We May Disagree

We may disagree.
But forever inside me,
My heart’s warmed by thee.


Repeat after me.

::Breathing deeply throughout::

Patience. Simplicity. Compassion.
Patience. Simplicity. Compassion.
Patience. Simplicity. Compassion.

Still breathing?

Focus is Love in its purest form.


2013 Priorities

This year I decided to focus my energy on Priorities instead of Goals. I called it my Bliss List.

For 2013 I think I’m going to make it even more simple:

LOVE


Blissful Tide

When I die, cremate me.
Let no one see what isn’t free.

Look inside. I’ll reside
In the blissful tide,
Patiently waiting for you
To dive in too.


Why won’t I accept Love?

I’ve talked about Love here before. It (some times more than others) is all for us. I really committed myself to focus on Love in everything I do, when I am with people, animals, strangers or alone, Love is god.

But when someone tries to love me, I find I shut them out. Is this because I grew up lacking the typical ‘motherly’ love children need? Or am I just unable to accept what is the most important resource the world has ever known? I can give it out when I want; but why the constant need to reject it from the people closest to me? They want to love me; they need to sometimes.

Love is not a one-way street.. it is an endless ocean, you can either swim or you stay on the shore, but don’t try and just float there when it’s convenient.


I can’t go back.

I’ve spent 2 years working from home for a small, family company. I spent the 4 years before that in a large company, low pay and no real advancement opportunity. Now I need to generate a steady income. I can’t go back to the “real” world and “work for a living”. Other people have supported themselves, why can’t I? Fear. Weed. Trust what is inside of you. Try to really make it on your own. You CAN do it. Why not think that? Learn learn learn. “You rise to the height of your deepest admirations”. Control this moment and let go. Even relaxing allows you to move closer to the 1. Everything in moderation. You are filling your time with what you love, NEVER FORGET THAT.


Where is your spark?

Where is your spark? I want to see you smile, to run, to play. Are you sick? Are you sad? If you could speak I would know. But you can’t. What will make you come back to life?


In search of a new direction.

I am trying to find a project to work on via my blog. Doing a daily haiku was very fun but it had run it’s course. Maybe more poetry? I would love to write a story, but I haven’t had an idea I think is worth exploring. I also could write something non-fiction (which is pretty much what this blog is, my life and struggles).

Whatever I choose it must come from Love. As long as I stay pure and focused on true expression, I will be satisfied. Just don’t let me ego read that.


I Love You

Love as pure as ours
has not been seen on this earth
and may not again.


tuesday haiku

When I asked for that,
my world crumbled and shaking,
you held me steady.