should live life to the fullest and strive to get as much out of each and every day as humanly possible.
Nobody knows when death will suddenly appear at his door, so it is short-sided and foolish not to live each day to the fullest.
This doesn’t just mean being as active as possible in order to get as much done as you possibly can before you die.
You have to balance the three parts of your life –
the spiritual,
the mental, and
the physical.
Nobody knows when death will suddenly appear at his door, so it is short-sided and foolish not to live each day to the fullest.
This doesn’t just mean being as active as possible in order to get as much done as you possibly can before you die.
You have to balance the three parts of your life –
the spiritual,
the mental, and
the physical.
Nobody knows how much time they have to live on this earth. Even if you weren’t trying to live a life of excellence, this fact alone should be enough to cause you to keep your affairs in order and live life to the fullest.
The reason so many people don’t live their life this way is because they refuse to think about the uncertainty of life.
For many, it is a depressing thought.
It wouldn’t be that way if they would spend some time reflecting on their spirituality.
ps/smoh
The reason so many people don’t live their life this way is because they refuse to think about the uncertainty of life.
For many, it is a depressing thought.
It wouldn’t be that way if they would spend some time reflecting on their spirituality.
ps/smoh
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Manners are an essential component of a BEING!
When you has
decided to live your life according to a specific code and specific principles,
and understands that it is your actions which ultimately define you.
When you has
decided to live by higher standards than the average person, and being
considerate of others is a part of those standards.
Good manners say more about you than about the person you
are conversing with at the time.
You don’t have to treat people politely or be
considerate of their feelings. There is no law which states that you have to be
courteous to others.
Being courteous is simply a way of both showing respect
for those around you and holding yourself to a standard of excellence in your
own personal behaviour.
Courtesy is merely being polite to others and being
considerate of their feelings. Although there may be times when you don’t feel
like being courteous, do your best to get past the strong urge to be curt to
someone else, even if he actually deserves it.
Remember, manners say more about
you, and courtesy simply boils down to good manners. Just
because someone else is acting like a jerk, that is no excuse for you to do the
same.
“The man of principle never forgets what he
is, because of what others are.”
PS
I was taught very early on, that you may not be rich or affluent,
college educated or privileged, but you can walk among everyone with dignity
and good manners.
Many times in the past and even now I get asked why so polite?
Many times in the past and even now I get asked why so polite?
Why do many manners?
As if it no longer exists like a lost art
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Your spiritual journey is about freedom, but not just your freedom — everyone's freedom.
Changing yourself takes time;
it is incremental and can seem
like hypocrisy to judging observers.
Don't allow others to control you with the consistency trap.
Consistency is the
norm.
Don't let consistency
be used against your holistic being and full-spectrum intelligence.
Being 'smart' is a
total spectrum of behaviours;
it is about balance — not just intellect.
You can say things
that are completely wrong and still be a part of a legitimate dialogue.
You are an amorphous
being and can change your views,
opinions,
ideas, and
beliefs at will and as
frequently as you desire.
You are allowed to be
inconsistent,
contradictory and unbound by conventions such as sanity,
intelligence or making sense.
When you reserve the
right to total contradiction,
you reserve the self-acceptance to be human.
People often want to
"understand" others to "know their place" for strategic
self-positioning, which is ultimately about control and safeguarding their
advantage.
If you make a big
life-change it may literally shatter those around you because they can only
accept and "love" you "their way."
The inconsistent
person is free, and freedom is really what people fear most.
Your personal and
spiritual evolution will always be seen as a betrayal by those whose values you
abandon.
The discomfort you feel when you attempt to change is just
the social control that surrounds you becoming more obvious and bearing down on
you.
There is nothing more spiritual than freedom and it is very
spiritual to violate old beliefs for new values.
We so easily sling
judgements on others, yet we don't want judgements levied against us when we
change our ideals.
Accepting others is
really about accepting yourself, because when you accept others you are freed
from your own inner-conflict.
