Your desire is the only thing you’ll ever need But you hardly ever let yourself entertain A desire without shooting it down with your doubt. Things that keep showing up are clearly all about Your own lack of commitment. There’s nothing to gain In hoping that your struggle will help you succeed.
You have given your inner being subtle clues. You’re contributing always. Your relationship With yourself you have nurtured over many years. Your reluctance to movement results from your fears Of failure, but this agony you can well skip. You always have the freedom to feel as you choose.
There is only attraction. There’s no assertion. When you try to force something it rarely works out. When desires and beliefs match are when things occur That will be most delightful. The life you prefer Is available to you. You do have much clout In commanding the universe, and it is fun.
You have unwillingly calibrated to things And beliefs about things you do not even want Through unconscious behaviors that you can release. The power of your presence is eternal peace And the life you enjoy here can be but a jaunt. You’ll get used to a new heart that constantly sings.
If you’re more aware of what you are perceiving And less so of how others are perceiving you, You can stay in the art of allowing always. You did not really come here to spend all your days Understanding perceptions of others. It’s true That it adds some resistance to all your grieving.
I have consciousness flowing to me and through me. Everyone who has ever lived has their own view. They’re looking at this moment not as I see it But from spirit – a vantage point that defies wit. Allowing is made simple. All I have to do Is to stay in the receptive mode constantly.
That part outside yourself that you’re trying to reach You will find is inside you. If you are tuning Yourself to the frequency of it you will find That you are it. It’s vital that you never mind Anything that does not support what you’re doing. You are all of the pieces and emulate each.
Consciousness of pure intellect and of feeling Is that which can assist me right here and right now. Do not let conditions that I cannot control Rob the life force within me and cripple my soul. With some practice I can train myself to allow Loving grace which makes life so much more appealing.
Things are not the way I want. It’s getting me down, And I’m not in a position where I can see How to get what I want. What on earth should I do? I keep repeating this until my mind turns blue, But I need to do something or I’ll never be In fulfillment. Yet I can’t help wearing a frown.
I have this thing all backwards according to those Of a better vibration than I can produce Here and now in my agony. It makes no sense That when I feel like this nothing good will commence. In fact all is against me if I don’t make use Of content with my journey. My higher self knows.
The journey is the destination. I can know That I can find fulfillment each part of the way To the way that I’m after. I’ll do everything In my power to entertain thoughts that will bring Feelings of satisfaction and not of dismay. Focusing on what’s missing is not how to go.
What I want is unfolding, and I’m satisfied. I am in the receiving mode and ready for The next piece of the puzzle, and then the next one. They won’t come if I’m troubled. I can’t be undone By the present which isn’t so tragic a bore. What I wish with a pure heart cannot be denied.
Soul contracts are agreements we enter into Before birth because souls involved will be bonded Together for some time for lessons to be learned That are raw and specific. Our guides are concerned That we grow through experience. We’ve responded To spiritual process. It is nothing new.
Before this contract is created we will meet With our guides who permit us to plan and design Which life lessons and situations might be best For each soul’s evolution. What we manifest In the way of our karma may fall out of line With intentions original. It’s not defeat.
When all lessons are learned then the contract will end. When that happens folks respond in various ways. Like losing an old friend some may feel great sorrow. But some may be quite happy to let someone go Who had been a real asshole throughout all the days Of the contract’s duration. Have you made a friend?
The end of a soul contract ends only a part Of your life. The next chapter will always be there. With certain understanding we learn and engage Our manifold relationships on the life stage. We instruct one another to be more aware Of the matters that matter so much to the heart.
You want to help the world be a wonderful place. The better your life is the more you want that for Everyone in the whole world. So far all is true. The point of least resistance is your only clue To the life that you want, special blessings, and more. Positive Expectation is your certain grace.
You can’t vibrate for someone else. You can only Live your life and control your point of attraction. You can influence others through the clarity Of your shining example that others can see. With a cleaner vibration it can all be fun. You control what you think and let how things are be.
Thinking thoughts that you don’t want to turn into things Is a scourge of a habit. You know that by now. Meditation or sleep will stop the momentum Of a thought that is negative. You overcome By changing its direction. This way you allow The divine puppet master to pull at your strings.
Let the control that you seek be only about Controlling your own Positive Expectation. Then your point of attraction you control as well. You know that there are places where you mustn’t dwell. The whole universe is in cooperation With your total wellbeing. Harbor not a doubt.
Spirit and feathered creatures work well together. My grandmother transitioned a few days ago. Since then I’ve been seeing cardinals everywhere. Does this have some significance, and should I care? They do have my attention, yet all that they know Is that it’s a fine day. Other creatures concur.
They are not my grandmother, but what can they mean? Is it coincidental, or am I addressed With a message from spirit directly from her? Could I be much the wiser in this if I were More attentive… or something? To give it my best Is my intent. I must keep my vibration clean.
These birds are brightly colored, and they are around Where I live, so the mystery is lessened some But the birds are susceptible, meaning they are Easily influenced by those energies far From the realm of the physical. Messages from The nonphysical quarters are real and profound.
Birds are excellent at what they do to maintain Connection with the spirit world. They are willing To do what e’er it takes to get our attention. It remains beyond all human comprehension How the integration can be most fulfilling. The work of these creatures is never done in vain.
Can I think of my life as a mission unique If so many just like me are doing the same? Fundamentally I know that I’m different Than most folks in a lot of ways, and I have spent A lifetime finding my token in this big game. There’s a price to be paid for my being oblique.
I don’t think I could act normally if I tried. Indeed I’ve tried a whole bunch and all of it wrong. I believe I’m a loser, and that is tragic. When I look in the mirror I make myself sick. Is there some truly fucked world where I might belong? I know that life is so only if I decide.
