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Morning Affirmation

The Beginning of a Wonderful Day

My! Last night was a blessing. I slept really well.
This moment I embrace with every part of me.
This brand new day is full of possibilities.
It’s a miracle waiting to happen with ease.
I anticipate what waits for me anxiously.
It will be magnificent from what I can tell.

Nights and days filled with joy I have gotten used to.
My sublime expectation of things working out
To my good is a treasure technique of a tool,
And how I feel this moment is just the right fuel
To excite this day’s engine and cast away doubt.
I embrace all that this day has for me to do.

I embrace the experiences lining up.
I anticipate all the opportunities
And the ease of fulfillment of my hopes and dreams.
Blessings descend upon me in multiple streams.
Every benefit due me this day I shall seize.
Pour some more gratitude into my waiting cup.

I anticipate the best to happen today.
I am ready this morning and in this moment
To commit to a good start. What unfolds for me
Will surprise and delight me indubitably.
Every moment of this day is marked for content.
I look forward to having this new day to play.

Lose Yourself

The 'Self' Does Not Exist

Lose Yourself In This Love… You will find everything.
In This Love, when you lose yourself, all will be well.
Lose Yourself in the moment. Do Not fear the loss.
You will rise from the earth and meet up with The Boss
While embracing the heavens. In bliss you will dwell
With others who are like you, and may angels sing!

Lose Yourself and escape from this frail earthly form.
This body is a chain, and I, its prisoner.
 I must smash through the prison wall and walk outside
With the kings and the princes. No dream is denied.
Never mind what others back on earth would prefer.
Grieving over the loss of folks is quite the norm.

Find escape from the black cloud that does surround you
Then you’ll see your own light as bright as the full moon.
Enter now into that silence. The surest way
Is to Lose Yourself each moment of every day.
What is your life about anyway but a strewn
All about mess of memories that you accrue?

My own life is a struggle. For myself I speak –
Not for anyone else here. It isn’t my place.
I have been someone naughty and too often mean.
My own silence I run from. I cannot be seen
In the light of most others. Am I a disgrace?
One’s own self loss is personal and quite unique.