Tag: ego

Life After Death – A Poem

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There is no life after death

if the idea of life is to live.

Yes, we exist in another space

but a kiss we cannot give.

Without a form of any sort,

we will float like a new idea.

Contemplating past mistakes,

of all those wasted years.

The body burnt or buried deep,

and no longer necessary.

We’ll go back to original source,

to go right back to many.

Separation far behind us,

realising we are all one.

We’ll exist in everything,

within the brightest of suns.

With the ego now far behind,

as it won yet another day.

Led us down the falsest path,

we followed what it had to say.

So there is no life as we know it,

all emotions will cease to exist.

So make the most of those senses,

in living a life full of true bliss.

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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

 

 

 

 

To Die to the Ego

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Our lives a vast illusion,

as it’s to die that we are born.

To die from all we believed in,

attachments must be torn.

To die inside and surrender,

realise that there is no ‘I’.

Only a falsehood of the ego,

and a fundamental lie.

To die to all we’ve created,

is to find our way to life.

Being only as the observer,

with no ownership of strife.

The ego will battle to exist,

we’re taking on a hard fight.

Moments every now and then,

we’ll know we have it right.

The slaughter of the ego mind,

is to die without hanging on.

It’s a fight for all humanity,

to find where we all belong.

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Finding my Voice

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It’s taken me a lifetime to find my voice, to speak from my heart. I’ve always said what I think but for a long time in the right company, in the company of those that would understand. As a child I agreed with everyone else, it’s a Virgo trait to want to keep people happy. In fact I think it was more than that, I didn’t have my own voice, I had the voice of society, the voice of everybody else.

I still want to be liked, it’s deep rooted, it’s connected to experience and that ego mind of mine, but today I’m not as bothered. I want to be liked by those that get me, I hope people will listen and consider my opinion but it’s not important and I could well be wrong, I’m still finding myself and therefore my voice might change.

So what is finding your voice, for me it is discovering yourself, your self expression in whatever form it presents. Your own unique voice is passionate, it’s your own authenticity, it’s your truth. It probably won’t be like anyone else as it’s unique to each of us, our voice is our own expression of life.

Artists understand what it is to have their own voice, poets, writers, dancers and painters because their voice is their craft, they speak from the heart, they understand individuality. That to me is owning your voice, it’s speaking from the heart, speaking from the absolute knowing inside of each of us.

So is it our voice or the realisation that we are truth, we are connected and finding that connection gives us our uniqueness. I know that doesn’t make a lot of sense but bare with me. I’ve found my connection, I’m in touch with a universal consciousness and yet I present my own understanding of it, I’m unique in how I choose to present it. If we were all the same we would all be dancing, I have two left feet but I can hear the rhythm of the universe in my heart.

I’m in love with nature and nature has given me a voice and that voice is my understanding of natures message. I am the the author of my own voice and yet that voice comes through a connection with the universe.

If we think about a rose, it’s not the same as any other rose, it presents us with it’s own understanding of growth and this is influenced by it’s surroundings, it’s experience of the world. That’s how we find our voice, it’s an inner knowing which comes to the surface through experience, as experience helps us to listen.

Here’s a question, is knowing ourselves the truth or is it influenced by our experiences here, are the experiences to remind us of who we really are, or are they to challenge us.

I’ve found my own voice as the person I am, the human, I hope it connects with what is true but at the moment it’s my truth.

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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

Awareness

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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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A Dog Called Ego

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My ego is like a dog I took in and agreed to care for but no longer want or love.  I understand now why I allowed him in to my life in the first place.  I see the appeal, walking around with him gave me status, I stood out from the crowd or at least I thought I did.  I used to feel safe with him, I felt protected.

I’ve changed my mind now,  I think he is preventing me from growing and doing the things I want in life. He’s constantly hungry, paws at me to remind me of his existence.  He wines and interrupts my meditations even when I lock him out of the room, he can be heard whimpering under the door.  He follows me around like my shadow, it’s an unhealthy relationship as I’m always giving into him.  Ego sleeps at the bottom of the bed, he’s the last thing I’m aware of as I go to sleep and as soon as I wake in the morning he’s there, on me, he needs feeding and petting immediately.