How much time have I left to do what I must do To clean my nasty toilet of lifelong ill deeds? It would take a fortune just to get out of debt. When I leave this world I’ll do so with no regret. I did give it my damnedest. My bitter heart bleeds For the life that I might have lived and that I knew.
I am writing from my heart. This is a snapshot Of the monsoon of moments that flow through my day. It may not be worth sharing. I give not a damn. Take it as entertainment. The fool that I am Gives me absolute license to do things my way. This old self and my writing is all that I’ve got.
All I need to know is that it’s already done. I’ve identified something that I want and I Can maintain my alignment. I’ll build momentum So that all the sooner that which I want will come. But a wise inner voice says that I ought to try A lot less and to trust in the process begun.
Constant trusting that the process works without fail Is all that it requires. I have put it all there – Everything that I want. I can’t keep focusing On the absence. I will not accomplish a thing But a blocking of that which is going nowhere. They exist in my mind’s eye in vivid detail.
It is not about thinking about it a lot. Too much of that will lead me into depression. To accept that the process is worthy and real There must be some passion in the way that I feel For the thing that is wanted, and I am someone Who can maintain a blissful state absent of thought.
I Must Chill. That’s the bottom line. Just let things be. Everything is accomplished. I need to relax And allow things to happen. It is not okay If I’m feeling discomfort. I must steer away From diversions and self-sabotaging attacks. I let myself move toward what I want to see.
Soon your true love will be knocking at your front door. If you care to believe that then go right ahead. Miracles can occur if you know this is true But if you’re feeling tension one thing you can do To address the phenomenon which is widespread Is to focus your feeling a little bit more.
Think only of your appreciation for all That the person means to you. Pay no attention To what you think the other is feeling for you. Do not try to prepare yourself. You won’t be true To who you are, then psychosis may have begun. False starts are not advised, but that is your own call.
Prepare yourself for the person who loves seeing, And wanting, and loving. It’s all about the flow Outward from you as elegant love energy. You have no concern for what comes back. That will be Taken care of by Law of Attraction. Do know That the person you want is the one you’re being.
If someone that you wanted to love you did not Yours is not the imbalance. It clearly is theirs. Think about what you want and especially why. Keep your focus on loving, and do not be shy With the person you know deep inside really cares About you. This acknowledgement matters a lot.
I feel that I’ve accomplished something this morning. I’ve always been trying things and watching outcomes And I have been getting better in my results. It would seem I’m a lot saner than most adults. Happiness is my life. I beat only those drums That enthrall and excite me more than anything.
When I woke this morning, I felt that I was me. I don’t think I’ve felt quite this way ever before. As it lasted for hours, I was wide awake And not thinking about anything. What I make Of this realization is that I am more Than I am. I’m not separate from all that be.
I’m so grateful that I can express how I feel. Now that I know that feeling, I know perfect peace. I am just so comfortable with everything And the realization continues to bring Moments of deep contentment along with release Of those patterns of thinking that are not ideal.
I’m still working it out, but I’ve finally found What I’m looking for and my connection as well. I’ve consulted the world, and it is fine with me. I’ve a new sense of pride because I’m completely In a world of near ecstasy, if you can’t tell. My guiding star emotion is pure when unbound.
What would we want future generations to know… Who will be on this planet some eons from now? Today is a time capsule. We are dead sea scrolls. In a thousand years’ time folks will take on their roles As astute analyzers who will not allow Us to be unexamined. That’s the way things go.
Things I would like to tell them remain manifold And of two categories: moral and mental. There will be plenty of intellectuals then. They should only consider what are the facts when Studying any matter. Do not take the fall For diversion to preferences you may hold.
Very simple is the moral thing I would say: Love is Wise. Hatred is foolish. That’s about it. Evil is tolerated on this troubled earth. What we learn in this schoolhouse is of immense worth In terms of the healthy rearing of the spirit. All must learn that there are certain laws to obey.
We are getting more interconnected which means We are much more familiar and prone to contempt Yet we must learn to tolerate one another. People will behave in ways we would not prefer. It is vital that we keep our vibrations kempt And allow loving wisdom to enter our genes.
There are some reasons to ignore reality. One can just find that feeling place and wallow there In the bliss of contentment and that is okay If you do find some peace in living life this way. It’s in no way dynamic yet you are aware Of the fullness of yourself and how you should be.
In your ignorance it’s easier then to feel Your way into that state where nothing can go wrong. Tuning into your wholeness, focused attention You give to all of life. There’s no need to mention The ignorable horror which is a sad song. Are you called Pollyanna for not being real?
Undivided attention to life you shall give After some hibernation – enough to get you Feeling passion for something that you already Love to do when you’re being the best you can be. It is not complicated, this thing you must do In order to live the way that you want to live.
When someone asks, “How are you,” do speak what is true: “I have never been better. Angels have blessed me
With a world of abundance. I’m in paradise…” You might blow them away, but they must pay the price For their asking. You can be assured they won’t be Calling you Pollyanna or messing with you.
Lethal forms of expression are God given rights Among those who breathe hatred all day, every day. The setup for mass murder is fully in place. Frequently people die just because of their race In this land of gross freedoms. With full on display, Terrorists stand united. Why are they all whites?
Never once in my long life have I understood Why it’s whites against non-whites and not the reverse. Histories I’ve been taught demonstrate this as fact. White folk have much less fear of their being attacked Just because of their whiteness. It feels like a curse To be non-white in this land. How can this be good?
