A Single Wave

 

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A single wave cannot change the sea any more than the weather can change the sky. They remain as they are whatever appears to be happening on the surface, the sky and sea will always be. We are just the same, life brings changes, clouds and ripples to our lives but we remain as we always were.

We are more than the people we think we are, we are as constant as the sea and sky, we are eternal. The things that happen to us, the things we think are important cannot really affect us, they affect the person but not the presence inside, the awareness that is our true nature.

The sun continues to shine behind the clouds, as our light continues even on the darkest of days. The sea moves as one beneath the waves, unaffected by what happens on the surface, as what happens to us each day is on the surface. Deep inside and all around we are greater than what happens. What happens, happens but we continue.

The person we think we are will age, will feel and will eventually die. We are all on the same journey, we are all heading towards death as the wave that crashes to the shore and is no more. Only then will we discover the true self that is constant, eternal as the sea and sky, only then will we understand the dream of life.

Whatever happens, know it will not change you, the real and constant being, it is just a ripple, a cloud, nothing more.

 

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Turn Down the Volume

Turn down the volume,

take a while on your own.

Be at one with the stillness,

to find your way home.

To a place of completeness,

at one with what’s true.

It’s while in this silence,

you’ll discover who’s you.

Turn down the volume,

really listen to what’s said.

Not in any real language,

never heard in your head.

Vibrations you’ll tune into,

if your frequencies right.

From a place in the centre,

in the brightest of lights.

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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

 

Awareness

 

 

There are moments of awareness,

but just usually a glimpse.

My eyes wide open and I can see,

but just as quick it shrinks.

Who is the ‘I’ that sees this place,

so what part of me is real.

Why can’t my heart protect itself,

why can’t it always feel.

When I relate from ego’s mind,

my blinds are quickly drawn.

Blinded then by my humanness,

truth can never dawn.

But in these precious moments,

when the lights turned on.

I can know the truth inside,

that’s been there all along.

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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017