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Try Less

All Is Done

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.

Start To Trust

There Is Nothing To Fear

To say that there’s no hope is abomination.
In the face of reality I harbor fear
Not for my own existence but for humankind.
Squashing manifestations, I am so inclined
To believe in a future profanely austere.
My feeling in this moment cannot be undone.

It’s because I have practiced micromanaging
And controlling conditions. I do not yet trust
What the universe can do and does constantly.
What we do here is minuscule compared to the
Planets spinning in their orbits. It seems I must
Seek a clearer understanding of everything.

There’s a difference between believing that I
Have to figure out all the components and make
Them assemble themselves in the most preferred way
Or to just understand there are forces at play
That will yield what I’m after. I’m now wide awake
So that I recognize goodness when it comes by.

Everything is always and ever working out
For me, and the source within me knows what I need.
It is logical that I sustain a level
Of alignment wherein I am free to revel
In the good that there is instead of catfish feed.
Things eventually will improve, I’ve no doubt.

Everything You’ve Asked For

Wishes Come To Be

If you’re not up to speed with who you really are
It is not condemnation. It’s stating of fact.
You respond to this simple statement of affairs
As someone who knows too much and someone who cares
About staying healthy by maintaining contact
With your own inner being which is never far.

That’s all negative emotion is. It’s a split
Between what your true self knows and your own belief.
But you know what to do now. Relax and accept
That your magic is real and not just a concept.
In accepting the concept you find true relief
Positive emotion is what you can transmit.

The Vortex contains everything you have asked for.
It’s the state of emotion that has true power.
Every dream, wish, or wanting that you’ve ever had
You can have. It’s a promise that is ironclad.
It is natural that you blossom and flower.
Every good thought leads to the creation of more.

Getting into this Vortex is not difficult.
Anyone can achieve this most high frequency
Of positive emotion. Your source knows it all.
Everything You’ve Asked For – both the big and the small
Is available to you. You just have to be
In the state of receiving to get the result.

Be Easy

...Get Happy

What goes on in a real world is ripe to be feared.
Civil War has been raging cold since Reagan’s reign.
Fair elections endangered along with the laws
Of a once free democracy gives no one pause
But the people right in there who must be insane.
Contrast is no illusion. It’s hardly revered.

But I’m here for the contrast. Isn’t everyone?
That’s how I know precisely ways things ought to be.
I’ll keep myself deliberately in a state
On my path of enlightenment absent the weight
Of a gravity timestamp. I’ll make history
In the ways that are playful, exotic, and fun.

Through sublime insignificance I play the role
Of the avid observer with passion to tell
What e’er may be of focus. A unique witness,
I need not hold resistance, for that causes stress.
I can test life with small things and watch them turn well
And then tell all about it. That makes me feel whole.

Improvement comes with practice at being easy.
It can only get better if I up the game
With attention to bigger amid the contrast
That exists to excite me. The angst is bypassed.
My uniqueness I dare to proclaim without shame.
I can make a big deal out of coming to be.

Be Easy About Life

The Purity Of Simplicity

Wishing life would get easy gets old too damned fast
For the spirit within me to keep a straight face
While pretending to see it as many highways.
Up and down, then around things, they’re often a maize
In the menacing mindscape. Is there saving grace?
Or is there no escape from the life of contrast?

“I wish I were a willow…” is no wizard’s way
To finagle a safe wiggling out of this mess
That I’d something to do with. To be but a tree
In a blanket of sunlight with no way to see
All the world it reveals is to be without stress,
Gravity notwithstanding nor how it may sway.

Rather, I am the substance of all I desire –
All the passion and focus I feed to the dream
Of becoming who I really am at my core.
Am I worthy of good things? I couldn’t be more!
My uniqueness is one with the energy stream
From which life flows. Struggle my life doesn’t require.

All There Is provides meaning to focus offered.
Holding little resistance, oneself will allow
Only good things to happen. The contrast I feel
Is the pearl in the oyster that life will reveal.
All I need do is kick back and let life endow
Me with joy and wellbeing. My Spirit Be Heard!

Seventeen Seconds

A Miracle's Creating In Moments

Seventeen is the number of seconds it takes
To create some momentum from one focused thought.
In that bit of time, can I think just of one thing
Without measuring pros and cons and what might bring
On a rabid complexity where mind is caught
In a game of survival that’s played at high stakes?

After holding a single thought consistently,
It gains attraction power. Thoughts most similar
Coalesce and get stronger within the spirit.
Energized, the emotions will play and not quit.
And there is not a danger of going too far
As the source of all being is much part of me.

Another seventeen seconds… then, another…
After sixty eight seconds, emotion runs high
And impulses come flooding in from everywhere.
Manifesting the good feeling puts me right there
Where the universe notices. No longer shy,
All the life I’m entitled to has to occur.

I can’t deal with conditions, but feelings I will
Change exclusive to anything that’s going on
Which is outside my sacred self who is at peace.
Every bit of the struggle I need to release
To the cosmos for processing. Much fear is gone
By performing this exercise just for the thrill.

Wisdom Of Youth

All The Young Sages...

We adults think we know everything to be known
And that only from us should our children be taught.
We take not this approach with our vegetables.
They don’t need any training. Nature enables
Youthful living creatures to receive what is sought.
We can learn things from children if not ego prone.

Wisdom doesn’t come from us and then trickle down
To the newest arrivals. It’s drawn from below.
As it makes its way upward through society,
What is no longer working can be completely
Overhauled or discarded. The seed we do sow
Knows of its royal essence while reaching the crown.

Our young collect pebbles, colored shiny objects,
And all sorts of things trivial to you and me.
But they are the most precious things to a young one.
They know not how to play our game. It isn’t fun
Because it’s one of power which they don’t yet see
As worthwhile and of value in certain aspects.

And we must educate them and teach them values
So that they learn the real game to play it to win.
But the game, when it’s mastered, brings on but the truth
That they had while of innocence back in their youth.
Feeling no satisfaction they suffer chagrin
Having fallen for learning the best ways to lose.

Older folk have their purpose. It’s to become wise
In the ways of experience. We learn to teach.
There’s no way to the kingdom of heaven unless
We become like children. If we can acquiesce
To the wisdom of freshness in time, we may reach
A sublime evolution as brilliant youth rise.

Thoughts On Death

The Adjustment Through Mourning

Wondering what it would be like to go to sleep
And to never wake up is the fog of mourning.
The next logical question, were it to be asked
Through gut wrenching emotion for one who has passed,
Is: “What was it like waking up after having
Never been asleep?”
(If you don’t know… This Is Deep!)

Thoughts of death bring on panic – an instinct normal
For surviving, as creatures of nature we are.
Disappearance from earth is simply seasonal.
Every current of life leads to one waterfall.
One cannot fight the current. The stream is by far
Too much for the mere ego who must feel but small.

Happiness and security doesn’t consist
Of the clinging onto things… especially change.
Senses become awakened with this much insight.
A discernible difference ever so slight
Between this world and heaven can be not so strange.
It’s been known that the two worlds indeed coexist.

We all know very well that after people die
Other people are born, and we all are the same.
We can only experience one at a time
Each and everyone of us. Is this not sublime?
When death comes to us we are still part of the game.
Letting oneself accept it is the best goodbye.