Having failed to put myself in white racist shoes, I cannot look at me and my kind with disdain. If I could I’d be just as my hurt ancestors Who knew noting of hatred, expansion, or wars. I can’t look at the white race without psychic pain I’ve discernment for ugliness if I so choose.
Restlessness Of The Natives of this white man’s land Is severely apparent and will continue Until we either self-destruct or get a clue That for our survival there are things we can do To deal with barbarism of now but a few. I do not want to perish by their evil hand.
Lately I’ve been feeling that something wants to change. It was driving me crazy that I didn’t know What on earth that would look like and what I must do To help shape things the way I want. I have no clue As to how it will unfold. I’m confident though That my dream will become real. Now does this sound strange?
As I stand in my wholeness in full resonance With who I am and revel in what’s taking place In my day to day living, I can recognize Changes making their way to me. Thus it is wise To remain optimistic. The challenge I face Is that it ain’t that easy although it makes sense.
Deliberate Creation sounds so wonderful, But like most heavy duty tools one must take care In its safe operation. It takes self-control To ignore the way things are, but my weary soul Must find something that works. I would consider prayer Does it have to be painful to sort through the bull?
I become a cooperative component When I lose the resistance of my awareness Of the way I don’t want things. It’s rather tricky To focus on specifics, but being happy Guarantees my connection and total access To the ever available grace of content.
Basic laws of physics we can well understand. We need not attend classes about gravity. “If you don’t get this training you might well fall up!” It is insulting to be treated like a pup. Many children are missing though. So could it be That for some of us this understanding is banned?
The laws are consistent as they work just the same For all creatures existing. We learn how to use Them to our full advantage. Laws of Attraction Are the engine we use to get everything done. They make no exception nor mistake. We may choose To ignore their existence and wallow in blame.
We can’t speak about Laws of Attraction without Reference to momentum, its elegant child. When you focus on one thought about anything Within moments you open up to a wellspring Of thoughts like it. It’s as if the mind has gone wild. Often times you have felt this. I have not a doubt.
A reprieve from momentum you get as you sleep. The engine of beliefs and wants must have a rest. When you wake don’t refill your mind with yesterday. Think of things that excite you. With practice you’ll stay In a good natured state – not angry or depressed. You will be astounded by the blessings you’ll reap.
Your awareness of where you are can hold you back. Strongly believable is your reality Because it’s translated by physical senses. You see things then believe them. The consequences Are your strong dispositions. Yet if you could be A being of perfection you’d still get some flack.
You are here to create your own reality – Not to face someone else’s. Some folks recreate What they’re facing already, again and again. Powerful belief systems are reinforced, then There are conflicting mindsets to coordinate Along with others telling you how you should be.
Stop looking so much at what is, first and foremost. How far you are away from the unfulfilled dream Has not to do with distance nor time it may take. It’s about vibration. Consciously while awake You decide to get happy then on comes a stream Of sustaining fulfillment of which you may boast.
When you sleep, all momentum stops. When you awake, Your vibration is neutral. This time is the best To find reasons to feel good – the more the better. Then your day will unfold the way you would prefer. Don’t worry or think things that will make you depressed. Your doubting and complaining would be a mistake.
Soul agreements are made outside of time and space. Often they are forgotten in this dimension. Distracted by this day to day reality, Living can be a challenge. While blind we can’t see What it is we had written. Whatever is done Without guidance may result in harm and disgrace.
Connections from the present we make to the past. We believe they’re essential for drawing upon Information from past lives to help with the theme That was chosen for this one. Within the daydream Are subconscious reflections, and from them are drawn Insights from the vast pool that the soul has amassed.
Linear is our thinking. We can’t go beyond Our imperfect perceptions of experience. Time and space are illusory. All that occurs Does so all at once. We are at best amateurs When it comes to experience. Don’t take offense. It is futile to look at the truth and despond.
Simultaneous is the nature of being. Connections that we make and break are dynamic, Ever changing, and subtle. The changes we make To past lives and this present one are for the sake Of them all that they all may become fantastic. Knowledge of how it all works is truly freeing.
When you’re into the flow of things life is a breeze. You feel full, well connected, and part of the whole Of all that is created. Ascended masters Guide you through your existence. Whatever occurs You remain unaffected. You have trained your soul To be calm, contented, and quite easy to please.
Your akashic record you may care to peruse. You are interested in your tapping into The power of your higher self. There is a way, But you need not believe in a word that I say Until you’ve tried some things out. The human in you Demands proof, or else its truth you’ll flat out refuse.
The body is a complex energy system. It is composed of chakras. The one that’s outside Is the Soul Star Chakra. It is above the head. Through this chakra, divine love you are being fed. Everyone has this access. It can’t be denied Nor can it be a thing that someone could condemn.
As you’re grounded and prepared for deeper insights To come to you, the activation has begun. In a nice quiet place focus on your breathing. Imagine white or golden light that is bringing Loving grace and a peace that’s as warm as the sun To your Solar Star Chakra through your days and nights.
Believing is the momentum of practiced thought. I would love to feel fresher in things that I think. Is it better that fewer beliefs enter in This now moment’s equation? And is it a sin That I’m so overwhelmed that I’m close to the brink Of eternal confusion where I’m all I’ve got?
It feels that I should do something – what I don’t know. Cleaning up my vibration may be what is best. How I do that is through my appreciation. As I become addicted new life has begun. No longer do I feel so alone and depressed. Of the thoughts of my evil past I must let go.
The fresh feeling of satisfaction I pursue In each God given moment for all that I am. I’m aware that I created it consciously – A state of deep contentment so that I may be Receptive to life’s blessings and not to the sham. There is so little real work that I’m left to do.
