From the Heart
We are all connected, our energies and colours naturally blend together, we are not meant to be totally alone here. As much as our individuality is important, our time out essential, so to is our ability to connect, to realise we are all but one and connected to a divine source.
~ Liza
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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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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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Nature shows us how we can live together, how our colours blend, our shapes compliment each other and how we can share a space. Let’s take a leaf from natures book and embrace difference.
~ Liza
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We always cast shadows, everything we do touches something else, someone else maybe. Our actions have consequences, to us and to others. Think carefully about the shadows you cast, make sure they fit.
~ Liza
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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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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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It is through the heart we connect to all that is. The heart grounds us and assists us in opening up at the same time. It is central to all that we are and all that we do, Quite simply it’s the heart that holds us together.
~ Liza
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The sun is always there, even when it’s behind a cloud or beyond the horizon it continues to shine. The sun has shined on us for many lifetimes, it is part of who we are, it watches over us, even in the darkest of times. It is constant, like the moon and stars, it lights the way for us.
The sun gives us each day, warms and feeds us and allows us to see the beauty in the world, it connects us. In a divided world that is so often full of bitterness and hate there is only one sun, we can harness its power and energy, but we cannot own it.
We cannot divide the sun or control it, it is a power much greater than us. We are all at it’s mercy, the sun shines equally on everyone despite their creed, race or religion. The sun is our teacher however far away we are from learning its lessons..
Now look up at the sun, feel its warmth on your skin and tell me it’s not love.
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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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