When you quit judging
others you can be your true-self, rather than being emotionally embroiled with
other people's lifestyles and beliefs.
Your spiritual
journey is about freedom, but not just your freedom — everyone's freedom.
Monday, September 22, 2014
The more we meditates upon good thoughts, the better will be our world and the world at large.
Each kind word, each smiling face, each good action benefits our neighbours, our community and the world.
Peace of mind is waiting there when you've seen beyond yourself and find it.. Practice meditation regularly. Meditation leads to eternal bliss. Therefore meditate, meditate.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. There is a sense of respect toward others when you practice gratefulness and that is a great gift, every gift which is given, even though is be small, is in reality great, if it is given with affection..
"Never, never be afraid to do what's right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society's punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way." ~ Martin Luther King Jr.
Love will immediately enter into any mind that truly wants it.
.ps/smoh
Peace of mind is waiting there when you've seen beyond yourself and find it.. Practice meditation regularly. Meditation leads to eternal bliss. Therefore meditate, meditate.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. There is a sense of respect toward others when you practice gratefulness and that is a great gift, every gift which is given, even though is be small, is in reality great, if it is given with affection..
"Never, never be afraid to do what's right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society's punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way." ~ Martin Luther King Jr.
Love will immediately enter into any mind that truly wants it.
.ps/smoh
Sunday, September 21, 2014
With life as short as a half taken breath, don't plant anything but Love.....
Being impeccable with your word is the correct use of your energy; it means to use your energy in the direction of truth and love for yourself..
We all need joy, and we can all receive joy in only one way, by adding to the joy of others.
Open up a new heaven where our spirits can soar, it’s time for us to discover the secrets of the stars, to sail to an uncharted land by putting thoughts of lack behind us. There is a way of finding certainty right here and now. Refuse to be a part of fearful dreams whatever form they take, for you will lose identity in them.
We are worthy now.
Not if.
Not when.
We are worthy of love and belonging now.
Right this minute.
As is
"A Spring wind moves to dance
any branch that isn’t dead.
Something opens our wings.
Someone fills the cup in front of us.
We taste only sacredness"
~ Rumi
Ps/smoh
Saturday, September 20, 2014
When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that one can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding.....
Too often we underestimate the power of
a touch,
a smile,
a kind word,
a listening ear,
an honest compliment, or
the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
We see into the life of things with an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy.
"When all your desires are distilled;
You will cast just two votes:
To love more,
And be happy." ~ Rumi
Ancient wisdom reveals that access to happiness is always within us.
So, what does that really mean?
It means that happiness is a natural state, available to each of us when our heart is open and the energy is flowing.
Breath is the bridge which connects life to consciousness, which unites your body to your thoughts. Whenever your mind becomes scattered, use your breath as the means to take hold of your mind again.
Love of self and love of life connects us with the prosperity of the Universe. Self-love creates self-expression and allows us to be creative in deeply fulfilling ways.
ps/smoh
Thursday, September 18, 2014
My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.
I am thankful and grateful that I was able to accept his gift!
If your inner being changes, your whole outer life will be totally different.
It will have
a different fragrance,
a different beauty,
a different grace.
And when your inner being is changed and becomes a flame of light,
you will become a light unto others too.
You will become a beckoning light, a great herald of a new dawn.
Your very presence will trigger revolutions in other people's lives..
Rest in peace daddy, I will cherish you in my hearts forever!
I love you beyond FOREVER!!!!
You already are the peace. Be still and know that.
Princess Sayang Manzaini Osman-Hoad
I only went for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found was really going in. We are when we realize
"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
When we put down ideas of what life should be like, we are free to wholeheartedly say yes to our life as it is.
In every moment we make a decision --
whether conscious or unconscious.
Will I choose to open my heart, send love, withhold judgement and thus free myself from fear?
Or will I close my heart, project fear instead of extending love, judge others, and thus bind myself to fear?
The choice is mine and mine alone.
"The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle."
Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon us.