If I’ve practiced feeling satisfied I will be More likely to be at peace when things are adverse. Feeling for the sake of feeling gives me freedom From the weight of conditions. I can overcome Feeling that I’m the victim of some evil curse. I may then declare my invincibility.
The Dead End I have reached. There is nowhere to go That is not without torment. “Struggle is okay,” Would say friends if I had them. “We all can relate
To the bitter taste life has. When in a lost state
Know that you’re not alone although it seems that way.” Could there be a ‘friend’ inside me who I don’t know?
What I feel is reality, and it is now. Contemplating ending it all, I find relief In the knowing that doing so may curse my soul. What if it is already too much less than whole? My own negative thinking I know is the thief Of my spirit. I’d feel better if I knew how…
So we all go through hard times, and I would do best To be patient with myself. I deserve a break. Some rest and relaxation and good exercise When I’m feeling much better is proper and wise. I must move this damned body while I am awake Whatever that may look like and rightly expressed.
I must force myself off the couch and on a walk. I can create something from the pain that I feel. Things that make me wonderful, blessed, and unique And the things I appreciate counter the bleak. I become all the better throughout the ordeal. Therapy for the psyche is positive shock.
Any person who meditates knows how it feels To be at peace and thoughtless if but for a while. Signs of things as you want them you may disbelieve Out of habit. The images that you receive Are the prelude to something complete and tactile. One must be open to what life clearly reveals.
But you are meditating – quieting the mind. In this way you suspend disbelief at your will. One cannot remain thoughtless indefinitely. Doubt returns as you experience ecstasy In your dreams of fulfillment. The ultimate thrill Is to know satisfaction in all that you find.
Do not go for certainty in any event. It will goose up the distrust. Our reality Will confirm that we shouldn’t believe it because It has not happened yet. This logic has some flaws. You may be thinking so much that you cannot see Some way clear of the self-talk that causes torment.
You can feel satisfied in the thought of some thing Not in having the power to make it happen. Feel the satisfaction and in time it will turn To the trust for which you most desperately yearn. Practice feeling delighted again and again, And find ever more things that will make your heart sing.
What is the difference between wishful thinking And true knowing? What if it’s appreciation For the life that I’m living for every reason That is positive? Now is the perfect season To find bliss in pure nothingness and the warm sun. There’s no reason to think that my world is shrinking.
The bounce I do appreciate from a bad place To a better one, or I could choose not to see That there is some relief and continue to whine When I know deep down inside that everything’s fine. I’ve played that game for so long. I’d rather be free To be in the mode of receiving divine grace.
Unseen forces that make worlds also orchestrate The movement of all matter, and every event Is already assembled. I just have to be A cooperative component willingly. If I do so, I’ll save myself useless torment. All I have to do more of is appreciate.
I know what feeling good is and how to get there. Staying there is an issue I still must work on. But I can’t figure life out. That’s already done. So instead of thinking I should be having fun. To the geekiness in this verse do give a yawn. Being notThe Last Holdout, my heart I must share.
An old woman of one hundred four years of age With hair down to her knees dances wildly about Sometimes singing and laughing but with tears flowing. An ecstatic life she lives. She loves everything As it is without judgement or lingering doubt. With all things she’s ready and willing to engage.
To know life beyond physical limitations, Psychological structures, and what is perceived Is to know life as it is happening right now. All is one living cosmos. How can one know how To feel anything different than what’s believed? Is there hope for we young inexperienced ones?
She shows intense emotion just feeding the ants. Because she is empathic she knows how it feels For all creatures to feel love come on randomly. I will kill ants on sight. They mean nothing to me But an absolute menace. My hatred reveals That I’m not quite there yet. What an odd circumstance!
I would not get a scolding for being this way Nor would she try to stop my incongruous act. With her laughter and tears flowing I’ll understand Why her love and compassion are awfully grand. What we do here may have an unrighteous impact. Am I willing to carry along come what may?
I would like to be able to communicate Directly with my maker as some of us can. I know that it is possible for anyone. I need answers to my questions. I receive none. Perhaps it is because I am feeling less than One deserving of answers. It’s worth some debate.
Some people speak with their God as if they’re old friends. Others do in the same way and call it good luck Or timing, the right resources, or just magic To connect them with God. Is there some special trick To the asking for guidance? Indeed, I’m dumbstruck By the complex simplicity that life intends.
It is said that it’s subtle in the beginning. Connecting with your God source means your alignment With the answer forthcoming and not the question. It is through meditation that this can be done. When you quiet the mind you relieve the torment Of your bad habit of overanalyzing.
Let the questions rest within you but for a day. Ponder them in great detail to get clarity. Then the next day get quiet and just meditate But not on the questions. Confusion you’d create. When you’ve finished listen for what flows easily. You become more insightful in living this way.
Back to work – the big storm dream is thus come and gone. Delusions of nostalgia for life in the womb Dissipate in the daylight along with the quest To release what has always been tough to digest. There’s a big call to duty, and life must resume. From wherever, all life coping forces are drawn.
And the work is not obvious right off the bat. There seems to be confusion as to how work feels. If it drains the life out of you and causes harm To your delicate body, this should cause alarm. True work is of a nature which often reveals Special passion and talent. What’s cooler than that?
The most primary work to be done is to feel At your loving best most of the time you are here. It takes practice and patience to get to that place Where you can be delighted at will by the grace Given by divine forces. Your fortune is near In the things that, for you, are eternally real.
Your routine is as changeable as you want it. To be drenched in such freedom is to be allowed All the choices available for you to make. Improve yourself not for anyone else’s sake. For the work that you do feel genuinely proud. You can play out your life just the way you see fit.
