From the Heart
The yellow flower reminds us of rebirth and new beginnings. It is the colour associated with our core, our inner being from where we find our inner worth. Just like a flower opening, as we open inside we are filled with strength and energy. Stand tall, trust that all will be well and open like a flower.
~ Liza
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Our constant thoughts prevent us from just being, they keep us occupied and away from ourselves. Can you imagine a life without all these systems that keep us occupied, where like the flowers in nature, we can just ‘be’. Flowers teach us to put away our thoughts and come into being, they teach us to grow.
~ Liza
Nothing is hidden from the sun, it shines through and touches everything in its path. It gets into all those dark corners and lights us up. Be the sunshine on a cloudy day.
~ Liza
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Someday you might understand,
but I don’t think while you’re here,
there’s far more to life than money,
it’s your loved ones who are dear.
Someday you might just realise,
it’s deeds and word mean more,
not materialism or fancy friends,
it’s a big surprise you have in store.
Someday you might saunter back,
but much too late to undo the past,
it’s the things that you are doing now,
that I’m afraid is what will last.
Someday you might regret those words,
that leapt out before you thought,
the ones that scared our tender hearts,
and sabotaged all of our talks.
Someday it might be painful,
when you look back on the life you led,
you’ll want to make it up to us,
but I fear not until you are dead.
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Daily Prompt – Someday
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As I sit on this most sacred earth,
the roots of me are here.
the red for passion anchors me,
so I can smell what’s near.
I’m reminded of survival now,
I pull energy from the land,
there’s fight or flight inside of me,
if I choose to stand.
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The orange of my sacral,
gives birth to creative sparks,
flows with water as an element,
it here I make my mark.
It’s where I feel compassion,
warmth and empathy,
I taste what’s really going on,
not rely on what I see.
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My ‘city of jewels’ is yellow,
it’s from where I feel desire,
my sense of sight connected,
assists me lighting the fire.
With confidence I give respect,
to myself and others,
I’m often cheerfully energetic,
when I don’t take cover.
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My sense of touch is from my heart,
love stems from here,
It’s coloured green of different hues,
a place that’s very dear.
It’s where I build relationships,
I can sabotage them too,
if my heart is weak when we meet,
it’s what I can do.
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My voice comes out quite clearly,
I speak out in blues,
I can express myself artistically,
when I’m not confused.
It’s from here that I communicate,
it’s a place I like to be.
I can connect as spiritual,
at those times when I can see.
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The place of knowing is indigo,
it’s from here I also see,
things that aren’t available,
for everyone but me.
An electrical current here,
connects me to all things.
gives charismatic personality,
can also give me wings
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At the crown I’m higher up,
it’s where I leave the ground,
although balanced here, it’s magical,
all planes can be found.
The colour of deep purple,
the entry for a bright light,
it’s the place that opens up
before we walk into the night.
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Should I cling to sanity, when that’s not how I feel.
Should I just plod along, when all around’s unreal.
Should I really just let go, if I just uncurl my hand.
Should I take a wonder, walk through another land.
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Tell me to hold tightly, that it will all be over soon.
Tell me you’ll be with me, move and give you room.
Tell me to keep on clinging, maintain my grip so tight.
Tell me at the end of this, that my life will be alright.
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I think I can cling on a bit, if you stay there by my side.
I think that I’ll believe you, I know how hard you try.
I think I might just make it, as I have got you along.
I think I’ll reach the other side, I hope it won’t be long.
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Daily Prompt – Cling
I cling to things I do not need,
I cannot let them go.
If I am left without you see,
I won’t know where to go.
I believe they hold me up,
well at least I think they do.
I’m guessing that’s quite stupid
and very far from true.
These are my collections,
an array of different things,
material objects, my strange ideas,
and my lucky rings.
I feel they make me who I am,
they identify with me,
if I was left without them,
would it really set me free.
I know that these can hold me down,
tie me to a base,
without the bits that make me,
I’d find life hard to face.
I know that I can’t take them far
and only to the door,
because after I walk through it,
I won’t need them anymore.
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Daily Prompt – Cling
I looked right into the mirror today,
asked that my cares just go away.
Looked for what I thought I knew,
asked if I could just see the truth.
I watched the tear roll from the eye,
saw in great depth my silent cry.
The path it took along my face,
so easy for my finger to trace.
It followed lines that tell my tale,
when I gained and where I failed.
The etchings on my face you see,
are like those circles on the trees.
They tell the stories of my life,
the love and laughter also strife.
I’ll get more I know that’s true,
I’m hoping they won’t be so blue.
I’d rather those around the eye,
those of laughs, of joyful surprise.
But I will take what I am due,
I’m sure that I can see it through.
As after all is said and done,
I’ll only be ‘me’ for just this once.
I may come back I don’t know,
but no longer as me for she will go.
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Each new day washes away the past and provides new opportunity. Step into this moment and let go of what no longer serves you purpose. Mentally or physically take that shower and let it just flow away.
~ Liza
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To speak from the heart is to speak from the soul. Words said in love are capable of anything as they come from a place of truth.
~ Liza
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