Our true nature is like a precious jewel: although it may be temporarily buried in mud, it remains completely brilliant and unaffected. We simply have to uncover it. It is truly magical, sublime! beautiful loving energy can be discerned.
Our security, guidance, wisdom, and power will be the source is at the centre of our life...the stronger pull of what you really love let it be silently drawn by yourself.
The purpose of life is to discover your gift. The meaning of life is to give your gift away.
Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
So dream my beautiful friends dream.....
Give yourself up to this moment. Dare to see it. Now look down at your feet; slip out of those invisible tethers.
Then ask:
Where would you take yourself right this moment if you walked toward your most heartfelt dream?
What would your life look like?
What would your body look and feel like?
What level of energy would you have?
What might be your favorite activity?
What would your daily life include?
Imagine happiness -- the sweet glow of inner contentment, the way it tastes and smells and feels.
Namsate
ps/smoh
When we put down ideas of what life should be like, we are free to wholeheartedly say yes to our life as it is.
In every moment we make a decision --
whether conscious or unconscious.
Will I choose to open my heart, send love, withhold judgement and thus free myself from fear?
Or will I close my heart, project fear instead of extending love, judge others, and thus bind myself to fear?
The choice is mine and mine alone.
"The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle."
Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon us.
Our true nature is like a precious jewel: although it may be temporarily buried in mud, it remains completely brilliant and unaffected. We simply have to uncover it. It is truly magical, sublime! beautiful loving energy can be discerned.
Our security, guidance, wisdom, and power will be the source is at the centre of our life...the stronger pull of what you really love let it be silently drawn by yourself.
The purpose of life is to discover your gift. The meaning of life is to give your gift away.
Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
So dream my beautiful friends dream.....
Give yourself up to this moment. Dare to see it. Now look down at your feet; slip out of those invisible tethers.
Then ask:
Where would you take yourself right this moment if you walked toward your most heartfelt dream?
What would your life look like?
What would your body look and feel like?
What level of energy would you have?
What might be your favorite activity?
What would your daily life include?
Imagine happiness -- the sweet glow of inner contentment, the way it tastes and smells and feels.
Namsate
ps/smoh
Embracing the glorious mess that you are....
Here’s to all the girls who don’t fake their identities and don’t pretend to be what they are not.
To the ones who are passionate about life and want to fulfil their dreams.
To the ones who are not attention seekers and feel comfortable in their own skin.
To the ones who don’t wear their heart on their sleeves and don’t make relationships for social security and social status.
To the ones who refuse to be victims of sexual, mental and social abuse.
To the ones who don’t fight to make a place n a man’s life but make themselves deserving by their honest and reliable behaviour.
To the ones who don’t hide their emotions and cry when they hear sad songs.
To the ones who stand tall and strong after going through all the mess in their lives.
To the one who want to fall in love and stay in love for the rest of their lives.
Here’s to all those girls who are just like me….
Fighters,
Survivors, and
Lovers.
Believing in your own abilities. –
You have everything you need within you to become the best possible version of yourself.
Believe that you CAN.
Believe that you’re capable of pushing harder and farther than you have before.
Believe that you’re young enough, old enough, smart enough and strong enough to achieve your goals.
Don’t let false beliefs stop you from moving beyond yourself. And certainly don’t get sidetracked by other people who are not on track.
ps/smoh
To the ones who are passionate about life and want to fulfil their dreams.
To the ones who are not attention seekers and feel comfortable in their own skin.
To the ones who don’t wear their heart on their sleeves and don’t make relationships for social security and social status.
To the ones who refuse to be victims of sexual, mental and social abuse.
To the ones who don’t fight to make a place n a man’s life but make themselves deserving by their honest and reliable behaviour.
To the ones who don’t hide their emotions and cry when they hear sad songs.
To the ones who stand tall and strong after going through all the mess in their lives.
To the one who want to fall in love and stay in love for the rest of their lives.
Here’s to all those girls who are just like me….
Fighters,
Survivors, and
Lovers.
Believing in your own abilities. –
You have everything you need within you to become the best possible version of yourself.
