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Fresh Advice For The Times

Cooperative Forces

Tough as nails is the business of staying alive
In a world that keeps changing, for better or worse.
At this point in time, the fate of humanity,
Operating from instinct still, brash and beastly,
May see its own extinction. Its self-contained curse
Focuses on the frictions that we all contrive.

Friction is but a blessing seen in its pure light.
Resistance is required for our survival,
For without it, too much ease in life will occur.
Opposition dealt with yields the growth we prefer.
Without fear we must welcome its kind arrival.
Seeing things in a new way makes living alright.

Knowing why there’s a problem with myself is key
To better understanding of what I create.
If I know not what ails me I cannot move past
The unknown thing that festers perversely steadfast.
I’m aware that my world is of evil and hate.
It must be a sight issue. That’s how I must see.

Loving myself I always will, even through hell.
I’ll believe I’m in heaven and up the ante
Loving myself so damned much that nothing matters.
Once I reach that awareness I can love others
Without needing theirs back. It can surely free me
From chronic people pleasing. For now, I am well.

Invincibility

Immune To Life's Harshness

I create my reality? How is this so?
It is by the vibration I mostly put out
To the wide open universe. And what I get,
Like a radar return, I may take as a threat
Or a wonderful blessing. It leaves me no doubt
That I must transmit goodness instead of sorrow.

Often times life seems fated. I find not the way
To avoid circumstances that I don’t prefer.
Like a cog in machinery of the wrong kind,
Menacing is the meshing of movement maligned.
In this context my thoughts are my own saboteur.
Rules of this world encumbered I’m doomed to obey.

 My vibrational setpoint is how well I feel
When beginning a new day or any moment.
Something I can control is how I start my day.
Getting off on the right foot can be as child’s play.
I attract what is best for me to the extent
That I’m conscious of what I feel is most ideal.

As I sleep my momentum is resting as well.
When the new day is started I have a clean slate
Which I can author positively consciously.
Feeling like I’m invincible appeals to me.
I have total control as to what I create.
I’m most grateful for having my story to tell.

A Day For A Daydream

Nature's Pleasant Surprises

Loving spoonfuls of wonder, a blanket of snow
Unexpectedly ushering fun and delight,
And a childlike excitement are right for this day.
I may just bundle up and then go out and play.
Let the new year be subtle yet sunny and bright.
What the past has to offer I don’t need to know.

It’s A Day For A Daydream to last through the year –
One that I create each moment I choose to be
Receptive to the nature of all that takes place
In a world made magnificent. Our human race
Is both symptom and cure for its insanity.
All the newness I’m feeling is not tied to fear.

I have work that I must do… much of it mundane
With some fruitful forgetting and more yet to learn.
Each moment is the starting point of the release
Of life spent and the welcoming in of new peace.
How I live for this day is my only concern.
What has not come awake is my urge to complain.

Hopefulness is the pleasure of provident grace.
Reassures me it does that at least I exist
Right along with the space and the things around me.
I reach out in true blindness but contentedly.
In the long run there’s nothing of life that I’ve missed
So this day made forever is all I embrace.