Change your life by changing your thoughts. Let go of fearful thinking and plan a future that leads you to a more joyful life! An ending is always the path to a new beginning. A heart sometimes roars, but often it whispers, take time in your day to be quiet and listen to it. That is the only way to match your actions and your thoughts with who you truly are, and by doing that, be everything you can be!
Some say I am lost in a dream,
in a world that does not exist.
But they are wrong. It does exist.
In the deep forests, the vast lakes,
the sparkle of the sea,
the blossoming of a wildflower.
They sit in their glass and steel offices
and laugh at me, calling me a child.
But one day, when life forces them to see,
really see through their eternal eyes
and not the cultured mind,
they will not laugh any longer.
For I believe that a world that matches the soul
is not a dream, but the real world.
The world that was always meant to thrive
before humanity learned to close their eyes
and call reality a dream.
Hopeful energy is supportive and promotes a feeling of happiness. Let worries from the past fade away and focus on the good qualities in others and openly share your gratitude with them. This is the perfect time to be grateful for all the gifts in your life. Gratitude generates the feeling of goodwill and love. Feel encouraged by the kindness of good people and celebrate the potential of prayers being answered. Know that appreciation will decrease your stress and change the way you look at the world.
This beautiful sun-angel appeared on my kitchen wall in the sunrise a morning a couple of days ago. It was only there for a few of seconds, but it made my day!
As an Empath I can merge
with any life form,
becoming life itself manifested
in flight, gills, earthlings and heart.
I lose my grip on my individuality and
float on your humming strings,
expand on your wings and dive
into your dark.
I even get lost in conflicting
tones unable to decipher your cadence
from my own.
That is why I need my art.
Art becomes: another you, another life,
my own heart, gills, wings.
I merge with the life form we call
the soul. My soul.
I drown in this depth only to re-emerge
on another surface having become myself
fully, wholly, holy, fulfillingly
myself.
I’d rather
lose
myself
than see you
lose
in life.
I’d rather
be the one
crying
than see you
hurt.
And no,
this is not
a love poem.
“You”
are the one reading
this poem
and everyone
who is not.
You see,
if it is my
pain,
it is mine
to heal.
If it is your
pain,
it is still mine
but not mine
to heal.
Search for the look in your soul’s hidden eyes
and let the spirit take you into its arms.
If you exist parallelly in this realm,
nothing can do you harm.
We are all flightless angels made to live out our lives on the ground.
Many of us spend a lifetime searching for our wings,
not quite comprehending how else to satisfy our inherent instinct
for ascension.