Would I know it was Sunday without a device Of some kind to inform me of reality? At some point it should matter not that time exists Or does not, as is in the minds of the sophists. The air, pregnant with magical moisture, to me, Is awfully enchanting which is really nice.
Go ahead, then! Be with child, blessed atmosphere! You and I both deserve it. Our hearts become one Beating entity. Growing anticipation Of the torrents oncoming define what is fun. To behold in protection the cleansing begun, In a state of comfort I am as it draws near.
Water falling to the earth is such a big deal. I can’t get enough of it. If in a dry place Then my mood will be stricken with consciousness drought. Something about the wetness I can’t live without. Super liquid dark matter, consume and embrace All that needs readjustment and more time to heal.
At once, I am my higher self and the one here With a flesh and blood vessel and a unique take On all that I experience. I love the rain. It’s movement almost guarantees release of pain. I believe that my being deserves such a break From the desiccant nature of my worldly fear.
At the five-o-clock point of the colon is where I am stuck like an overgrown presence of pain That can’t be gotten rid of. I simply must wait. In the meantime I’m losing the will to create. It would seem that this body is on a campaign To teach me a damned lesson… perhaps not to swear.
World War Three in slow motion is instant world news. It mirrors well the conflict that rages in me. Must there be some connection wherein I may find A solution to offer relief of some kind? Doctors say that I’m normal. It’s hard to agree, But if I don’t, it will be a battle I’ll lose.
The Movement is ongoing and awfully slow Like the news. My world issues are known by no one But my own consciousness in a state of duress. By my writing about this I may gain success In at least finding humor and ultimate fun With this living dilemma wherein I must grow.
I can treat my trick muscle with comic relief Of a kind that is corny yet tickles the mind Into instant exposure to some healing grace. It remains ever important that I embrace Every wonderful thought and feeling I can find And pray that the presence of my pain will be brief.
Do you like working for the money that you get? Indeed, do you like money and how well it flows Into your life experience? Is the feeling One of bliss in knowing you’re fully deserving? Can you just allow all that its blessing bestows? Or must you justify it due to your mindset?
Is the justifying that you’re doing your way Of allowing? Can you feel that there’s enough room To play with? You can shift your perspective so that You can be more allowing. You’ll get that down pat. Then less justification you’ll need to assume. Feeling good about money enlivens your day.
There are those who work hard and don’t have a whole lot. There are others who work little and are wealthy. The latter are the ones who have figured it out. It is not about action. They know beyond doubt. It’s about your vibration and being healthy. If you want change to happen, do give it a shot.
The real work that you do is about energy… About habits and attitudes and feeling good. It’s telling the new story the way it should be… Just as you want it to play out and exactly As is by divine forces it is understood. Thoughts of recession cannot be reality.
In four times that it takes for a thought to become Registered in the psyche, magic can take place In the way of pure freedom of seeing just how My own thoughts that are negative must disallow The least bit of attention. I know that my grace Is in going more general. I’ll beat that drum.
If I start off by thinking of just having fun… People laughing and moving about gleefully… Then more thoughts like that follow. But if I get stuck In a negative thought stream, am I out of luck? Noticing when I am there may train me to be Mindful of how, in general, life is to run.
If my thought takes a downturn, and I act quickly, I can simply stop thinking it before it grows Into much of a monster. I can start again Going general until I reach the point when I can do it unconsciously. Who would oppose Having heart healing focus? That wouldn’t be me.
The specifics fill into my general view Of this life that I’m given as I play along Not opposing the present. The way things may be May not be the reason for my not being free To live life any better than utterly wrong. In a handful of seconds, all can become new.
If I feel I’m disgusting in some subtle ways That delve into more obvious character flaws Among even those I know of who I belong Do I then reevaluate where I’ve gone wrong? Have I failed at obeying spiritual laws? Why do I fear someone giving me too much praise?
When I know what I don’t want, I know what I do. There is nothing illogical or incorrect About this fundamental statement. It tells me That with any one thing, there are two ways to see. What I do want is the proper one to select If I am to enjoy life. This has to be true.
I invite supreme judgement through others like me. Self-incrimination for all wrong I have done Seems to be what I’m acting out. Never have I Been in such a soul searching. Need I wonder why? I shall feel better when deep purging has begun To expel evil spirits and set my own free.
They do not mean disaster. They are meant to guide Me from acting contrary to all I’ve become. People do transmit loving thoughts regularly. As I focus less on their judgements I can be Receptive to the blessings that clearly come from My ability innate to be terrified.
The digestion of life comes with issues for some. Their existence intolerance debilitates. Feeling stuck in the plumbing each waking moment Moves them to take such actions that they may lament. Fortunate is the person who eliminates With no problems like obstructions to overcome.
Who can speak of resistance to natural flow? All who breathe and draw sustenance know how it feels For the muscular rhythm to pass stuff along. If it’s not working properly, something is wrong With the mind – not the body. The spirit that heals Is at work at each moment. It’s good that all know.
Chicken soup and disaster do not separate. At the pit of the body the two become one. This becomes problematic. How can I not feed On the things that I don’t want? How can I be freed From the stuff that is in there that feels like a ton? I’m so backed up on living that I can’t see straight.
Proper diet is indicated – but what of? By denying it and putting on a fake show Or by beating myself up for not feeling well I create malnutrition and cannot compel The least bit of a presence. The good that I know Is that I’m being guided by infinite love.
Nothing is wrong in Kansas as far as I see, And I must see it that way if I’m to survive. Transformation of vision comes with some practice. Things that I believe wrongly I’m free to dismiss. All that I know I’m ready to sort and archive. Everything I belong to becomes part of me.