Believe that you CAN.
Believe that you’re capable of pushing harder and farther than you have before.
Believe that you’re young enough, old enough, smart enough and strong enough to achieve your goals.
Don’t let false beliefs stop you from moving beyond yourself. And certainly don’t get sidetracked by other people who are not on track.
ps/smoh
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
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/ \ Dogmatism is simply the result of a premature conclusion...what if all conclusions are premature?
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/ \ Dogmatism is simply the result of a premature conclusion...what if all conclusions are premature?
What if experiencing the feeling of being was the only thing we needed to be happy?
"If you experience it, it's the truth. The same thing believed is a lie."
Don't ever stop challenging what seems true when what seems true doesn't seem like something you can experience with an open heart.
ps/smoh
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Still And Careless Within...
Someone who I know will be there till the end
And they're not just thoughts I hope will fulfil
But thoughts that will stand forever still
Still as the wind on a hot summer's day
Still as your friendship I'll never betray
Still as the characters in a photograph
Still as your breathless, silent laugh
Within you, I've found the perfect friend
A mind that I can comprehend
A person I see is so much like me
A mutual relationship so carefree
Carefree as a child who questions the world
Carefree as a scream that goes unheard
Carefree as an adult blessed with a dream
Carefree as water flowing downstream
Within you, I've found the perfect friend
With whom I can be real, and never pretend
You've always been someone unique from the rest
You hold a piece of me no other can possess
Within you is reason to live every moment in time
Within you the life I want is always mine
Within you, I have the perfect friend
With you, I see myself till the very end"
from Sue
on this day 16 Sept. 14
Monday, September 15, 2014
We are dying to live, to really live. Let us not wait any longer. Let us do whatever it takes. There are not higher stakes...
There’s a heart-aching so sharp,
so sweet and
so bottomless,
that both shatters and reassembles us.
Such terrible beauty accompanies it,
such fathomless yearning, and such exquisitely painful gratitude. Endless is
this beauty. Upon its shores we break and spill, emptied of the familiarity
that self-centres our days and ways.
So very soon we are gone, like dreams vanishing before
morning’s habits.
Did we leave a mark?
Only wing prints in endless sky, tracing
evaporating goodbyes.
Tombstones soon but stardust.
Life is our signature,
scrawled by the infinitely varied shape-takings of the Real.
Such raw beauty,
beauty to die for,
beauty both to bow to and to be,
beauty that simultaneously
outlives and is us.
Death makes Life worth living.
Death makes beauty
unspeakably obvious.
Death makes love not to be exceeded important.
Death wakes us
up. What better ally could we have than Death?
Death gives all the same
opportunity.
Death leaves no one out.
Life is, among other things, a Near-Death Experience.
The
passing of all things breaks our heart open to what matters most of all.
Only
through intimacy with Death do we find intimacy with the Deathless.
Gazing into soft blue sky,
dissolving in its boundless
embrace,
cradling each of its clouds,
whether weeping or thundering or dancing.
Beauty beyond beauty coupling with undisturbed peace,
through their succulent
embrace revealing
not explaining, but revealing
that each moment contains
all moments.
These deep lovers cannot help but recognize, as they die into Joy,
surrendering their all to the Beloved until they are but clearings for that
One.
Naked openness, owned by none and belonging to all.
Silence is our witness.
Silence has seen it all.
Silence
cradles our pain until its ache wakes us.
Let go, let of your heart break,
let of your life, be beauty made
visible,
let all things awaken you,
let your life be Poetry,
the music of
Truth,
the epiphanies idiosyncratic soul song of significance.
And all the
words die so, so soon in an avalanche of Silence, their sound and meaning and
audience gone. But how they danced in their bright sliver of a moment!
And how
we danced and loved and wept and blazed in our brief time!
The door is, as
always, already open.
Openness awaiting openness.
The invitation that will not
go away.
We are dying to live.
Let us not wait any longer.
Let us do what it
takes.
There are not higher stakes.
ENDLESS IS THIS BEAUTY
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