From the Heart
Don’t trust
just because your told it is so,
continue to doubt,
until all your doubts go.
A belief is not true,
because others believe,
continue to ask,
until the answers achieved.
Trust only conclusions
you come to yourself,
those that feel right,
ones you have delved.
Enquiry will help you
come to the truth,
explore as a child,
go back to your youth.
Doubt
until you can’t doubt anymore,
uncover the truth,
a truth that is yours.
Are you awake to natures communications all around you. Do you really see and feel the rose you pass by each day. Can you describe the variants of colour and how they blend with nature. Does its sweet aroma write you a love letter in the sky?
~ Liza
I’m guilty and I know it,
I have not been as on top.
Of those lovely posts that you write,
I’m sure there’s been a lot.
That’s the thing with weekends,
good friends come to call.
I’ve had good fun, of course,
but on your blogs I’ve stalled.
But know that I’ll be back real soon,
I promise to catch up.
Trust me to put more hours in,
and find a reading slot 😊
As you travel along the pathway of your life. Give of yourself freely, show kindness, compassion and love. But in doing so, make sure you take care of your own heart, protect it and ensure there is enough love for yourself.
~ Liza
When we first plant a flower,
our wish is that it will grow.
With nurture and love in abundance,
it’s spirit should start to show.
Ensuring that all its emotions,
are balanced with care that we give.
Giving it room to maneuver,
to spread itself out as it lives.
But what of the one in the wild woods,
trapped in among the weeds.
Fighting for its very existence,
an accident of blowing seeds.
This child of the flower kingdom,
born into a life full of tests.
Smothered by those that surround it,
in soil that’s not really the best.
Come the end of the season,
when it’s time for the great flower show.
Which one will receive adoration,
the one loved or struggling to grow.
Nature is full of examples,
of tests that are lessons to me.
When I watch as that small flower struggles,
it’s not really all that I see.
Allow those who love and care for you to support you, so that you can paint your colour on the world for as long as possible. Winter is waiting patiently in the wings for fall to to reach its conclusion.
~ Liza
Well I never thought I would reach 50 nature posts 🙂
I hold this candle up to you,
for everything you do,
the kindness and the charity,
in your love so very true.
I would build a temple,
as a tribute to your love,
ceilings domed and golden,
reaching up to skies above.
I would name a flower,
after the beauty of your heart,
I cannot find one good enough,
I know not where to start.
So I will light this single candle,
I’ll light one every day,
to celebrate my love for you,
a love that will not decay.
More and more now I am aware,
reclaiming what was mine.
the ego has been holding it,
but now, has come the time.
To practice an awareness,
being conscious of what I do,
I want to take life slowly now,
with focus on what is true.
The lessons in my unconscious,
I mean to learn again,
making sure I got them right,
through this I can only gain.
When I look upon the world,
the colours and the sounds,
a beautiful picture is painted,
it is what my awareness has found.
I feel like I have been finely tuned,
and that I can finally see.
All the wonder of this world,
in which I can just be.
My awakening has been subtle,
just creeping up on me,
it wasn’t so instantaneous,
where I could suddenly see.
More like a silent creeper,
entwining around my heart.
Now I find where I was blind,
I now know where to start.
I don’t feel that it’s enlightenment,
I’m just far more awake,
as in this physical body,
there’s decisions I should make.
I feel that I have woken up,
connected much more to source.
There’s still so much I have to learn,
that’s obvious of course.
Now that I have woken up,
I’m much happier with my life,
I can look from outside myself,
no longer drawn to strife.
I sit in silent contemplation,
on that, that I don’t know,
allowing feelings to come up,
to see what they will show.
When emotions come to surface,
I see what they will say,
acknowledge and allow them in,
for a while they’ll stay.
It’s really just acceptance,
of the soul I truly am,
there is no rush or certain time,
in which I should understand.
I wake up in the morning
and I see your names again.
You’ve liked me while I’m sleeping,
I’m so very glad you came.
It’s so lovely having followers,
from all over the place.
Those ones that keep returning,
it’s so good to see your face.
It’s funny how the times of day,
brings different folk to me.
I wonder what you’ve created,
I will certainly look and see.
Now I think about the world,
the very different points of view.
The amazing similarities,
of what we feel is true.
The artists, writers, poets,
philosophers and such.
Really quite connected,
well I’m thinking pretty much.
Today there’ll be those closer,
who live in the same time zone.
You very special people,
those closer to my home.
But I want to thank the lot of you,
who come to visit me.
I’m on my writing journey,
And so glad that you come to see.
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