There are people who care about me that I know. It is not out of pretense that they express it. Had I not thought that these people had it in them? The light of my life force shines but ever so dim… Much too often and too much for me to admit. Is it time for what I hold to kindly let go?
Awakened to the true love that does surround me, Do I feel not deserving still due to my shame? And can I show my sorrow, although it is true, To myself and the universe? What can I do To receive people’s love? Does this life that I claim Have a sense of direction spiritually?
If my life had no guidance then would it be so That I have many choices to throw me off track? If I offer the question, my path I must know At a much deeper level. It’s time I let go Of constant self-undoing and never look back At the life gone asunder played out long ago.
“What’s Your Social?”, it’s asked, and there is a response. Everyone knows the drill and will play by the rules. ‘Your Social’ is unique enough to cast a spell On the physical consciousness. It does this well It’s expected that all behave like molecules That are totally driven by their needs and wants.
It’s a personal question, so one must take care Not to disclose the puzzle piece of the heartbeat To unauthorized persons. No one wonders why Nor is there any problem. By law all comply. Can one mess with a system that cannot be beat? Anyone thinking they can had better beware.
One Of Us or of any is meant to be one Of all ones to be thought of… meaning everything From the one who is singular to all there are. One need not know their oneness by looking too far Into rational thought and literal meaning. The conceptual mantra can get a lot done.
It’s no mark of acceptance – just of inclusion Within orders created by one’s circumstance. To be known as One Of Us feels like I belong To something that has meaning. All that I’ve done wrong Tells me strongly that I will get no second chance To behave in a better way with everyone.
Simple, self-solving puzzles make up the machine That makes up all existence. I’m given this day To be guided the right way in all that I do. If I can get excited in my getting through The next segment of consciousness, there I would stay. As an evolving engine, I am a bit green.
Life is all up in this mess I seem to perceive With my physical senses. The bits and pieces, As they fall into place automatically, Move my mind to solutions that I now can’t see. If I look at things this way, my mood increases. There is infinite power in what I believe.
People suffer and prosper upon this same pile. Most eyes are meant to see it much more than are not… How the plague of injustice stands ever erect Against basic humanity, yet we connect To bring love and support. Someone’s sinister plot Is an ultimate failure that can’t last a while.
That this day is a blessing is already done. It is I who must live that and make it for real. Not a social injustice is suffered in vain. In surviving and knowing, I lessen the pain Of the stricken by feeling what they often feel. Then I can look forward to a new self begun.
Almost all of my life I’ve been mentally ill. This profound revelation comes at a late stage. I have made poor decisions that caused harm and grief. In a fit of psychosis beyond my belief, I have severed my roots. I am left to engage In extreme self-analysis. It is no thrill.
I’m face down in my own crap, and my, what a mess. It would take me a lifetime to straighten things out. But I’ve already screwed up this life as it be. Can I find a solution somewhere inside me? Quickly I was approaching the terminal doubt… That I should not have been born. I feel less than less.
What I wanted my whole life I already had… Loving parents, a fine home, and family life. I flushed that down the toilet. Now, having done so, I am haunted by thoughts of where my soul might go, But at least I’d not be here to cause people strife. I recall only times when I’ve made people sad.
My big plan is to clean up the big mess I’ve made. With the help of my God I can get this thing done. I shall pay off my huge debts and own property Through the special talents God bestowed upon me. All that I ever wanted was to be someone Who is loving, and I am still on that crusade.
Critical is the nature of all that is real. Life maintained is a symphony of submission To process… it’s profundity, having known hell. Painfully, my own story is pleasant to tell. The revealed Magic Realist and I are one. Intertwined human troubles I rightly must feel.
Easily I am grateful now that the world view I allow to possess me with its circuitry. Already with my deep guilt that I cannot hide, Ignorance of reality, never implied, Yet the interdependence is made part of me. I digest the late wake up call. Can it get through?
Never mind a life crisis to forecast the end Of a thing become tangled in self-awareness. Knowing now its fragility, I taste respect. The finite probability has the effect Of defining the issues I need to address. This complex human puzzle I must comprehend.
Surrender this old body to forces divine. The coming machine cycle is due to occur. The grand clock of existence is mine to express Through the real me evolving. I can’t go for less Than the grace necessary to be as it were In eternal alignment with all that is mine.
I have prayed for so many years for certain things But it seems that the more that I do, the harder I feel about receiving the things I pray for. I always wonder if I could do something more For my wanted manifestations to occur. I lose faith in my meaningless prayer offerings.
This puzzle of thinking is familiar to some. I’ll include myself in this. I often forget That there are two different ways that one can pray… Out of neediness or thankfulness. And which way Proves to be more effective? It’s an easy bet. Just because you feel needy, you are never scum.
All prayers are not answered in the order received. They’re addressed instantaneously in the mind Of the Master Creator. Appreciation Is the best kind of prayer for indeed everyone. If you ask in a whiny voice you will not find That your prayers have been heard and all has been achieved.
Pray from inside your happiness. Be thankful for All there is in your life that is most wonderful. Don’t pray from scarcity or from feeling that you Are not more than deserving. You’ve nothing to do But believe your magnificence and be grateful For what you have already. Then you’ll receive more.
A tree has many branches and many more leaves. It provides shade and comfort and filters the air Of contaminants put there by some odd species. Some leaves break for the wind. Others die of disease. One cannot get mad at them. That wouldn’t be fair To nature as a process the whole world perceives.
High and dry leaves leave branches. The stiff winter cold Takes its toll on the tree’s staying fully awake For the season oncoming. It must fall asleep. To consider its losses would be rather cheap Because it knows that it has not made a mistake. By forces infinite it knows that it’s controlled.
