From the Heart
A rose does not just become a thing of beauty and joy. To reach this point the rose has pushed its way up from the depths of earth, battled the elements and fought for survival. When a rose opens and blooms it is because it has reached its final destination having travelled to get there. When you see that beautiful rose, or in fact any flower, let it be a reminder of your own path, life is full of pathways that lead us to openings.
~ Liza
The sky fell in the pond today,
it quite took me by surprise
Fish on clouds without the rain,
looked like they could fly
An aeroplane flew underneath,
must have been a special trip
I stood there for a minute or two,
I was considering a dip
A strange and new reality,
my world turned upside down
Just goes to show what’s possible,
when you really look around.
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At the end of our days what matters most is that we opened ourselves up to experience, we trod boldly through the fields of life and met the challenges head on. We didn’t give up, we overcame and learnt from each experience. If the world is a better place for having you in it, if you gave yourself fully despite the challenges, you made it, and in doing so made the world a better place. The flower that does not open will always remain a bud, for they have to flower to become and to know themselves.
~ Liza
A flower does not stop opening because of a storm, a tree continues to hold out its branches, even though for both of these, petals are damaged and leaves often blown away. Life can be a series of storms, it’s how we face them that matters. Change is natural and there is little we can do about it, challenges come and go, this is nature and all part of being alive. Live to the full each day whatever life presents, just as storms will blow over all things will pass.
~ Liza
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Yesterday I took a walk locally to try and catch what I could of the remaining flowers in my local park. I don’t have a garden, although I do have two window boxes and pots on the front steps. The window boxes I plant twice a year, summer flowers for my mum and a winter selection for my step father, he was Scottish so there has to be heather. Both of them loved their flowers, nature and wildlife so it’s fitting I plant for them. I’m on the first floor so I’m hopeful the frost won’t hit too early.
I love nature, you might have got an inkling of this from my blog, but this is new for me, well newish anyway. There was a time I hated looking at photos without someone in them, I couldn’t see the point, now I’m totally different, I try to reduce the traffic and that includes people. I thought I would share some of the photos I have taken lately on my phone as a tribute to Autumn. I’m going to have to hold some back of course for my daily posts 😉
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We have to become what we want in the world. If we want love we need to become love, give love and only see love. The world at the moment is in need of love. When we come together with a common goal anything is possible. The world is full of those that follow the masses. It’s time to mass together to create an abundance of love, massive love.
~ Liza
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That which is true will sit well in our hearts. Our duty is to find our own truth, be our own teachers and reach our own conclusions. The heart will always open to what it believes to be true.
~ Liza
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The beach is empty but for the waves that greet the shore, there is a stillness.
The surf rolls in bringing with it the shingle and small shells caught up in the momentum of the moment. They tumble towards the land from the tips of the waves and fall into place upon the shore. This happens under the control of the tides, the tides under the control of the moon. The shingle has no choice in the matter it waits where it lands. The shoreline sparkles in the sunlight, this pinks and whites, the blues and silvers, the solid browns and mottled are placed on the earth at the will of the tides.
This could also reflect our own earthly lives as we tumble from the womb into families as individuals. The warmth and glow of a loving family may shine upon us or as if by night the dark and coldness of a family bereft of love. What surrounds us in our earthly existence is left to chance. It is what we make of the opportunity, how we relate to those around us and how we blend in or stand out and makes a difference.
Like the waves that hit the shore we will be met with challenges. Some will throw us up and into the unknown, many will require us to start again – it is eternal.
We will shine in the sunlight, be buried from view and occasionally be left in the dark. This is the power of the universe we are joined to, at one with. As the shingle makes a beach and goes on to make land, as individuals we make mankind and influence the future of the earth.
We are connected by chance, but our goal is to become one with the universe by finding ourselves among the shingle.
When you look into the mirror do you see your family staring back, do you utter the words they once said, have the same tastes, interests and suffer similar ailments? It is only nature reflected back at us in that mirror to our connection with past generations. Take the seeds that go to make the face of the sunflower that when planted grow into beautiful strong sunflowers. We are as nature intended and grow from the seeds of past generations.
~ Liza
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Just as there is a base to a mountain, a shore to a lake and an edge to a desert. Everything in this life has a beginning, middle and end. It is up to us to recognise these stages and make preparations. A swimmer walks into the lake from the shore in full knowledge that it will get deeper, the mountaineer gathers the equipment he will need to ascend the mountain and the man crossing the desert ensures he has plenty of water for the journey. However steep or rough the journey ahead of you may be, take opportunity to pause in the transition zone and make sure you are prepared for the journey ahead in body, mind and spirit.
~ Liza
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