Thursday 19 July 2012

Lovestruck

Simply...for the love of my life.


Our love

Mine ache is yours; and yours is mine,
The heart that sings, n'er out of time,
This love has grown, the wings it's spread,
Such iron bonds; spun gossamer threads.
Should love bear weight, it's mass awry;
This earth could not hang in the sky,
Should love bear time, the clock has stopped,
Eternal, infinitesimal, granite as rock,
With you - this love has lived its time;
The past, present, future as one infinite line.

LB

Wednesday 4 July 2012

Knowing

Each of us has within us this internal guidance system which has its own wisdom, knowledge and intuition that is completely unique to every individual. And due to this, it can be very difficult to offer advice to people. Ultimately they are living life from their own filter or perspective and deep down they can only know what decisions feel right for them. Every person is on their own journey. At times, this truth can be disconcerting and isolating, but conversely it offers great comfort and empowerment when we make those important decisions from our own wisdom, and they go on to contribute to our long term growth and happiness.

Last night, I went to bed troubled and worried about something. I was feeling emotions of panic, anxiety, fear, loss and lack. Although these feelings are not unfamilar to me, I naturally gravitate towards a place of abundance, lightness, joy and trust, so predictably I had a restless sleep. Whilst dreaming, a sentence or mantra was running through the backdrop of my dream and this sentence was 'From moment to moment - choose love; not fear'. I woke up and felt slightly better. I realised that I had a choice to cultivate thoughts that increased those fearful feelings or I could begin to cultivate thoughts that soothed and brought relief to those original feelings. How many of us use words or thoughts that create lack and fear in our lives? It is powerful to know that we do have a choice in how we talk to ourselves. It can take some time and persistance, but the benefits of acquiring this skill are made manifest in our life.

Does a flower mourn its own
passing?
Papery thin - and gaunt,
Its beauty faded, no longer tangible,
Water seeping into stems; unable to
support life any longer;
Quietly it fades,
Without fanfare - or farewell...

LB