It’s a long road
The road to healing
At times unpaved
We may get lost
Towards more scenic routes
Where the heart is burst open
And Sunrise shimmer with colors
So Sunsets can paint the sky
Finding our way again
With a surer self
Until we realize
It’s in the uncertainty
We feel at home
So, travel on
That long road.
But keep the heart open
And take your SELF along.
Allow your perspective to see the ENEMY and the HATER as a TEACHER. Take their negative energy and alchemize it into GROWTH for yourself. We give our POWER away when we DEFINE them as someone who is against us. The enemy and hater only live within. Our perspective of every person we meet, is a reflection of ourselves. When we see others as teachers, we are able to apply the necessary knowledge, competence, and virtue to the parts of ourselves that needs to CONQUER the enemy and SILENCE the hater. Understand: opposition, hostility, hate, and criticism, is more about the internal world of the person holding these than it is about the person being opposed, hated, and criticized. WE are responsible for our reaction. React with your HIGHEST good in the driver’s seat.
POWER is YOURS. STUDENT.
We look to the future
With thoughts of the past
Assuming what’s present
Is what will last
Take the chances
Dance in the rain
Today will fade
All that’ll be left….
Are the memories we make
Keep your face to the light
Shadows fall behind you
Journey light in this life
Only way out is to get through
What we bring to reality’s door
Are perceptions we have, nothing more.
And in those perceptions are stories told
Some truths, some lies, attachments we hold.
What if our purpose is to sit and observe
The ego’s claim of what it deserves
From shallow living to endless pleasures
Unsatisfied goals, inadequate measures
And in the observing we teach ourselves
All that’s external, inside it dwells
To find the freedom from the shackles of claim
You are the observer, not the ego with a name.
Blinded by the glaring sun
Tangled in a web, beautifully spun
Trying to release myself from its hold
It grabs on tighter, intending I fold
And so I let my resistance go
Explore this web, dive to the unknown
I find myself holding its strings
As if I was broken with clipped wings
I know very well I may fly away
But the tangled mess invites me to stay
Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life
How many of us have found ourselves in the middle of life’s storms and were unsure of how to make it through? How many of us have stared into muddy rivers, looking to find our reflection, only to see a distorted version of ourselves? How many of us have allowed ourselves to be taken by a person’s inconsistency and lost our way in how we allow ourselves to be treated?
They say hindsight is 20/20, and many of us may realize the storms, the muddy waters, and that what we have allowed in our lives may be the product of our own reactions to the events or people in our lives.
Often times, life happens and the invitation may be that we just observe. Observe the storm and the power it holds. Observe the muddy river and the distorted reflection. Observe the inconsistency of others and the agony they create for themselves.
In observing, we allow life to work itself out and give it the opportunity to show us that it knows our heart. In observing, we do not react by impulse, but trust the process of life. The process in which we may appreciate the calm after the storm, our reflection in settled waters, and the people who treat us the way we would like to be treated.
To save the world
We must start with one