Tag: spiritual journey

Awakening

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My awakening has been subtle,

just creeping up on me,

it wasn’t so instantaneous,

where I could suddenly see.

More like a silent creeper,

entwining around my heart.

Now I find where I was blind,

I now know where to start.

I don’t feel that it’s enlightenment,

I’m just far more awake,

as in this physical body,

there’s decisions I should make.

I feel that I have woken up,

connected much more to source.

There’s still so much I have to learn,

that’s obvious of course.

Now that I have woken up,

I’m much happier with my life,

I can look from outside myself,

no longer drawn to strife.

I sit in silent contemplation,

on that, that I don’t know,

allowing feelings to come up,

to see what they will show.

When emotions come to surface,

I see what they will say,

acknowledge and allow them in,

for a while they’ll stay.

It’s really just acceptance,

of the soul I truly am,

there is no rush or certain time, 

in which I should understand.

 

 

Tracks

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I have travelled so far along this train track, 

each station I’ve left and I’m not turning back.

Through field we speed up and cities slow down,

around me the packages of love I have found.

I’ve been on this train, for most of my life,

since when I first walked and bumped into strife.

For now I sit forward, but I’ve sat facing back,

my eyes cast downward, along rusty old tracks.

Those tracks of my years, in minutes and days,

they are rolling on by and yet not going away. 

The conductor walks through, at intervals now,

he knows where I’m going, just does somehow.

No, I don’t need a ticket, this ride is for free,

the long journey I am travelling, is only for me.

The carriage I’m travelling is empty, no door,

until I reach the conclusion, I won’t know for sure.

 

Sea of Life

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Like the ever moving seas, 

our lives should not stagnate.

The changing of tides, 

allows us little time to wait. 

With the erosion of land, 

and moulding of the shores.

Structure is destroyed, 

yet we are presented with more.

But the shores are so soft,

with the gentleness of sand.

Although we can’t rely,

on being so close to land.

And the  water pulls us under,

then at other times we float.

Our role is not to fight,

but to keep swimming hard with hope.

Then looking out towards the end,

with setting sun eyes widen.

Knowing life continues, 

for far beyond the horizon. 

Courage

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Courage and strength come with perserverence.

Finding these qualities comes through our endurance.

We go through life constantly coming up against difficulties, find ourselves in situations where we need to gather all our strength to succeed, achieve or reach our goal.  Life has a way of presenting these obstacles just at a time we don’t need them.

We endure these periods by going within and somehow finding the strength to continue, for however long it takes and sometime this might be years.  Through our ability to find this strength in times of need, however hard it appears to be at the times, we develop an inward strength, one that will see us through our lives, strengthen our spirit and see us along the way.

Courage is developed in the hard knock school of life.  It is a quality that comes through the  experience and endurance of pain.  It is gained through love that is not returned but still given out, it is gained through loneliness, poverty, grief and loss. Courage is gained in a multitude of ways but it builds us and makes us into the people we are today.

Courage strengthens the spirit and when we strengthen our spirit we are more able to live as our true selves, not afraid of what others think of us, happy to accept criticism but  at the same time be able to speak our own truth.  We are no longer sheep and if necessary we can stand firm and face any opposition.

So whatever lessons are ahead of us we have to see them as such and know we can endure them and strengthen our spirits and become better, stronger, people.

 

 

 

Clearing the Mind

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It’s a bit like clearing spiders webs,

when trying to clear my mind

With random thoughts suspended,

on trails I left behind

Venture through dark passages,

wade murky depths as well

To chase the monsters lurking there,

not a place to dwell

I’m searching for a crystal pool,

it’s so calm and very still

 Casting to catch inspiration,  

link intention and free will 

 Paint a picture in the font,

then bring it home with me

Splash it high on skies above,

so that I can’t help but see

My quest to sort my mind out,

might take me many years.

With a range of wild emotions,

glued together with my tears

Crossing Dimensions

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I‘m going to walk in another dimension, one we cannot see

spend a while and think a bit, about who I’m supposed to be

I want to ask some questions, those too big to ask right here

I don’t believe in all I’m told, things aren’t how they appear

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Our brains are wired as human,  our reality, what we’re told

But surely these old fangled tales, are honestly quite old

I’ll take some time, not leap right in, I’ll listen carefully

Find my answer on what feels right, what is true to me.

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 I hope to share what I learn, with those that want to hear

I’m not promising I’ll be right, I’ll need to make this clear

 I’m putting on my walking shoes, heading out the door

Dimensions I will travel now, but I’ll soon be back for sure.

