You have the ability to change the world. Are you brave enough to do it, to lead the way? To awaken your soul to see the beauty of the entire universe, to feel her energy, to call out to her?
You know what to do.
The universe is God. She is the higher power. Her stars shine down on you, they seek the purity of your soul. She asks for your heart. To spread her love, to show the world the light. To touch others with the truth of her grace and her wisdom.
The universe is God. The universe is you. Change the world.
Seek her courage.
See, speak and act from your heart. Seek the truth. Be the truth. Allow her energy to flow through your heart, to illuminate your soul, to flow through your veins. Become one with her. She seeks you. Accept her, and take from her the confidence to change all that you know and all that you are. You are her and she is you. Feel the magic of her blessings. She seeks you to create harmony. To be love.
Feel the truth. Speak it from you soul, in all that you do. Breathe the beauty of her into your heart, with every breath. Bring renewed aliveness into your body. You are powerful, you have all that you need. Create the life, the world of your dreams. For her. Educate and enlighten others. You’ve known this from the beginning. This has always been in you. This is you. You are her and she is you. You are open and aware, all seeing, all feeling, all being. The light is within you. Speak with wisdom, compassion and with love. Seek answers in the silence. Be the silence. She speaks to you. Feel no fear. A golden glow of passion and courage becomes you. Hear her whispers, seek her clues. You are divine. You have learned your lessons and now you are the teacher.
There is much to hear. There is much to learn.
Listen to the wind.
Embrace all that you are and all that you can become. Trust the path. Believe in the power of yourself. You have been chosen. You have the strength to influence change in the universe. You are one of the selected who will touch the world at it’s core. Trust, believe, all knowing, all seeing, all feeling, all being. You.
Let the light in your heart rise to your face, to send a glow from your cheeks. You are light. You are life. Allow your energy to burn bright, to shine a light out through the world, to champion what is right. Open your eyes to beauty, feel the pain of its sadness and caress it with your heart. Your soul is pure. You are the universe. Lead the way.
A question for the brave.
What are you doing today to bring life to your soul?
Give yourself permission (regardless of how busy you are) to take the time to create moments just for yourself. Moments that are therapeutic, that give you a sense of purpose, realness and aliveness. Deep personal moments. Dates with beauty and with love.
You are worth it – connect back with who you are, with what you love, with what brings light and inspiration to your heart, to your entire body.
Who are you?
You are life, you are powerful and you are free.
Own your mind and create self-genuine moments that illuminate you beyond the description of words, that inspire you to live and create a great life, to be a good person, to be courageous in your choices, to drive you to feel driven enough to live. Really, passionately live.
What are you doing today to life to your soul?
You are life. You are the light, the darkness and energy that propels the universe into endlessness. Your thoughts create the present, your energy, intentions and actions have a profound effect on the future, on your future, on the future. Each of us is connected, intertwined in the past the present and for eternity. You and I are one with each other and one with the earth. Your mind, your body and your soul are the gateway to happiness, to peace and to richness in life. Afford yourself an abundance of love to ensure the peaceful future of the earth. Forgiveness, respect, patience. Allow your heart to feel kindness, to fill with kindness; focus on the end of suffering, your suffering and ALL suffering. Kindness is within you, it is you. Project your kindness into the universe and allow it to leap into the hearts of others. Be gentle with yourself and be gentle with all who share mother earth. Conscious thoughts. You are integral to life, you are a magical miracle created out of love. Your stillness holds the key to the unanswered questions of your soul, of the earths core, of the universes endlessness. Who you are is me. Is you. Is connected. You are important. Your existence is the future, you have the key. Decisions are to be made with care, deep thoughtfulness. Cause no suffering. Feel the energy of the earth flow through your veins and fill your being with gratitude, moving you forever and peacefully forward. You are still and one with the universe. Freedom from pain is within your reach. Freedom is choice. Choose to be free and unshackle your heart from the demons and heaviness of the past. Release yourself from pain. Nourish your body with plants, sun and clean air. Replenish your thirst with water and breathe the enlightened smell of happiness, awakening,love and kindness. Allow guilt to fall away. Restraint is freedom.
To be your true connected self you must first aspire to operate at a higher level of what you are consciously aware. Seek answers, seek questions, learn, open your mind, and open your heart. Always notice the connectivity in all things and experiences and question the heart of each matter. Tap into the unspoken energy of the universe and make it your own.
