‘Likes’

I’ve noticed that I occasionally get likes thirty seconds after posting something.  I find this hilarious as clearly the follower hasn’t even read what I have to say.  It’s not that it’s unfinished, it’s not even started!

I suppose the follow and subsequent ‘like’ is so that I will ‘like’ in return.  It has the opposite effect on me, I’m less inclined to read what they might have written immediately, although if I genuinely like their blog and posts I will still go back there.  I read and follow because I like what people have to say, they interest and inspire me.  Yes, it does encourage me to look at what someone else is writing when they appreciate my work, that’s how I’ve found so many great blogs, it does work, but at least give it five minutes so I know (or think) you have read and considered before liking my work.

Funny isn’t it how we interact on social media, like kids in a playground sometimes.  ‘I’ll like you if you like me’ or ‘you can come to my birthday party if I’m invited to yours’.  It doesn’t really bother me, it humours me if anything.  I do like social media, I’m on Facebook, twitter, LinkedIn and I do like validation but only if I believe it to be genuine.

This is also a good lesson for me when I get excited because I have notification of a record number of ‘likes’ in a day or reaching so many followers.  Life is so false sometimes, I have to remember the reason I do write, because I love it, it makes me happy and helps me work myself out.  Likes and followers are a bonus but not the main objective, comments on the other hand are great and positive ones fill me with happiness  😉

Just so you know, I follow you because I like your work, art, photography, recipes and travel tips.  You inspire me and add to my life in that you share yours with me.

Charity

 

The beauty of unselfish love and loving ourselves, is that it provides us freedom. When we cast away the ties of selfishness we grow, our spirit expands and we find clarity in our thinking.  Giving from the generosity of our own hearts, not because it is expected or demanded but because we want to is a kindness, not only to others but to ourselves and leads to spiritual growth.

People have always hoarded money, treasure and art, more than they would ever need in a lifetime.  It is not charitable share your wealth after your death, what else could you possibly do with it as you cannot take it with you.  A fear of being without, flames the fires of selfishness.  I find it sad but at the same time recognise the fear of being without.

In ancient times charity was encouraged, insisted upon in the form of a Levy, whereby a certain amount of each mans wealth was given to the poor and needy.  This was necessary as the wealthy would not give from the generosity of their own hearts. They did not give because they loved their treasure, they were blinded by their need to amass wealth and relished in the status this gave.  They did not see the suffering of the poor because they were blinded by their own self interest and therefore did not think of others in any way as material wealth was the priority of the day.

A Festival of Giving was established by priests which is how, what we know of today as our own Harvest Festival came about.  The rich generously donated part of their harvest and wealth to the poor.  The rich gave because of the expectation, not because of willingness or generosity and this was a painful sacrifice to many of them.  Did this help their souls, that they had to feel the pain caused by sacrifice, well maybe but I doubt it helped them with any kind of real spiritual growth or understanding.

I do think the world has moved on, spirituality and kindness is more prevalent in todays world and people give to others more easily as we look outside of ourselves and see those in need.  We have reached a point of greater understanding, the concept that we are all part of the same, all walking the same path and the recognition of the development of the human soul has been recognised and is growing in todays world.

When we grow spiritually we understand the importance of giving, sharing and loving.  We reach out to others and heal, we listen, give time, patience and encouragement to those in need.  This is true spiritual charity and when we give of ourselves in this way we are replenished.  When we give love, loves grows within us, when we heal we are in turn healed ourselves.  To be spiritual we have to put the needs of others along side our own needs.

Charity is not all about giving material wealth but if you have it, or more than you need give it to someone in need.  I would rather eat less and give some away than keep it all to myself.  But charity is more than that, charity is giving of ourselves for a greater good.  Charity is love of others, to be charitable means to love others as much as you love yourself.

 

 

Clearing the Mind

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It’s a bit like clearing spiders webs,

when trying to clear my mind

With random thoughts suspended,

on trails I left behind

Venture through dark passages,

wade murky depths as well

To chase the monsters lurking there,

not a place to dwell

I’m searching for a crystal pool,

it’s so calm and very still

 Casting to catch inspiration,  

link intention and free will 

 Paint a picture in the font,

then bring it home with me

Splash it high on skies above,

so that I can’t help but see

My quest to sort my mind out,

might take me many years.

With a range of wild emotions,

glued together with my tears

Crossing Dimensions

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I‘m going to walk in another dimension, one we cannot see

spend a while and think a bit, about who I’m supposed to be

I want to ask some questions, those too big to ask right here

I don’t believe in all I’m told, things aren’t how they appear

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Our brains are wired as human,  our reality, what we’re told

But surely these old fangled tales, are honestly quite old

I’ll take some time, not leap right in, I’ll listen carefully

Find my answer on what feels right, what is true to me.

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 I hope to share what I learn, with those that want to hear

I’m not promising I’ll be right, I’ll need to make this clear

 I’m putting on my walking shoes, heading out the door

Dimensions I will travel now, but I’ll soon be back for sure.

 

 

 

Where my Heart Resides

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My heart lies in my stomach, it is where I feel despair

Deep within my solar plexus, it is from there I care

I feel a pull to warn me, somethings changed inside

It drags me from my very core, a train I have to ride

Love lives deep within me, reminding me each day

Of happiness and sadness, like when he went away

Emotions that reside way down, rise and fall like tides

Crash against my inner walls, when sadness does arise

On joyous days it bubbles up, tickling and spilling out

A volcano erupts inside of me, of that there is no doubt

So knowing where my heart lies, gives me responsibility

To recognise the power of love and provide tranquility