You are a gifted person with rare qualities. You are special and your life holds much purpose. You must be true to these gifts and qualities by living your life in a conscious and meaningful way. your life is not to be squandered, you must use your time here wisely.
Be still and hear your hearts song. listen and you will know what it is you need to do. allow your soul the time it needs to seek out your true path. You have an important message.
Compassion must be expressed and afforded to all earths creatures. Internal peace comes through the expression of compassion. Masking your truthful inner self will only ensure your torment is sustained. Your heart will shine once you have allowed your self acceptance to be shown to the world.
The path to happiness, contentment, and internal peace begins with meaningful silence. Breathe it in and build your energy through the awareness of your higher power.
be authentic in your actions and interactions and seek to do great things, greater than yourself. Allow your ego to fall away, rise above it’s call and achieve greatness.
allow the light to fill your heart and to guide your actions. You are worth much, you have the power to influence the world for the better. By showing your vulnerability you will. Utile stronger, more enriched connections with your friends, your family, environment and enemies.
You have greatness within your soul.
Seek to change the world and you will be remembered for it.
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.
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.