If someone wants to leave you, you must let them go Though it will not be easy. If you know you’ve done Everything you could dream of to make things alright. You must know that you’ve done so and then take delight In the new opportunity that has begun. As the leaf who remains intact you then can grow.
People change with the seasons, always wanting more Than they had to begin with – or so they perceived. Can you love yourself enough to just let them go? Only in solitude are you able to know Yourself inside and out, and once this is achieved, You’ll attract someone who you will truly adore.
What if things in the mirror occurred that do not In reality? That would be interesting. It would be like another world parallel to This one that we are living. Which one would be true? Ideas such as this do not a headache bring If one has been accustomed to thinking a lot.
What if we could cross over into that domain That can only be known by mirror reflection And take care of some business while we’re over there That we wouldn’t have to bother much with elsewhere? Would it be an efficient way to get things done? Or would all of our work there be done quite in vain?
Each of us is a reflective surface to all People that we encounter as we interact. We can reach into others and change how they feel About images of us. We also conceal Our true vision of things. Not making eye contact Makes the reflective surface an effective wall.
Synchronicity is a sense of awareness Of glimpses into other realms, Perfect timing Is the organizing principle of belief In a wonderful real world. There can be relief Through each blessing acknowledged. Release the wellspring Of abundant wellbeing. Go for nothing less.
Seven point eight three hertz is the earth’s frequency Or somewhere around there. It does fluctuate some Depending on a number of variables Over certain longitudinal time tables. All of the natural rhythms of life come from The cycle fundamental to being healthy.
It’s called the Schumann Resonance, just to be fair. It was Nikola Tesla who figured out how Harmonics of this frequency can be applied To our vast electronics, but then the dude died. We could benefit from his wisdom here and now If the powers controlling this green earth would care.
Radiations from our electronics affect Living things on this planet in numerous ways. They’ve been known to cause illnesses like depression, Heart disease, and cancer, all while we’re having fun With our nifty devices. Yet nobody pays Much attention. Is this what we’ve come to expect?
It’s been proven by science that tuning into The earth’s magnetic frequency reduces stress. It improves brain function and rejuvenation Of the cells of the body of the injured one… And all life. There’s no illness that we need address But our own limitations, including our view.
All because of the context in which I’m focused, Understanding who I am I take on with glee. I like nitty gritty experiences where I acknowledge that things could be better, and there Is a trust that I feel that no harm comes to me. If I can find some laughter in life, it is just.
I make too much of all of this. Life should be fun. If I lighten up more I’ll find humor in things. I’m too hard on myself in my relationship With where I want to be. Misery I can skip If I make peace with where I am. Many blessings Are available to me, the determined one.
I’ll play down all the negative things about me And play up everything positive I can find In a life punctuated with so much disgust. How I wish I were able to turn it to dust But I can’t so I’m forced to just leave it behind. In my next life I shall behave differently.
I must know that the universe will yield to me All that I’ve created both now and forever. Were I given a glimpse of the aerial view Of my life’s full potential, I wouldn’t be blue. I would be laughing insanely at whatever. I’m already crazy. The rest comes easily.
The best thing about contrast is that it helps me To see black and white clearly when I have the need To see through the eyes of those who see their own fear In the eyes of their enemies as I appear To be one of the two things. In truth, I am freed From my own misperceptions if I dare to be.
And indeed It’s a blessing to take it all in. Sorting through what life offers is why I exist. Mediocre my life has been compared to those Of my race whose ambition and excellence shows That I should not have been born. The thought is dismissed At the height of each moment of living in sin.
I thank God for the moments – each and every one, For that space within each one is where I release What is not of use to me and begin anew. I’ll rely on God’s guidance in all that I do. Can I not truly say I believe in world peace? Peace within my own person is the solution.
I’ll get used to things working out. Often they do. Wholesome ideas flowing and perfect timing Are what is natural. It is not the reverse. Thinking otherwise things can only get much worse. Surely nothing can interfere with my rhyming. Doing what I enjoy keeps me from feeling blue.
The Collective Unconscious all people create. It contains memories of which we’re not aware… Also archetypes. It is a vast database That has the history of the whole human race. We all have access to it, and through it we share Basic understandings that are without debate.
Archetypes are symbols we know instinctively. ‘The Mother’ is a perfect example of one. Everyone, no matter how different they are, Will respond in the same way (which isn’t bizarre) To a mothering figure. There’s a connection Among oneself and others most naturally.
Always cultures of domination are fear based. Those who dominate believe they have no power To create their reality. So they become The despicable tyrants whose actions come from A deep need to be noticed. The will to devour Is of self-centered righteousness and is misplaced.
To deny that you’re in denial reinforces Negative belief systems. Then you will project Onto others what in yourself you truly hate. Understand that we are not the victims of fate. Knowledge of what is dealt with may serve to protect One from the depletion of psychic resources.
Ominous is the feeling that cripples my soul. What may happen is dreadful. I can’t think about Devastation, poverty, and deep emptiness. If I’m so out of balance and crippled with stress Over what I’ve created, there is little doubt That I can get a grip and take back some control.
How can I shift my frequency, when in despair, To one higher, if that is even possible? Luckily it can be done without going mad Through a process and promise that is ironclad. I can save my own life if I am docible Of the logic of wellbeing which isn’t rare.
Everything is a lesson. Each experience Is for me a perfect opportunity to Let myself be the best student that I can be. I would gain some awareness of dark parts of me. Giving up is the worst thing on earth I could do. Nonexistence is futile and doesn’t make sense.
To say that it’s too difficult reinforces My belief that it’s difficult. I can divest Myself of negative thoughts about what is taught. If I see myself in others, I won’t be caught In the trap of hopelessness. This life is the test. Its curriculum consists of many courses.