Bring to life the blessed child who has been suppressed deep within your soul; use her eyes to see the world and her heart to seek the truth. She will know intuitively what others can only seek for she is blessed by the powers that only gods possess. This child who lives within you has the gift to touch the world in profound and meaningful ways, she has the power to raise hope and bring light. Always, understanding, aware, reading, touching, and knowing the destiny of those she meets. She is connected to the birds, the trees and the water; she is not from here and not from there. Belonging only to herself. She will lead you to who you truly are, she knows it is within you to achieve greatness, she knows that you have been gifted with a great power, a power that comes from deep within, and it is rare. Once you become aware of this power, it is up to you to nurture your gift. Trust yourself to be free. Write down all of your ideas and give them the power to grow. Feel the power in all you do and do it all with purpose.
Love and feel loved
Play and laugh, feel the light
Run and feel the pain, experience the mind shift running brings
Eat only what your body needs. Embrace the discomfort that mild hunger brings
Engage in creative ventures regularly
Speak kind and meaningful words everyday
Fast from the commercial world, purchase only your needs and embrace the desire of unfulfilled wants.
Meditate. Its within the depths of your unexplored mind that you will find what truly matters to your ultimate self.
The fish’s tale floats like an oriental fan peacefully in the shallow blue of the water. Her golden scales dance with the sunlight as she shines her being to the heavens like a rare and precious diamond.
The bird in the tree is as lovely as a flower. His chest pimped and puffed like a proud and noble soldier. He spreads his wings like an angel as he dives through the branches of the wise green tree.
As the regal and glorious bird glides through the silver skies reveling in his freedom, the fish and her jewel like elegance float effortlessly down the channels of the sun kissed lake gliding and darting from place-to-place in a continuous underwater waltz.
The bird, thirsty from a days flight glides to the sandy banks of the lake and sips at the cool clear water. His eyes fix on a glistening jewel that is rising from the depths, as the vision becomes clearer the bird is stunned to realize that he is caught by the magnificent image of a fish and in an instant he is pained by a love so deep and desperate that he is unable to continue to drink. The fish too, looks up to see the proud and distinguished vision of the bird and falls helplessly in love as if a spell has been cast over her heart.
Unable to embrace, the fish and the bird dedicate themselves to spending the days lovingly positioned at the waters edge. One wet and one dry, they honor each others splendid beauty through time. The fish, who wishes desperately for flight, becomes so saddened by her water bound existence that her scales become dull and no longer radiate to the heavens. And the bird, freer than all other creatures is now captive to commitment and chained to his lover. Both are locked in a prison of time, hostage to the first sun-kissed moments of meeting and burdened by the knowledge that a fish and a bird may fall in love, but for the murky edge of the water, they shall have no where to live.
As the months pass and the warm glow of the sun is replaced by the cool beginnings of a cold and sorrowful winter, the bird and the fish begin to despair. Each of their hearts silently realising that while they love each other desperately, theirs is a hopeless dream.
They line the battered footpath of the blue-gated entrance to the St Vincent De Paul, like leaves scattered after an early morning storm. There is the usual bunch of down-and-outs mostly men, some young, some old. All share the familiar look of hunger and shame behind tired sunken eyes. Their faces marred with the dirty glean of worry and regret. All heavy with the understanding that life can be unfair.
The women sit quietly waiting patiently with their men. Some are bruised and scarred. Years of neglect etched into their auras, eyes diverted from the passing morning traffic.
A young man, no older than twenty four walks unsuspectingly towards the group. His mousy brown hair peeks out from beneath his black cap. He walks purposely forward, long lean legs stretching hungrily towards the familiar rusty blue gates – here he knows he can nourish his girls with at least one meal today. He is tired. The young girls cling to his dirty shorts. I cannot tell their age. Both share the same delicious shade of freddo frog skin, and although the man with them is lighter, it is obvious he is their father. The youngest sits in a worn and buckled pram and is comforted by a small sweet looking bear, the older girl walks along side, her once pink sandals struggle to keep pace. Faces so serious yet something about their arrival lightens the heavy mood of those they pass.
Squeals of delight break the still morning air as the girls break away from their father’s tight grasp to skip along side a convoy of Green Ants. Slight smiles peak at the lips of those who quietly watch.
The man and his girls never sit with the others, instead they walk past, and up and down the cracked concrete entrance until the blue gates open. Then quietly, and quickly they slip in, lost to the eyes of the world. Happiness as the warmth of the room engulfs them.