Month: March 2017

So much understanding, so many doubts…

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I’m full of understanding on occasion and then again on others, I’m full of doubt.  I spend a lot of time thinking of what it’s all about, why we are here and our true purpose, what happens afterwards and if there is in fact a life after death. These questions, for me are some of the biggest questions, because we don’t know the answers for sure and I’m guessing we won’t or are not meant to.

Religions, philosophers, spiritual leaders and many different ways of life try to point us in the right direction, but it is left for us to reach our own conclusions. I like to listen and consider these different pointers, it fascinates me and I’m constantly left in a state of wonder.

I believe in life after death, I believe that consciousness continues in another form and science is starting to agree, but I’m not sure where it lives. Maybe it’s all around, maybe in the air that we breathe in and out each day, maybe it’s here but our eyes don’t see, or maybe in another dimension altogether.  I’m confused and doubtful on occasion and on others I instinctively know I’m onto something. I have always had a firm belief in life after death but as I don’t know for sure what happens to that life, I’m also left with doubts.

I believe in the spirit, consciousness, call it what you like. I believe the spirits that have moved on can communicate through and to us if we are open and listen. Only this morning somebody told me to go put a permit on my car, I did and there was a warden standing there ready to put a ticket on it. Okay this could have also been my own sub-consciousness, but if it was, it spoke in the middle of another train of thought completely and saved me a parking ticket. Then there are those things I’m told I don’t unconsciously know, work that out, I can’t!

There are no clear answers in life and I believe it is good to be sceptical, I worry about those that instantly believe in everything they are told, I’m interested in new ideas. I mean, we once thought the world was flat, but I like to consider these ideas in my own time, think about what they say to me. If we question something it means that we give it our attention and think about it, that has to be healthy.

I doubt we will get the answers, just yet anyway, because we are not ready for them, we are still working on ourselves, some people more than others.  Some people dedicate their whole lives to spirituality, to understanding purpose and looking for enlightenment. If I was in charge I might think they needed to know, but then I think again and doubt myself, because if they were told all the answers they would feel a responsibility to share it with everyone else. You see there are no clear answers, just lots of questions and a good few doubts!

Daily Prompt – Doubt

 

The Hidden Path

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If the path ahead was paved with gold it would certainly be easy to see. But there is also a hidden path that requires focus, asks that we remember all the twists and turns in case we need to find our way back. This path will reveal things along the way. It might require more courage, may be harder to tread but it might well be the one we need to walk.

There are many paths down which we can travel, some easier than others, all reach the same destination but only one of these paths is for each of us. The pathways we choose through life build us, teach us and strip away the false to reveal what is the truth. 

You may not always be able to choose the path through life you want, but you can think about every step you take.

~ Liza

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Self Doubt

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My soul’s not fat at least in pounds,

my soul is gigantic and all around.

It’s just my body that’s gone to pot,

my souls full up as she loves a lot.

Funny when you consider your size,

that fat comes up is not a surprise.

We are so focussed on what we see,

forgetting that there’s more to me.

No room for doubt that’s for sure,

there’s an all to me I must adore.

If I only focus on one of these bits,

I won’t see the picture, it’s a trick.

So when I look in a mirror next time,

I’ll like what I see and know I am fine.

I am much more than word can say,

so I’ll carry that with me every day.

~

A bit of a theme here for the Daily Prompt word – Doubt

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A Fat Blogger?

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I spend so much time in front of my computer screen reading and writing that quite honestly I’m getting as fat as a house. I’ve always been a healthy weight, up and down but have always been able to buy my clothes in high street stores. Just lately I’ve noticed that my clothes are a little tighter, some don’t fit and I can only put it down to the inactivity of writing and working from home.

When I write, I’m absorbed in the moment, I remain focussed and stay still, okay my fingers move but nothing else, no foot tapping or fidgeting, my mind is with the words, I’ve left my body if you like. Reading is the same my focus goes onto the written word and my body is again left to do its own thing.

I’ve wondered if my body is expanding to remind me it’s here, if it is, it’s working, as if I can’t fit in my clothes I’m going to have to think about where I write!

I walk every day, I love walking and as you know if you read my blog taking photos of nature, but I’m not doing enough in terms of exercise if it’s just a couple of miles a day against hours on the laptop.

I’ve decided I’m going to give standing up while I work a go, I’ve read some offices do this now with standing work stations. So I’ve set my Mac up on a kitchen counter and I’m going to complete my work there. Any telephone calls I have to make connected to work will be made walking around too.

This will be if anything an interesting experiment, maybe my writing will be rubbish, maybe I won’t get enough work done but it’s worth a try as I’m not giving into the flab!

Does anyone out there have any experience of this or any wise words of wisdom?

Liza (written while standing ;-))

Don’t Hesitate

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Don’t you hesitate to call on me,

if you’re feeling down.

You can just pick up the phone,

if no one else is around.

~

Of course I will drop everything,

if I am needed by your side.

It doesn’t matter how I feel,

if I’m sick or feeling tired.

~

That’s what friends are here for, 

just call and they’ll come.

Wanting to make you happy again,

bring you back the sun.

~

If you find that you are hurting,

They will cancel their plans.

Knowing it’s so important to you,

that someone understands.

~

When the shoe is on the other foot,

will I find you when I call.

I imagine you’ll be too busy for me,

and won’t pick up at all.

~

So I’m changing how I do things,

you’ll learn the hardest way.

The very next time you need me,

you’ll find me busy or away!

~

Daily Prompt – Hesitate

I can honestly say I am blessed with friends. I used to have friends like this, but I stopped picking up the phone and now I’m left with the most wonderful friends who have seen me through the best and darkest of times. Of course I will always be there for them too, I joke with one of them that she’ll never go in a nursing home, although we laugh and joke that we will probably be there together causing havoc, I mean it.

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Visiting the Past

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Do you travel back in time in your day dreams, do you ever visit your memories?

Memories are often precious because of the experience of feelings within them. The feelings of love, laughter and safety being the most powerful memories for me. When I think back on my life, the most prevalent memories I pull out are of laughter and love, the feelings of being loved and cared for and among friends and family.

I’ve had my ups and downs in life like anyone else, but the memories from those bad times are never as powerful as those of the good. For me I view the more difficult periods of my life in a detached state, I observe what was happening but don’t associate with the feelings as I survived them, they won’t occur again at least not in the same way because I have learnt from them. But to view those happier moments I’m back there, I step right in, I’m loved and laughing, I get every one of the feelings as if I am reliving the event.

I can close my eyes and walk back into my childhood home and feel as loved and safe as I ever was, when I do my mum is still alive, I can speak to her, smell her and hold her. I usually find myself sitting at the kitchen table and watching her as she cooks, at other times we might be on one of our long walks.  Sometimes these dreams are so real it is as if I have crossed time, I observe the most intricate details, things I might have forgotten spring back into mind.

I can also see myself, if I try, desolate and lost after my husband left me, standing in a field in Spain, but as I look back, I’m looking towards the future across that field. On going back to what was at the time a painful experience, I take the knowledge with me that I survived and moved on, it was for the best and meant to be. So while the love never dies and can be captured at any moment the pain does in fact fade.

I can step into any moment because it is all part of me, I don’t hesitate, I know where I’m going. For me it only takes a slight change, a mediative or altered state to get there.

We can shudder at the thought of some of those more difficult events but are they the same as those wonderful memories? I bet if you give it a go, close your eyes and reconnect I think you’ll find that the good floats far more easily to the surface.

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