My ego is big and extremely protective, he doesn’t want me focussed elsewhere, if I try to spend time with myself, he constantly whimpers. I’ve decided we need to start some training, he needs to be able to give me the space I need and I need to be able to put in the boundaries he needs.  If we are going to continue to live together, we need some rules!

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I believe…

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I believe in self enquiry, to connect with ourselves on a deeper level, to find peace within ourselves in our most natural state.  I believe in sitting in silence, switching off the outside world, thoughts and ego.

I believe that through our connection within, we can then connect externally to the universe, we are then at one with all of nature, at one with the universe.  I  believe we find this state when we put ourselves aside.

I believe it essential to know ourselves on a far deeper level before we can hope to know and understand another.  We owe it to ourselves to understand ourselves, as to understand ourselves is to understand the human soul, we are really just reflections of each other.

I believe that we are all connected in some way, but cannot recognise this connection until we have really connected with ourselves.  We are at one but also separate depending in which state we are living.

I believe that all possibilities start from within, it is there the fertile seeds are planted that  grow into our external realities.  Believing in ourselves, our capabilities without putting up barriers of self doubt brings those possibilities closer.

I believe that when we connect to the presence within, the presence that is all knowing and non judging we find our true selves.

I believe it is essential to forget that which has been told, that what we have learnt and find our own answers, those that sit well with us and feel right.  

These are my beliefs, I wonder how they sit with yours.

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Smoke – DP

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We are all taking part in the greatest of plays.  Our reality as we know it is false, developed by the self-conscious created by each of us to mask our connection to the whole.

The self-conscious self, puts boundaries around itself to keep others out, sees itself as one, known by the name Ego.  Mr Ego puts up fences, Ego does not want to share, he lives in a world of conflict, he struggles, he is fearful of being without, he wants respect.  Ego lives in a world of smoke and mirrors.

If we get rid of Ego, knock those fences he has built down, he will see that he is in fact capable of sharing. He will realise that we all come from the same place, it was pointless to try and live separately, he will realise without these boundaries how magnificent he actually is, when Ego becomes aware of conscious he will surrender to the infinite.

The curtains close on the final performance.

via Daily Prompt: Smoke

A Question of Forgiveness?

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I am told or have read that what happens to us in life is not important.   That we are to forgive those that have hurt us in the past.  Because to blame others or circumstance for our unhappiness is to be connected to the ego.  I understand this thinking, if I dare think, that to blame something or someone is to be concerned with the self, not understanding that the journey is forward and not back.  I have managed to forgive, it is not in my nature to hold a grudge, I try to find the best in people.  I recogniser others might have caused me pain but move on from this.

My question here though, is if we are to forget and forgive all that has been done to us, what should we do with the kindness and love that has been lavished upon us, is this of little consequence too?  How can we let one action go but hold onto another, is there a contradiction here or am I not understanding.

Self-consciousness is the enemy, the pretend self, the thing that binds us and prevents us from finding the true self.  Consciousness is the connection to source, without separation, a balance with nature, with the divine.  If I’m understanding, everything that is done, every action, is done to the whole, and if we are connected as I believe we are, a group experience.

I would love your thoughts on this because I want to know about love.  I promote love, I’m grateful for love and I, (although I should probably drop the ‘I’)  feel love.

 

 

Stepping off the Train

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Earlier today I wrote about the observer inside, in todays Nature Lessons post.  I’m still in search of this observer, well holding onto them for longer than a few minutes anyway.  I think I probably am the observer, well my true authentic self anyway, because when I’m connected it feels like home.

It feels peaceful and all knowing, my breath slows right down and I am somewhere not connected to my physical body and yet deep down inside of it.

Could it be the portal to the universe is in fact inside of us and not on some far off horizon.  I think we probably do have all the answers but somehow have become split off from them in our attempt to ride this train we are on, the train taking us through life.  The great train that twists and turns, stopping at major junctions along the way.  Sometime we need to change, sit in another carriage and sometimes we sit and wait patiently for the engines to start rolling again, whatever we decide, the journey never seems to end and our search continues.

Only when we put away the ego, will we find the observer, the one who hides and waits patiently behind the false self we have created.

Times I spend in meditation and silence are special, I pause and open up to myself.  I am connected, for however short the period of time is, during those moments, I feel I am at one with the universe.