Saturday 16 July 2011

Depth

 'Nothing is as beautiful as your heart's surrender and the radiant offering of your devotion. Your love opens my heart endlessly, even when I would otherwise forget love's depth.'
(David Deida)

Love means different things to different people. But usually it is an emotion given in part, alongside a set of conditions or expectations. True love is meant to be unconditional, but it takes a very brave and courageous person to put themselves out there, without barriers or guards. But unless you are prepared to fully give yourself, to the expansiveness of love; you will never achieve it's true depth and will always feel a sense of frustration and unfulfilment. Loving unconditionally is not a normal state, but a natural one. We become so accustomed to living within the perimeters of fear, that we forget the incredible sweetness and expansion one feels when you step away and freefall into the abyss of bliss.

Describe it to me!

Describe it to me!
It is the butterflies in my tummy, when you walk in the door.
It is the assurances you give, when you're not even sure.
It is the touch I reach out for, without being aware.
It is the nearness I feel, when you're not even there.
It is the stab in my heart, when I contemplate its loss.
It is the compliments that sing out, that are never forgot.
It is the way that you say aloud my name, with such care.
It is the greatness you see, that I'm longing to bear.
It is the gravity that exerts, it's pull on our cells.
It is the yearning of the soul, to be completely fulfilled.
It is the mass of the water, flowing across seabeds and rocks.
It is the playful ripples on the surface, circles from shocks.
It is the vibrational hum, the connectivity of all.
It is the warmth and the fuzziness, that makes me freefall.
It is the seasons, the tides and the cycles of the moon.
It is both pain and immense joy, that flips over so soon.
It is a knowingness, a faith, an energy that lives on.
An eternity of feeling, even when we're both gone.

LB

Thursday 7 July 2011

Time

 'Time is a sequence of happenings'

Without time, there would be no order to our life and everything in our life would happen simultaneously in a blink of an eye. And that would make our time on Earth very brief indeed! So time is a concept of the mind which spaces out the events or milestones in our life, so that each journey of growth can evolve naturally and progressively. When every personal milestone is reached 'at the right time' we have a sense of unity, a fitting in with the status quo. But if we are late to finish education, get married or have a baby (supposing that this be your personal choice to do these things!) then we can feel that we are failing in some way.

I have never been so aware of time as I am now! When a majority of friends and acquaintances are meeting their partners and getting married and those people are starting families, one is aware of certain milestones in life and those social pressures that come along with it. As a wife and mother, it can become a lot harder to realise and focus on achieving personal goals and dreams. There are other people to think about and usually they come first. But our goals, hopes and dreams are always there waiting to be realised, regardless of our responsibilities.


It's a Serious Word

When all is said and done -
How will you think of me?
Each and every moment,
A sequence of my life in time.

How will it be judged?
I have done what I have done.
Why, my memories;
They are like puddles in the rain,
Sometimes as clear as a photograph,
And other times hazy! Like peering through wet glass.
I fill in the gaps.

Ask me about my emotions.
I remember those intricately,
But I suppose you have no need for those!
They are like clouds passing through my sunshine.
We have to be reminded - that they always pass.

Am I just a cloud myself?
Here today, gone tomorrow.
Everything an illusion;
Along with my puddle of memories,
A mirror, in the looking glass.
Time -
It's a serious word
With weighty expectation.
Time...

LB