From the Heart
Who do you see when you look into the mirror, do you recognise yourself as the person you have always been or is there a new and deeper image coming through now. How closely are you looking at yourself, can you look beyond the outer surface and see and feel your own heart? Does love you give out shine back at you through your reflection? If not, wipe the mirror and look again.
~ Liza
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Do you ever feel that you understand something but can’t quite put it into words. The concept is bigger than words allow, it’s just a knowing and that knowing is magnificent in itself. I think this might be linked to what is described as a sort of spiritual awakening. You begin to live life with a different understanding, nothing has changed on the outside but somewhere inside of you, at the core of your existence, everything is different. You are still living the life you always have, with the same friends and family around you, although something has shifted and that something, you can’t quite put it into words.
You look at everything differently now, you see things as if through fresh eyes. Nature has never looked so beautiful, your drawn to art of all kinds and revel in dance, poetry and philosophy. You blend with your surroundings, they become you, and you them, you recognise oneness. You switch off the television and cancel the papers, life is now full of questions that can’t be answered by anyone else. Space and time for your self are an important commodity, you find silence to be almost musical and necessary for your peace of mind. You make new connections, people come into your life as if by chance but you know they are meant to be, others leave in the same way. Love becomes real for what seems like the first time and you understand the immenseness of the feeling, to love is to live. It becomes obvious that love is the answer to all of the problems in the world as love is caring, love is a prayer and thought for someone or something and has the ability, if given the chance, to conquer all ills.
I started to see and feel life differently after a couple of very difficult years. I went through a period of immense trauma including a number of significant losses, that pushed me towards introspection, I needed to know who I was, I was searching for purpose. The shift wasn’t immediate it took time but I could never now be the same person I was once. Of course there are elements of the old me, I’m still the same but my answers are different now. I’m softer, I give myself time and I don’t aspire to be anything other than the best me I can be, I recognise myself as a student, I’m learning and have lots to learn. I am as what can only be described as searcher, I’m looking for answers, but on the other hand I know some of these answers are too big for me to comprehend at the present moment.
People wake up in different ways, it’s usually a big event, a near death experience, a life changing event, whatever it is usually the breaking down of all we knew and relied on, the Tower in the tarot deck explains this well. I’m not saying I’m awake, I’m probably far from it, but I’m on the path towards it, which is a much better place than I was in.
I don’t know why I wrote this today, I think I want to hear about the experience of others. If your reading this and reach the end without zoning out, what does it say to you, how can you relate? I’m having a deep Sunday here in the UK, whatever your doing I hope it’s beneficial 🙂
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What influence does our experience have on how we live our lives now, what difference does this have on how we manage and function day to day? How do the wounds of the past weep into our present day?
Wounds when not treated, continue to weep and seep into our lives, we can cover then up with a plaster but they will remain open until they receive the proper care. Like wounds our feelings fester and grow until we are able to whip off the sodden plaster inspect wound carefully and give it the time and care it needs.
If we don’t recognise and face our true feelings, those buried at the core of our being, born from experience like pain, fear and shame, they will continue to exist and rule who we are now, how we view the world around us and how we live our lives each day. These feelings will resurface time and time again until we reach a place in which we are able to face them honestly, acknowledge them in truthfulness.
In looking at our experiences, we should do so in truth, we have to see each feeling for what it is, not cover it up, or make it into something else. Ask what is at the root of the feeling, like who abandoned me, why has this left me fearful? We need to acknowledge the parts we played in events and get in touch with the feelings or pain and sometimes deep rooted anger.
It’s not easy acknowledging mistakes, selfishness, ignorance and stupidity, but we have climbed to where we are now up a staircase of challenges littered with questions, we have made decisions that aren’t always in our best interests, or the interests of others. It is not easy to acknowledge our mistakes but for me it’s the next step, for others it might be the helping hand they need right now.
I don’t think there are many who can say they have always walked a righteous path and if there are I question their honesty. I question if they have in fact ever really faced themselves and embraced all of themselves for what they are and what they have been.
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So what is great depth
and how far does it go.
Is it found in a place,
where nobody goes.
How deep should we travel,
is it found in our minds.
Like the deepening of thought,
in philosophy we find.
Who knows we’ve been there,
how would one know.
As to look at another,
the mind does not show.
To ponder on questions,
does not tell us much.
So how far is great depth,
could it be beyond touch.
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It could be said it’s easier to be true to yourself when you don’t have much in life. Your not concerned with loss of wealth because you have little to loose, nor are you concerned with reputation because nobody really notices or knows you.
When you can just be yourself with little regard for material objects or social expectations, I think that might be as close to truly authentic as a person can get. Living as true to ourselves as possible without being swayed by others or the demands of society, maybe that’s when we find the answers.
It’s a funny thing, that when we let go of the rules, live in truth and love, we naturally draw people to us for the right reasons. They draw closer because of their interest, because they want some of this love, they want to understand it and reach a place of happiness and contentment too. People are funny creatures, they continue to want what they don’t have, not realising not having is often the path for which they are searching.
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It can take us a lifetime to understand the real meaning of love in our lives. For a number of people to find, live in and become love is their very purpose here. Like the foliage on a tree that transforms into a beautiful picture of warmth and love before it dies, we too radiate love out into the world once we know and understand it.
~ Liza
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The world, a flower, the moon and sun are all round, like a circle if we draw or visualise them. The petals around the centre of a flower make that circle bigger, from a daisy to a sunflower the circle grows. I believe love is like this, if I could draw love I would draw a circle.
~ Liza
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Every living thing on earth is made up of energy. A tree and through it, to each individual leaf, fruit, flower and petal. A field and each and every blade of grass, crop and speck of soil across it. This energy works together, joining as a mass of energy that drives the world forward. Each one of us is the same, from a group of people to each individual, down to each atom within us, our potential is immense if we can harness this energy.
~ Liza
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I went to a funeral yesterday, it was my friends mothers. I’ve known her most of my life so it felt like family. It wasn’t a sad affair at all, full of laughter and good memories. Pearl was ninty two and had a relatively good life, only really getting poorly at the end. My friend won’t mind me saying, but her mum was a cantankerous old girl, one of her regular sayings ‘please or offend, I speak as I find’. Luckily I think she liked me, or at least I don’t think I ever upset her, although it wasn’t the same for everyone. There were those who absolutely not welcome at the funeral, even in death Pearl would not be crossed.
My friend asked me to stay with her for the night, of course I did and we sat up drinking and talking until the early hours. We laughed a lot as we recalled some of her mothers antics. Pearl had a liking for the old fashioned liquid Camp Coffee and we added this to our espresso martini’s in her honour.
This morning before we parted my friend said ‘ I really enjoyed myself yesterday, we must do it again soon’. I don’t think she’d really thought that one through, at least I’d hope not because as nice as it was I’m sure we can think of another event we will enjoy as much, without someone having to sacrifice themselves for our enjoyment.
Thanks for the memories Pearl, you’ll not be forgotten.
We are all born into groups, from these groups we move into other groups. We become so involved in which group that we are in on occasion we loose ourselves. Sometimes the best we can do is find our own place on the branch
~ Liza
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