 

 

 

The Ship

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The powerful ship moved purposefully through the water.  The ship travelled through a sort of canal with buildings on each side, crashing and breaking the boarders of the land, tall houses falling in its wake.  It reached the sea and rose high before it charged towards the waves as if in battle.  We were as much victims of the ship as the seas in which it sailed, caught in its depths and awaiting our fate.  The ship crashed to the left and its passengers fell and crashed with it.  I grabbed my yellow sailing jacket, I knew we were in for a rocky ride, I wanted to be prepared.  The last thing I remember before I woke was that I could not tie my shoe laces in preparation for the journey ahead.

I sat up in bed and looked around, heart beating and catching my breath.  I wrote it down, I wanted to remember for the morning for when I woke.

This morning I reached up to the shelf for my dream book before preparing coffee.  I hadn’t needed to see my scribbled reminder, it was still very clear.  Without looking I knew that rough seas couldn’t be good, that in my dream I was prepared or trying to prepare myself was something, but I felt it might indicate a long ride ahead.  That the ship was big and strong gave me hope, because although it was throwing me all over the place it gave some protection.

The dream dictionary told me ships are an augury of profitable ventures, however a shipwreck portends to a situation where you will have to defend yourself.  The dream book directed me to look up ocean, it said that in any dream the condition of the water and weather must be taken into account. The water and weather had been horrendous in my dream.  Rough or stormy water is a warning that real courage will be needed to overcome your obstacles, just what I need at the present time!

I have one hope though as the book suggested an ocean voyage predicts a lucky escape from an irritating problem.  I guess I must have got on the ship in the first place to have hung my yellow sailing jacket.

Any other interpretations out there much appreciated 😉

 

 

Walks of Life

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I’m not religious as such, well not signed up to any specific religion anyway.  I’m eclectic in my beliefs and take what I like from different schools of thought, religions and ways of life.  I belive in a higher power, something bigger than us, something at the moment, beyond my comprehension.  I don’t think I necessarily need to know what is beyond, just that I am going in the right direction, doing my best and above all making my life worth while.  In a way it’s right that it’s a mystery to us, because given all the answers we would act accordingly and maybe not be as true to ourselves.

If I could invent my own religion, pathway or walk of life as I prefer to say, it would be based on kindness and love.  These qualities are the important aspects I take from other religions, love one another, send out kind thoughts and deeds and look after each other and the planet we live on.  It wouldn’t demand worship as I don’t believe any god would demand worship apart from a recognition and love of the source of from where we come.  Loving ourselves and each other is the key.  Just think if everybody just loved, weapons would be put down, famine would cease and misery would disappear, it’s simple to me love is the only answer, it’s just taking us a long time to work this out.

Religion does fascinate me and I collect little bits and pieces I find along the way.  I have a shelf of religious and spiritual artefacts, they are all mixed up and living nicely alongside one another.  Wouldn’t it be nice if mankind could do the same?

I think there have been many great prophets throughout the ages, they have walked with us and tried to show us the way.  I think there are some great prophets today, those that teach love and peace and I’m sure a few more to come.

I often go and sit in satsang enquiries, buddhist meditations, various church services, shamanism workshops, healing sessions and sign up for all sorts any energy workshops.  I go because in these places I meet nice people and I like to surround myself with good people.  Okay, I do meet some oddballs, like the fairy lady but she’s another story.

As much as all the above interests and fascinates me, I think we are our own best teachers.  We need to experience our real selves, the knowing self inside of us before we can find out answers outside, so it’s important to sit with ourselves, give ourselves space and listen to what’s inside.

I feel we are all connected, that connection runs back to a source which is somehow connected to the universe around us.  I joke about the universe providing, but on a serious note it has not let me down yet so I am trusting in it more and more.

 

Pathways of my Mind

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 I step onto the pathway, I check my footings sure

I’ve taken many turnings, as sure there will be more

Check to see I am grounded, I want to stay on track

I focus where I want to go, I can as easily turn back

I have to watch for pitfalls, my mind I must direct

 To remember where I go, at the time that I reflect

My whole life is pathways, of one sort of a kind

The real and the emotional, so many of my mind

I’ll take another step today, to grow a little more

A pathway will present again, of that I can be sure.

 

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A sidewalk to me is unfamiliar, I don’t think I’ve ever really used the term even in short the time I spent living in the US and Canada. For todays prompt of I’m changing it to pathway and I hope you’ll forgive me, but pathway is more familiar and I’m not jumping off my pathway to walk the sidewalk 😉