Tag: love

Nature Lessons 344

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Like nature, some people have spikes, they try to prevent us getting close. But when we look closely we find that these spikes are just on the surface and beneath there is so much more. In nature spikes are used for protection, we are the same because we are nature. Look beyond the spikes to find the emotions that run within.

~ Liza

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Nature Lessons 334

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To see such depth and complexity in an person is to see maturity in a soul. We’re drawn in towards them, maybe by their difference, maybe by the silent message they give out, quite possibly by the magnificent colours of their spirit. However we are drawn, it is to the love that is so obvious in these very rare individuals. 

~ Liza

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My Magic

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So if I buff this dusty lamp,

will the magic work for me.

Will it bring me happiness,

a house with a money tree.

Could I be a brilliant writer,

of philosophy and the like.

Will buffing this piece of metal,

really make all things right.

Or I should work on the inside,

cleanse the soul so to speak.

Polishing up those scratches,

no room for blurry streaks.

And then would it be magic,

is magic just a good deed.

I’m excited by the prospect,

now I’ve planted that seed.

Magic is what you make it,

and magic is kindness to me.

Humility and understanding,

not only the things I can see.

These qualities magnificent,

they brighten up any day.

Once you’ve given magic out,

it won’t dull or go away

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Buff

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Radiating Love

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Radiating love outside,

creates it somewhere new,

love is like boomerang,

it comes right back to you.

To radiate our loveliness,

it brightens up all things,

puts rainbows in the sky,

encourages birds to sing.

Love can only grow you see,

when we give it out,

know that it will multiply,

there’s no room for doubt.

Don’t know if your radiating,

it’s easy can’t you see,

thoughts of love reaching out,

like branches on a tree.

Our energy so much bigger,

when we are pure and true. 

Believe me what you’re giving,

comes right back to you.

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Radiate

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A Rainbows End

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I hope you found your rainbows end,

that it was really just how you thought,

with butterflies and beautiful scenes

and a tranquil place for you to walk.

I hope you liked all the colours there,

they’re brighter now you’ve arrived,

I’d love to see those colours with you,

although to see them you had to die.

I hope you found your rainbows end,

that there is music played as well,

I hear it when I think of you now,

is it my imagination, I never can tell.

I hope that you are dancing around,

as a bright fire fly does in the night.

I imagine you with every rainbow I see,

on enquiring I know I’m right.

I hope you found your rainbows end,

that you think of me sometimes,

I know it’s nigh on impossible,

but do you think you could drop me a line.

Send it on a butterfly or a tiny little bird,

send it any way you like.

Send when I’m dreaming in bed,

I’ll listen for your message tonight

I hope you found your rainbows end,

when I see them I know you survive,

Over the Rainbow was a favourite song,

as we sang it when you were alive.

I know that you are close to me now,

I know that you never went away.

I’ll meet you on the other side,

we’ll be way over that rainbow someday.

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Survive

 

The Field

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Life is like walking barefooted across a field. Wild flowers spread out across the field in front of us, some in the sunshine and those under the tree. Each flower we come across is a different experience, a person we meet, a moment in time.

Each flower is a lesson, a message from the divine, a memory coming to the surface. We cannot possibly experience each and every flower, there are too many to encounter, some will be here next time we cross. 

Make the most of each flower you see on your way across the field, look closely at it, see how it shimmers in the sun, listen to it but do not pick it. As you reach the other side, take a deep breath, hold onto what you have learnt, it may be a while before you cross again.

~ Liza

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Manchester

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I remember my first concert, special memories were made that night.

The children caught up in the terror attack in Manchester last night will carry very different memories and these memories will be carried throughout their lives. Some of these children will have been injured, some critically. Some would have witnessed death in the most devastating way, been carried or run from the building in absolute horror or found themselves in hospital. Families were split up, parents looking for children and children looking for their mums and dads, I think we all recogniser the horror of that. Some concert goers thought the noise was the loud bang of a balloon going off, there had been balloons in the show. Those that got away will always remember the day that death nearly stood next to them.

Concerts will never be the same, they will be full of memories, they will bring fear. As adults these children will not want to allow their own children the pleasures of attending a concert. Crowds will always hold a hidden threat, it could always happen again and this will be passed on through generations.

Memories were made last night, but not the memories they had hoped for. Some of these children will be traumatised for life, they will suffer terribly and their mental health will be damaged. The child that went to their first concert last night will carry that with them always, but not in the way they had hoped.

Love for the children caught up in the terror of Manchester last night, love for their families and anyone else that had loved ones caught up in the horror of the event. Love also for those that don’t understand me, may you never experience such devastating trauma yourself.

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