Some things I can’t believe. They don’t make any sense – Like the human condition and why I exist. Other things have some meaning when I’m feeling fine. Enigmatic this world seems. Is it by design That to question everything I cannot resist? Should I not get some justice for my small expense?
Questions are left unanswered in this time and place. Things that happen are left to the throw of the dice. I cannot get excited about what goes on. Certain signs of stability and truth are gone. Why do people make the ultimate sacrifice? I’m ashamed to be part of this sick human race.
It’s useless for me to keep my head in the sand. Through the earth information seeps into my mind Of the death and destruction. The utter despair Is too much for me to say that I do not care Because I’m not affected. Little I can find To divert my attention. I don’t understand.
All I do know is that things are just as they are. I’ll expend very little psychic energy On the judgement of anything. Then I may find That the answer is perfect for my simple mind. It may be worth my best while to just let things be. The next poem I write may be just as bizarre.
We can always recognize what we don’t prefer But the concept of recognizing doesn’t mean That we need to invalidate or take up arms Against what is not wanted. This behavior harms One’s sublime peace of spirit and mental hygiene. We can choose in our lives what we want to occur.
From a neutral, observational position, We can recognize what is not wanted without Placing negative judgement. Each choice is valid In its own right, though it’s hard to see this amid Atmospheric conditions of terror and doubt. Judging is not the way to get anything done.
Everything is neutral, but we charge everything With emotional judgement. Thus we magnetize Ourselves to situations that may be adverse To the way that we want things. Indeed it’s a curse To hold on to resentments, and it is unwise To not be neutral. Clarity is appealing.
What reason can I have, then, to judge anyone? From a place of neutrality I have power Over how things affect me. My freedom of choice Means that I can always find reason to rejoice. What I find in myself that is wicked and sour I will seek out in others as some solution.
If it’s right in our face or some lightyears away It cannot really matter. We’re not affected By something someone offers that is negative. The higher vibration is to learn to forgive Ignorance for the soul that is truly misled. But how many can do that in this world today?
I create when I’m happy. It’s a piece of cake I can eat and have also. There is always more Where it came from. It feels like I’m dancing on air. I can do almost anything, and I’m aware Of the good that keeps coming. I’ve opened the door To a world of excitement. I’m now wide awake.
Excuses I hold onto are anchors of fear Of my moving ahead with what I want to do. I’m bogged down in the details of life as it seems And there’s not enough time to attend to my dreams. I can manage my focus to better get through Difficult situations. I can remain clear.
“Make no effort unless you are feeling your best.” It’s a motto I live by. If I feel despair Or discomfort of any kind, I must chill out. Any action taken will be laden with doubt. If I’m stuck in that circumstance I must take care That I don’t bite off way more than I can digest.
Only when I’m excited can I be of use To myself and to others. I’m able to see The whole world as does heaven – a near perfect place That has not been receptive to infinite grace In the past, which is now. I am able to be In a state where my greatest work I can produce.
It was gross and traumatic – all that I went through. Memories still catch up with me no matter where I decide is a good place to block them away. Deep inside me where they don’t belong they will stay. Am I worthy enough to relive my despair? Is there some way that I can live my life anew?
In the present, the past is created by me. To better wrap my head around this, I accept That everything is here and now. What I can’t do Is invalidate what I don’t like. It is true That I must come from a neutral place. What is kept That is of no use can be released completely.
If I’m putting too much emphasis on the pain, I must know that I do have the power to choose To unlock from the feelings that I don’t prefer. Putting my focus elsewhere, relief will occur. Otherwise I will be open to self-abuse. Logic dictates the choice if I’ve not gone insane.
It really doesn’t matter what happens – only What I do with what happens that determines how I will deal with the future. Toxic memories Linger as long as needed until my heart sees Past my old belief systems. If I can allow Some relief in this moment, much better I’ll be.
A small silicon sandwich with three copper leads, The transistor has changed the way most things are done. The controlling of current flow is of concern To the novice of nature excited to learn How electrons can benefit us as they run Through the circuits we live with that fulfill our needs.
The first one was three clumps of rock fused together And attached with electrodes. How much it’s evolved Over just a few decades! Transistors replaced The old vacuum tube triodes which were glass encased. The problem of high power and heat were resolved By this silicon substance that all would prefer.
They can be used as switches or amplifiers. A large current is controlled with a small voltage At the base, so it functions just like a faucet. We delight in our propensity to cosset Electronic behavior upon the world stage. This knowledge is of benefit to amateurs.
The function of the transistor is multiplied By the billions by now. Data bits they can store As each one can be on or off at any time But never on and off. That would be such a crime To the physicists who would want to declare war. The nature of one’s transistance is one of pride.
In the making of peace with the way things are now You prepare for excitement and blessings to come. Now is where your control is. Choosing how you feel In the moment, you ensure each one is ideal. You need not know the details of where all comes from. All you need do is relax and learn to allow.
Releasing of resistance relieves the tension That prevents you from feeling well inside your skin. Just Relax and be happy. Give up your struggling. All that does is create roadblocks. It doesn’t bring What it is that you’re after. Now you can begin Feeling better. Get ready for your ascension.
The first manifestation you experience As you relax some is an emotional one. You feel better, and this is most significant. The least bit of relief that is felt will enchant Your most creative spirit. You can get more done Doing nothing but being fulfilled by suspense.
Who the heck cares where you are if you are on track? No one does, and you shouldn’t. All that you need do Is love this present moment and watch for the signs Of all good taking place in your life. This aligns You to your inner being – the true part of you. You will realize freedom and never look back.